#clexa x reader

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Lone wolf Chapter 12

Summary: Clarke and Y/N resove their fight.

Notes: Trying to get back into writing for this story.

previous chapters: part 1- part 2- part 3- part 4- part 5- part 6- part 7- part 8 - part 9- part 10-part11

Clarke quickly approached your joined tent, hoping you were there. When she only saw Lexa and Madi, her heart sank. Lexa could see the distress on Clarke's face as she neared the tent. What had happened, and where were you?

"Clarke, hodness. What happened?" It was hard for Lexa not to run to her distressed wife, but Lexa had an image to uphold in unfriendly territory. When Clarke was inside the safety of their tent, she couldn't hold back any longer, so she pulled Clarke close to her with the arm that wasn't holding Madi. Clarke couldn't stop her tears when she felt Lexa pull her closer, missing you.

"Lexa, I did something stupid." Clarke sobbed into Lexa's shoulder.

"It's okay, Clarke, I have you. Whatever happened, I'm sure we can talk about it." Lexa tried to reassure her wife. The three of you had had your arguments before, and they were usually resolved quickly.

"no, Lexa! You don't understand. I have never seen (Y/N) look at me like that."

"Clarke, sweetheart. Tell me what happened from the beginning. Cause you aren't making any sense." Lexa said while leading Clarke toward a chair so she could sit. Madi immediately hugged Clarke the moment she sat down.

"hugs, mommy. Mama says hugs make everything better." Madi looked up at Clarke with a toothy smile. Clarke managed to give a tear-filled smile back. You had been right. Had anyone else caused this commotion, Clarke wouldn't have thought twice about your reaction.

After a couple of deep breaths, Clarke got her breathing under control. She hugged Madi tightly. Lexa, who had watched Clarke run through all the emotions, sat beside her wife as Clarke told her story through hiccups and tears. Lexa listened. It wasn't Lexa's place to choose a side. She just wanted everybody to be safe at home again.

Lexa suggested giving you some time. That way, both you and Clarke could calm down. So when you return, both of you can have a calm conversation. If there was one thing Lexa knew for certain, you loved her and Clarke.

Madi, who hadn't understood the conversation her mothers had been having, just sat there. The thing Madi did understand was that her mommy was sad and that her mama was gone. Seeing her mommy so sad made Madi want to do something about it. Maybe if she found you, you could come and give Mommy your hugs. They always made her feel better.

Sneaking outside, Madi immediately went to the three who would help her. Winter, Rain and Wood were close to the tent and got up when they noticed Madi approaching them. For them, Madi was the pack's pup and needed protection.

"We have to find mama. Mommy sad." Madi walked into the woods, surrounded by the three dire wolves. The wolves immediately tried to locate the scent of their master and started to lead Madi in that direction.

You had cooled off a little after your argument with your wife. You weren't able to go back to the tent just yet. So, you sat on a log and reviewed your emotions and thoughts. You Weren't mad at Clarke. Your feelings got the best of you after a hard couple of days. You also knew Clarke was under much stress, and your clashes with Bellamy weren't helping.

Sitting there for a few minutes, you notice someone approaching you. You ready yourself for whatever it is that comes through the clearing.

"Madi?" Hearing your voice, Madi ran toward you and flung herself at you.

"mama! Found you." You looked her over for any injury she could have gotten while walking through the woods. When you didn't see anything, you looked her in the eyes.

"what are you doing here? Do Mommy or nomon know you are here?" you knew the answer already. No way would your wives let Madi walk through the woods alone. Madi, however, seemed to be concerned about other things.

"mama! Mommy, sad. Sorry. Needs you." Madi wiggled herself out of your hold and pulled you toward the camp. When you didn't follow, Madi looked up at you with a pretty impressive glare. Clarke would be so proud.

"mama! Mommy cried." That did break your heart. Lexa nor Clarke cried easily. Meaning she must be feeling pretty big emotions. Sucking up your feelings, you pick Madi up and start walking toward the rest of your family.

When Clarke spotted you walking toward her, she flings herself at you. She was starting to apologize profusely. You let her ramble for a moment while holding her close.

"It's okay, Clarke. We were both at fault. I shouldn't have let my temper get the best of me and should also have considered your feelings. I get more territorial around certain Skaikru." You kissed Clarke on the forehead before kissing her on the lips. You feel her sag against you and hold her closer. Out of the corner of your eyes, you spot Lexa smiling. Reaching out for her, Lexa picks up Madi and joins the embrace.

"I love the three of you so much." You confess. Having this rare moment of vulnerability reserved for your family.

You and Clarke eat dinner before taking a quick bath and turning in for the night. Agreeing that you would be taking a more back-seated role in the negotiations, limiting your contact with the Skaikru. Your best warriors would still shadow Lexa and Clarke. That was the only condition you had.

part 13

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May you write clexa and reader as partners and the theme is sleepy cuddles? maybe reader is staying up late to wait for clexa! but reader gets tired? you can always edit the request if you want!

I'm so sorry this took so long but it's here now💀

Sleepy Cuddles

Pairing: Clexa x reader

Warnings: none

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You sat on the bed and rubbed your droopy eyes as you waited for Lexa and Clarke to finish their meeting with the twelve clans.

It had been a few hours since they left and they told you that you should get some sleep but you refused to sleep without them so here you are hours later sitting on the bed and staring at the door waiting for your lovers to come through it.

After a couple more minutes of waiting you stood up with a groan and made your way to the balcony and laid on the ground staring up at the sky.

Just as your eyes began to close the door to your room opened and you quickly stood up with a smile thinking it was Clarke and Lexa. Seeing it was just a guard you rolled your eyes and made your way back into the room

"Y/n, Wanheda wanted me to inform you that their meeting is going to last a couple more hours. Head said that you should get some rest." The guard, without waiting for an answer, turned around and walked out the door, shutting it behind him.

With another loud groan you throw yourself onto the bed and cuddle up with their pillows. You were determined to stay awake but as the candle on the nightstand began to fade your eyes slowly fluttered closed.

A couple hours later you were awoken by movement beside you and your body being moved over. Panicking you sat up but voices were quick to shush you and that's when you saw Clarke and Lexa their figure illuminated by the newly lit candle in the place the old one was.

"Shh hodnes. It's only us" Lexa whispered as she gently pushed your body back down so that you were laying in the middle. Clarke claimed into bed behind you and threw her arms around you tightly as Lexa began positioning herself on the other side of you and stroking your face.

"We're sorry the meeting lasted so long. We wanted to desperately be here with you. " Clarke mumbled from her place in your neck.

"It's alright. I totally stayed up for you" You whispered tiredly as you leaned back into Clarke and reached for Lexa's hand. The two laughed and then kissed you on the cheek.

"Sure Hodnes. Now we all need sleep."

As the moon glowed down on the tower you all were cuddled up next to each other fast asleep.

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Part 3 - Clexa x reader headcannons

This got longer that i wanted to :)

Lol at this point really this feels more like the bones of a fic that i was too lazy to elaborate. Oh wait. It is exactly that. Enjoy.

Part 2

Warnings: Violence. Nothing too explicit. And self deprecating thoughts :)

- An internal war was brewing. Azgeda against the coalition. Against Lexa.

- Lexa needed help. Clarke's help.

- A coup was happening. There were infiltrators amongst her people trying to undermine Lexa. Saying she wasn't the true commander. Not fit to lead. Not loyal to their ways. Weak.

- She needed you.

- Days later, you got a visitor. Though, it wasn't who you were expecting.

- Clarke? Yes. Lexa? She would have to eventually face you. Now, Adrien? Well, you couldn't hold the tears when you saw the blond teenager.

- "Adrien!"

- "Sorry for the delay, they wouldn't let me pass."

- You laughed while you sniffed and tried to clean you tears.

"And now they did?"

- "Not really" he shrugged. At seeing your raised eyebrow, he smiled cheekly. "I have my ways."

- You would be lying if you said you weren't a little bit proud.

- "What have you come here for?"

- "What do you mean? I came to see you!"

- You almost burst into tears.

- You cheer up, though. And ask him about how he was doing. And he tells you, in a boyish way. Something that he only ever did in front of you or Lexa.

- It always warms you heart to see him that way. Relaxed, free to be the kid he was, without the weight of his destiny as a natblida.

- He asks you about your time. And you try your damn best to make him laugh. You are sucessful.

- "Oh! You were with the Wanheda! Yeah! Lexa introduced me to her once. She seems smart."

- You smile. "She is very smart."

- You get confused though. Lexa was very protective of Adrien.

- "Why, Why did she introduce you two?"

- You didn't know much about Lexa and Clarke's relationship. Sure, you were there at the beginning, but not much after.

- So you were suspicious at the very least.

- Clarke forgave Lexa. And, apparently, Lexa trusted Wanheda enough to introduce her to Adrien.

- To you, that was telling a lot.

- "She wanted me to promise to Clarke when i become Heda i'd protect the skaikru."

- "What? Why would she want that? Why would she do that? She's not dead! Nor is going to die! We're not in the middle of a war or something? Are we? How long have i been here? Is Lexa in danger? Does she need help? I have to leave this cell! I have to make sure she doesn't get hurt!"

- You were spiraling. Adrien needed a few tries to get you to breath.

- "Heda is fine! She's not in danger! She's okay!"

- She's okay. She's okay.

- Adrien doesn't stay long after that. He was going to be caught if he didn't leave soon.

- Lexa doesn't take much longer to come to you.

- "Heda" you tilt your head in respect.

- She stays in silence and positions herself right in front of you. Head held high, arms behind her back just like the disciplined leader she was.

- You wait for her. You give her time.

- And while she was in silence trying to not break your neck or something, you make an assessment of her.

- She was in her clothes of Heda. No guards behind her.

- No injuries either. Good.

- Her hair was in it's usual style. Her green eyes seemed to shine a little brighter. Her shoulders weren't as heavy.

- Clarke, you presumed. Somehow, Clarke was helping Lexa. Just like the way she helped you.

- Days i couldn't get out of bed, she was there. I hope she is there for you and you are there for her.

- You heart then seemed to ache.

- You realize. Shit. Wait...

- You saw them in the beginning. And you could sense now. They are together, aren't they?

- You are happy for them. They deserve eachother. No one was more deserving.

- "Love is weak." but you could bet their love could conquer the world.

- As i would for you.

- A selfish part of you wanted them to you. To be with them.

- You knew you felt something for Clarke.

And though your relationship with Lexa was complicated, you couldn't not care for her. For the both of them.

- You just wish for more. To be more.

- But, that's impossible. You would do them no good.

- You were a spy. An assassin. A traitor.

- You look at the now frowning Heda. You betrayed and almost killed Lexa.

- At somepoint, maybe, you would've done the same to Clarke.

- Yes. They deserve eachother, and you belonged nowhere.

- A traitor the Ice Nation and the coalition. A traitor to Lexa.

- Your chest felt like it was squeezing. You couldn't hold the heavy and defeaning gaze of the Heda.

- So, you spoke.

- "Are you going to speak? Have you came here to just look at me and bask in my misery? Or do you have something important to say? Perphaps my death sentence."

- "Do you want your death? Do you think you deserve to live after what you've done?"

- For some reason, Clarke's words come to you.

- "We all make mistakes, Heda. I can't erase mine, so i shall take the consequences. Whatever you deem suitable, i will take it. If i have to die, then so be it. Just get to it."

- Lexa stays quiet at that. This time, not for long.

- "You will have a... Second chance... To prove yourself."

- You weren't expecting that. People from earth weren't... Merciful. Neither was Lexa. Not for something like treason. You still remembered Gustus.

- It seemed like that wasn't the case anymore.

- "How... How do want me to prove myself?"

- "Doing what you are acquainted with. Spying."

- You understand then. You are not getting second chance. No. You are going to serve Lexa, to be used and then discarded.

- She doesn't tell you anything more. She just calls for the guards and they just... Open you cell.

- You knew she said you'd be in probation, still, you were shocked.

- "Do you remember how to walk?" Lexa says, looking at you over her shoulder when you don't follow her. "or have you grown attached to your cell?"

- You shake yourself from your stupor.

- You go to the throne room(?) and there she is, Clarke.

- You give her a smile, though it weakens when you remember. You do her no good. You are only means to an end. A knive to help killing their enemies.

- You mean nothing. You can't. You won't.

- She notices your lack of enthusiasm. And that makes the bright smile on her face simmer down.

- You don't waste time on formalities or trivialities. You go straight to the point.

- They needed your help. Lexa needed your help.

- Lexa alongside Clarke explains everything.

- They make a great pair.

- People were trying to undermine Lexa's people and throw them against her.

- They were afraid of a coup. Of the other nations breaking the aliance and rebelling against Lexa and, most likely, joining Nia.

- When you realize Nia is alive, you don't really know what to do. Or feel. So you do your best to brush that aside.

- What you were needed to do was simple. You did things more dangerous and complicated. You needed to pretend to want to destroy Lexa, get into this little group and then report what you found out to Heda and Wanheda.

- Easy.

- "It will be done, Heda." you said serious.

- "Good."

- You never ran out of a room so fast.

Only maybe when you tried to kill your Heda.

- You just roam around. Not knowing just where to go. You didn't want to go back to your cell nor did you knew if could just get out.

- Everything felt awfully familliar.

- So familliar and yet so foreign. So out of place.

- Your mind was swelling with so many thoughts and your body with so many feelings. You felt like you could throw up.

- The bliss of solitude doesn't last long.

- Clarke reaches you.

- At first, she is silence. A very welcomed quiet.

- But all good things must come to an end.

- She asks how you are.

- You almost laugh at how ridiculous that felt. And almost tear up at how all seemed to bubble up in your throat, begging to be released, for you to throw up.

- You swallow, feeling a burning and acid in your throat.

- "I am ecstastic. I will be freed. How thrilling."

- "You used to be a much better liar than this."

- "Maybe you just used to be denser."

- "Maybe."

- She doesn't speak again. And for some dumb and sentimental reason, you felt yourself spilling words as if they were choking you.

- "There wasn't many people that knew me, truly know me. Just one. My... Friend. He was perceptive, but more than just that. He knew me."

- Ronan was like a brother to you.

- You grew up with no family, no friends. 

- Treated by everyone only as a weapon for the kingdom. Except Ronan.

- He trained alongside you.

- You were molded to be a ruthless assassin and he was molded to be an unstoppable warrior.

- You sometimes faced the same training or task.

- Learning how to move in a fight.

- Analyzing each and every types of weapons.

- Hunting wild animals.

- Torturing enemies.

- Killing comrades.

- On a task when you were 12 years old, you were released into the forest with the task of finding and then dueling each other.

- you were supposed to be silent, agile and deadly.

- He must be brute, merciless to attack and quick to defend.

- You found him, but he's the one who knocked you out.

- That day, in that way, he earned your respect.

- And somewhere along the way, you became… friends.

- And a year later, when he took the blame for stealing a loaf of bread for you, he became a brother.

- You watched the 13-year-old boy's punishment with horror.  But also with relief.

- It would have been you there.

- When asked why he took the whipping instead, he simply shrugged his shoulders and said:

"You're pretty skinny, I don't think you would have held up."

- At the time, he was the only person besides the queen you trusted.

-You missed him.

- Now, having also betrayed Queen Nia, you understood Ronan. Even if the tinniest bit.

- He had to save Costia. You only imagine how his failure must weight on him.

- You imagine if you had killed Lexa. And your stomach churns.

- Clarke tells you of Ronan. He was the one that kidnapped her.

- Of course. You should've known, but you were preocupied by something else. Like getting Clarke safe.

- "Is he... Is he still here? In Polis?"

- "I don't know. Maybe. Lexa must know."

- You didn't have the energy to talk to Lexa or to go after Ronan or do anything.

- You just wanted to sleep.

- You say your goodbyes to Clarke. You don't explain.

- You see that she's hesitant to let you alone, but doesn't push.

- Good. You really wanted some time to just be. And get a good long sleep.

- Not knowing whereelse to go, you go back to your cell.

- The guards were confused, but let you in regardless.

- You pay them no mind.

- You just... Lay in the hard cold ground. You were already used to that.

- You are going to be used. She wants you to do her dirty work to save herself.

- It turns out, despite all the sadness you felt, you didn't care all that much.

- As long as she is safe, you would be fine.

- As long as they are happy.

Part 4

[black-dragon1998]

Lone Wolf chapter 11

Summary: the story continues

Author note: First I want to apologize it took so long for me to post the next chapter for lone wolf. After that, I want to thank everyone who has sent me comments and kudos for my writing. I haven’t forgotten this story, writing has just been difficult the last couple of months.

previous chapters: part 1- part 2- part 3- part 4- part 5- part 6- part 7- part 8 - part 9- part 10

“What! Gives you the right to touch my daughter!” you were livid. How dare this boy touch your daughter. Madi in general had a hard time with being touched. The only people who were allowed to touch her freely, were you, Lexa, Clarke and Anya. From time to time Indra, but that was only when Madi instigates it. So who did this piece of shit think he was for giving Madi a panic attack.

At this point, you were really starting to regret coming to the Skaikru. Would Clarke be really upset if you cut this guy's throat? Probably. Pushing aside the murderous intent you were feeling you turned toward Madi who was still protected by Dina. Madi who was still sobbing uncontrollably. You throw the sword in your hand to the side and crouch down so you are at eye level with your daughter. Dina steps away from the two of you and keeps the rest away.

When Madi spots you through tear-filled eyes, she looks you straight in the eyes but doesn’t move to get closer to you.

“hey, peanut.” You say in a voice you only reserve for your daughter. The little girl is so attuned to the sound that she is already calming down.

“Mama?”

“Yes baby, it is Mama. Are you feeling big emotions?” you knew she was but this made it easier for Madi to work through it. Madi gave you a small nod.

“is the feeling going away?” most of the time the emotions Madi was feeling would pass on their own. When Madi shook her head, you gave her a reassuring smile.

“that is okay. I am here and we are getting through this together. Can I touch you?” with speed almost too fast for a human, Madi was in your arms. She pressed her head against your chest to feel your steady heartbeat. The sound helped in calming her down.

“alright baby, can you tell me five things you see?” your voice is just about a whisper but Madi could hear you just fine.

Clarke and Lexa were wrapping up their meeting. Things had gone smoother than hoped and resulted in the two being able to meet (Y/N) and Madi for lunch. Clarke was putting away the last of the documents when one of the guards sprinted into the tent. The markings on their arms told them that they were on (Y/N) personal guard. Lexa was aware of the guards (Y/N) had put on both her and Clarke.

“Heda! Permission to speak.” The guard asked. Like all your subordinates they had discipline.

“speak soldier,” Lexa said in her heda voice.

“Heda, Wanheda, both of you are needed at the training grounds. One of the Skaikru boys tried to touch the princess. Causing her to have a panic attack and the general to lash out at the boy. Some of the females with the boy are afraid of an escalation.” The guard spoke so fast that Clarke and Lexa almost didn’t catch all of it. The moment Clarke heard Madi was involved she started walking toward the training ground, not listening to Lexa who was calling after her.

Lexa took a moment to collect herself and thanked the guard, before going after her wife-turned-mamabear. She already felled sorry for whoever stood in her way.

Clarke was at the training grounds in no time. There she saw the Gona from a circle around you, Raven, Octavia, Lincoln and Bellamy. Dina was standing close to you ready to react to any situation. You were cradling Madi to your chest, trying to console the sobbing toddler.

Madi didn’t seem to be injured, neither did you. Bellamy on the other hand was sporting a big red line around his neck. Steeling herself Clarke stepped forward to make her presence known. Bellamy was the first to approach her, like a kid rating out somebody to the teacher. You however stayed where you were, cuddling Madi close to your chest.

Instead of listening to Bellamy rambling Clarke made her way toward you and Madi. Laying a comforting hand on Madi’s back.

“Maid sweetheart, look who is here.” You whisper in your daughter's ear. Locking eyes with Clarke, conveying that it was a bad one. Very slowly Madi lifted her head from your shoulder and looked behind her. When she spotted her mommy, she started reaching out for her and you quickly handed her over to Clarke so she could soak in her mommy’s scent. The toddler sagged into the blond's hold immediately.

For some reason, Clarke’s and Lexa’s scents had always a calming effect on you and Madi.

“hey love, somebody told me you were cuddling with Mama. Mind if I join?” Clarke spoke in a tender tone, to not set Madi off again. That had happened in the past when she was overwhelmed too soon.

“Mama helped. Big emotions. Counted. Calmed.” Madi’s sentences were cut short, telling Clarke she hadn’t down completely.

“oh! You and Mama did the counting. Did it help?” Clarke was relieved when Madi nodded into her chest. While Clarke was talking to Madi you had positioned yourself in front of them with crossed arms and a death stare levelling Bellamy, who was trying to get closer.

“what made you feel the big emotions? Can you tell Mommy?”

“Man touched me,” Madi said burring her face back into Clarke’s chest.

“what man sweety?” Clarke Cöed as to not set her off again. without looking Madi pointed a finger toward Bellamy, who was trying to push past (Y/N). (Y/N) however, wasn’t bunching an inch. In the meantime, Raven and Octavia tried to pull Bellamy back.

“let me pass! I have to talk to Clarke.” He tried to sound intimidating, hoping you would let him pass.

“you upset my daughter, do you really think I’m just going to let you near her? No way in hell! If Clarke wants to talk to you she will come over here. Until then back off!” your voice was nothing more than a growl.

Clarke really had hoped Bellamy wasn’t involved. You already didn’t like him and this wasn’t helping. She could only hope to settle your mood before things escalated. Clarke still remembered the last time somebody touched Madi without permission. It was a warrior from Azgeda. He had quickly lost his hand and head. Then she hadn’t batted an eye at it. She hoped it didn’t turn into a brawl. You would level Bellamy with no problem, the only question was when you would stop once you started.

Clarke walked with Madi still clinging to her chest but stayed a couple of feet behind. Hoping this was enough distance for Madi. You immediately sensed Clarke come up behind you, turning partly around so you can look at her and Madi, still preventing Bellamy from getting closer. Clarke knew her next words would be hard for their friends but she had to think about her daughter and wife first. She could talk to her friends later, but first, she had to defuse the situation.

“I think all of you should return to camp until things have calmed down,” Clarke said while looking at her friends. Raven and Octavia seemed to understand, Lincoln respected the words of his kwin. They also knew that if they stayed longer and Bellamy did something stupid, they would be putting Clarke on the spot. Bellamy however started immediately pushing against you to get to Clarke.

“Clarke! Please listen to me. I didn’t mean to do this.”

“Back off!” you got into the shaggy-haired boy's face and pushed him back.

“you come here, make my daughter cry and now you dare to make demands toward our kwin. I should skin you alive for that.” This finally makes Bellamy back down with a loud gulp.

“General!” there was an edge to Clarke’s voice that told you you were getting onto thin ice. It made you back down just a little. The last thing you wanted to do was upset your wife.

“we will leave for now,” Raven said, pulling Bellamy back toward the camp. Leaving you and your family as the only ones in the training ground. The gona had scattered already, knowing nothing good came from upsetting their kwin when she was in mama-bear mode.

Lexa arrived at the exact moment the Skaikru left. You had turned around to look at Clarke. The blond looked anything but happy. Believing it to be best for you and Clarke to talk about whatever the issue was. So Lexa took Madi from Clarke's arms and retreated toward the tent.

“let’s go Madi. Mommy and Mama need to talk.”

“mad?” Madi asked.

“don’t know bug. Why don’t we go find something to eat and wait for them?”

“What the hell is wrong with you? You could have taken Bellamy’s head off today.” Clarke exploded the moment Madi and Lexa were gone. Now that everything had sunken in, Clarke had gotten angry with you. Her reaction made your anger surface again. why was she angry with you?

“He upset Madi. I just reacted on instinct.” You say between clenched teeth, not wanting to snap at Clarke.

“That was an over-the-top reaction. Bellamy didn’t know Madi would react like that.” Clarke counters, while stepping close to you. Like she wanted another response from you. At this point, you had a hard time not glaring at your wife.

“If it had been anybody else but that Skaikru boy we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

“ you went too far. You acted like a sa…” Clarke seemed to catch herself at the last moment, but you knew what she was going to say. You had heard it often enough. The dark part in you that you had suppressed for so long reared its ugly head and you could feel your emotions freeze. Looming over Clarke you glared at her.

“say it.” A moment passed and it stayed quiet.

“say it!” the ringing of your voice surprised Clarke. She had never seen you like this.

“Savage.” The word was nothing more than a whisper but you could hear her loud and clear. Did your wife really think of you like that? You could stand for everybody else thinking you were a monster but not your family.

“maybe Clarke I am nothing more than a savage beast, pretending to be something else.” With that, you walked away and into the woods, leaving Clarke alone.

The moment you left a pang rang through Clarke. What had she done, she had never seen you so cold toward her before. When Clarke finally turned around she, you were gone.

part 12

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! = Dark Fic, 💔= Angst, 🍼 = Age Regression, * Smut, 🌸 = Fluff 🐱 = Pet play

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Sleepy Cuddles

Reader tries to stay awake and wait on her girlfriends.

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Part 1

English is not my first language, so if you catch a grammar mistake or have any tips to help me improve, just send me a message.

This was meant to be a fic i was writing but i'm lazy and wouldn't finish it. This is best second thing. I wrote this cause i wanted to read it. Write the fic you wanna see in the world.

If ends up being too OOC i apologize. Its been years since i watched the 100 and i was too eager to write and post this to do any research of the plot and Lexa and Clarke personalities.

That's it. Hope you enjoy.

Warnings: violence, mention of child abuse and death. 

- You are an assassin.

- Some would call your methods cowards ones, but they couldn't deny they were efficient.

- You were from Azgeda.

- A fierce assassin. Trained since you could remember.

- The first things you could remember was your trainer hitting and toughing you up. Molding you.

- The twin knives you had were what gave you comfort.

- The lifeless gaze of your victims was what gave you purpose.

- You were a puppet of Queen Nia. With no mind of your own. Not really. What she said was what you believed.

- So when she said "the Heda is weak. She must be dethroned". You didn't bat an eye. You sneered at the thought of Heda.

- When they kidnapped Costia. You were there. You didn't get to torture her. But you watched.

- Costia never said a thing. Screamed. Begged. Yes. But never said anything about Heda.

- You felt disgust, disdain. She was pathetic.

- You had been through this many times. As a part of your training. You wonder why she couldn't hold herself. You did this when you were a child. She is a woman, in her 17 years old. She was just a disgrace to her lover.

- But, somewhere deep and hidden within you felt respect. She was loyal. You could see in her eyes. She knew something and yet she never told. You could admire that despite her making such a mess.

- She just was caught in a dangerous game.

- Ronan was your bestfriend. He was your greatest rival and greastest ally.

- He gained your respect when he bested you.

- And gained your friendship when he protected you from a punishment.

- He was the one to gift you your twin knives.

- He was soft. You knew that. But he still did what needed to be done.

- Until he didn't. He tried to free Costia, to run away with her.

- He didn't suceed. He was exiled. She was killed.

- You were on a mission when that happened. They sent Costia's head to Lexa then.

- Once you came back and learned of Ronan's betrayal, you were livid. disapointed. Alone.

- He was just too soft. Not fitting for the prince of the great Azgeda.

- The Queen Nia told to send for you. She had another mission for you.

- Heda forgave Ice Nation, therefore there was no war. So, she came up with another plan, perfect for your skillset. An assassin and spy.

- You were to serve Lexa, gather information, and when the time was right, assassinate the Heda.

- So along with other gifts, you were "given" to Heda as an "apology".

- Gustus and Indra didn't like you, they distrusted you.

- Titus was indiferent.

- Lexa hated your guts. Because of what you represented. Costia's murder.

- It takes a long time for you to get Lexa to even look at you. Let alone speak to you.

- When Queen Nia gets insastified with the lack of progression, you come up with a plan to get Lexa to see you as more than your nation.

- You plan something like Gustus did.

- A meeting of the clans is about to happen. But before that, there is a feast. And that's when your plan come to fruition.

- You poison Heda. "Save" her. Blame one of your companions. They take the fall without a complaint.

- When they look at you, awaiting for Lexa's final blow. They see the words forming in your mouth "Glory to Ice Nation".

- Lexa begins to trust you. And bit by bit, you two start to form a relationship.

- And slowly worm your way into Lexa's heart. And secrets.

Relationship with Lexa

- Angst :)

- Enemies to friends to enemies to lovers

- Lexa hated you and you hated her.

- To you, she wasn't deserving of being the commander.

- She was no Heda. Not your Heda.

- To her, you were a reminder of what was done to Costia. Her suffering, her murder, her severed head in a box.

- She may have allowed Azgeda to enter the coalition, but she didn't forget what they'd done. And she didn't forgive them. She couldn't.

- Before your plan, she wouldn't look at you. After it, she looked and talked to you, but distant, cold.

- But, oh well, it was something. And you tried to take advantage of that.

- You tried to talk. To aproach the Costia subject. To apologize.

- She almost cut your tongue right off.

- You don't try that again.

- None of your tricks to get her trust and sympathy were sucessful.

- What worked was something you didn't plan.

- Your interactions with the young natblida. Especially with Adrien.

- You liked children. Being among them. Playing and laughing as if everything was alright and nothing mattered more than having fun.

- You didn't have a happy childhood. It was robbed from you. And some part of you yearned for that.

- Kids reminded you that life could be good. If only you let yourself believe.

- Until one mission went wrong. You had to kill a mother and her child. Now, you couldn't bear to look at kids. The guilt consuming you.

- But, in Lexa's castle(?) you sometimes had to interact with them. To care for them.

- And, with time, you warmed up to them.

- You watched them train, and tried to give some pointers but not too much to reveal you were a very capable fighter.

- You started talking with them. At first very formal and to the point, but as time went on and they started to annoy and try to lure you into conversations, you somehow became a part of their group.

- Pranks, fights, and some missdeeds. All of that far from Titus of course. And near you.

- And sometimes, there were times in which you caught tears streaming down your face. Your heart squeezing. In those times, you always leave early.

- Lexa found you there. Playing fight with the natblidas.

- You built a bond with them.

- And when she saw you with Adrien, laughing so carefree, enjoying the ausent adults, she thought that perphaps, you were not that bad of a person.

- And that way, finally, your attempts at talking with Lexa were met with answers.

- At the begining, the thing you talked the most was the natblidas.

- That was how you found out how Lexa was protective and wanted to change things for the next generation. To be better. For them.

- And, slowly, little by little, your view of Lexa began to change.

- She was smart. Driven. Fierce. Strong. Determined to do whatever it takes to protect her people.

- Lexa was a stoic person. Not one to laugh easily or to joke and play around.

- There were few moments you saw her smile. Most of them were around Adrien.

- And you loved when she had a smirk in her lips.

- You start hunting together. And you had to downplay your real abilities.

- Still, there were times you tried to impress Lexa. And you did. She just didn't make a big deal out of it.

- Then, like a fire or a star falling from the sky, a new threat apperead. The skaikru.

- And you realized Lexa trusted you when she asked your opinion of them.

- She also took you with her. To meet those people who fell from the ceilling.

- You sure were an oddity. Normally helpers weren't brought along. Considered an annoyance, you received a few ugly looks, but you weren't bothered by it, you were used to a lot worse.

- Despite being busy trying to deal the best way with the skaikru, you tried to spend time with Lexa.

- Help her. Sooth. Plan. Train. Prepare. Talk.

- One night, she talks about Costia.

- She was so bare. Vulnerable. So genuinely sad. Your heart broke for her.

- And the guilt came like a snow storm you didn't prepare for. It buried you alive.

- And when she slept and you looked at her, you knew at that moment. You couldn't bring yourself to kill her. To pierce a knive in her heart.

- She did it to yours first.

- Queen Nia found a way to contact you. Eager for information on the skaikru.

- But once she learns Heda intends on forming an aliance to rescue the people locked in the mountain, she sets her plan in motion.

- This happens shortly after Gustus death

- You tried to stop it, but it was too late.

- The army was ready and coming towards you.

- You talk to Queen Nia, subtly trying to convince her to at least delay her attack. But to no avail. It was happening.

- You didn't want to. But as Nia looked into your eyes with ones hard as ice, unmelting and unrelenting as the cold, you were reminded of your duty. Of your purpose. Lifeless gaze. But, for some reason, imaging it on Lexa's green eyes sickened you.

- The attack started and you awaited in Lexa's tent. Full gear. Your knives in your hands. And your heart on the ground. Shredded to pieces for what you'd have to do.

- Lexa enters in a haste. An enemy army was attacking. Azgeda.

- Not only preparing to fight, but to make sense of what was happening. To make a plan.

- When she sees you.

- And her expression of despair. Of urgence. Of worry falls as soon as she realizes the blades in your hands. The light armour on your body.

- Her expressions hardens then. As her heart breaks as she comes to an understanding.

- You don't talk. Nothing you could say would be able to remend the situation. Or your heart.

- As you lunge for her, she dives for her sword, in the far corner in the room. And as soon as she gets it, you know you're in disadvantage

- Lexa was an acomplished warrior. You were an assassin. You were quick, silent, deadly. She was strong, resistent, powerful. And deadly.

- Either way, you held your ground. As did she. Though you didn't really think you could overpower her.

- Until she slipped. And you took advantage of it. You disarmed her and pinned her to the ground. A knive to her neck.

- If she wanted, she could throw you over. Switch positions.

- If you wanted to, you could slit her throat.

- Yet, you both stood still. Panting. Waiting for the other to make a move.

- You heard footsteps.

- Whatever was your decision. You needed to do it now.

- You tensed. Gritted your teeth, trying to steel your resolve, still your trembling hands. But it all came tumbling down when you locked eyes with that emerald green.

- And you were reminded of that little smirk on the seldom times she'd make a joke.

- Of the strong and beautiful woman, that wanted to do good. That thought of Adrien as a little brother, but would tell no one. That would bring down anything and anyone that disturbed the peace and threathened her people.

- A great leader. The Heda.

- Your Heda.

- You couldn't kill her.

- So you fleed. Got up and before Lexa could say or do anything, you ran.

...

"What about Clarke???"

Worry not, she's a lot more on the part 2 :)

Part 2

[bababaka]

Clexa x reader headcannons

Part 2

English is not my first language, so if you catch a grammar mistake or have any tips to help me improve, just send me a message.

Write what you wanna see in the world.

If ends up being too OOC i apologize.

That's it. Hope you enjoy.

Part 1

Warnings: mentions of sex(nothing TOO detailed), violence.

- You were a desertor. A traitor. To both your nation and the aliance.

- Nobody would want you. So. You hid.

- Did what you did best and pretended to be someone else. And it worked.

- You found a little village. And set roots there. Though you were still a stranger, an outcast.

- You kept to yourself.

- You would hunt. Cook. Clean. Sell.

- You were the mysterious outsider. It shed some light on you. But not enough.

- To them, you were just an outcast. Dishonored. That left battle.

- In a way, they were right.

- In your time there, you caught winds of rumors, news from the world you once left behind.

- Some didn't make sense, like the army of Azgeda being possessed by demons and Heda were the one to defeat them all.

- You had no doubt she took a lot of them down though.

- You were relieved. She won. She survived. She's alive.

- Queen Nia lost. Maybe even died. You don't know if you should mourn her.

_ In a weird way, you cared. Not as little as you hoped, and not as much as you feared. But enough to make you confuse. Not knowing how to react.

- You ended up gathering informations. (Some habits never die)

- You learned Heda rescued her people on the mountain.

- Skaikru and Azgeda were both banned from the coalition.

- You also learned of the girl that singlehandlely killed all moutainmen. Wanheda.

- For months on end, you stayed like that. Hunting. Selling. Trying to get news from the world.

- And yet, for months, you were alone.

- Until you were not.

Your relationship with Clarke

- Strangers to friends with benefits to lovers :)

- You never talked directly to Clarke, but you saw her. Killing Finn, with Lexa, when Gustus died. You knew what she looked like.

- So, the red hair didn't fooled you.

- She tells you a fake name.

- You never say anything, though. You understood the need to run. The need for anonimity so you don't confront her about it.

- You take her into your cot.

- At first, you wouldn't talk much to each other. And, when you did, never about your life, about the past.

- You develop a dinamic of some sorts. If she hunted, you would cook. If you hunted, she would cook.

- But you always went to the village alone to sell what you hunt.

- Sometimes, though, she would let some things about her slip.

- Like when got hurt hunting, and while she was taking care of you, you asked how she knew so much about healing. She gave you a look, the one that meant you were bordering subjects that were forbidden. She sighed and murmured something along the line of "i learned from my mother".

- You didn't press for more. You never do.

- Sometimes, you'd surprise and scare Clarke with your silent footsteps.

- She'd flinch and reach for her gun.

- The first time that happened, you also reach for your knives.

- Both always are armed. She with her guns and you with your knives.

- Clarke would sometimes murmur a curse in another language. English, you recognize. You weren't very good at it, but caught some words. "Fuck" being a constant one.

- You would complain about the bullets in her killings. That it made it difficult to cook and soured the meat.

- She would scoff and tell you to do better.

- The next day, you apperead with a smug smile and a bigger animal in your hands.

- You teach her how to hunt. She already knew some stuff, obviously. But you taught her how to be more efficient.

- Sometimes, Clarke would be sad and angry. Her humour very unsteady.

- She was hurting. So were you.

- Somedays, she wouldn't get out of bed. Others, it would be you.

- With time, you formed an unspoken agreement. When one was in such state, the other would bring them food and take care of the house.

- You liked that. You liked not being alone anymore.

- You don't really know how that happened, but you and Clarke start having sex.

- The first time was when Clarke was upset with something. And to that point, you started to care about her.

- Her snarky humour, acid words, standoffish behaviour but still caring, still soft.

- You tried to talk to Clark. Try to help. Though that wasn't something you two did. Too personal. Too close to open wounds.

- You did, anyways.

- Amidst that, somehow, your lips met. And later you were in bed.

- You don't know if it were you or Clarke, that iniciated the first kiss. It didn't matter. Not when her body was pressed against yours, her moans so close to your ears.

- You don't talk about it in the next day.

- You never discuss the nature of your relationship. You just let it happen.

- And it happens. Again and again.

- And despite yourself, knowing you shouldn't, you feel your heart being shot, ensnared by the girl of blue eyes.

- So when two weeks later, she doesn't come back from hunting, you grow anxious and panicked.

- Maybe she left you. But what if she didn't?

- You weren't a tracker as good as Ronan, but you were enough. And felt an urgence rise in you when you noticed traces of fights. Clarke were taken.

- When you saw the traces led you to Polis, your heart grew restless. But you kept going.

- And almost turned away when you learned she was brought to Lexa.

- You were determined, though. So, you spent days relearning the routes of the guards and where Clarke was being kept.

- You thought it was weird when you saw her not in a cell, but in a room. For guests.

- "Clarke, wake up!" you whispered in the middle of a night. She got up in a flash.

- "Yn?? What the fuck are you doing here?"

- "Getting you out! So, come with me. The guard is set to come back in 3 minutes!"

- "What do you mean 'leave'? I can't leave! I don't want to!"

-  "what do you mean 'you don't want to leave'?"

- Needless to say, you were caught. If Clarke fucking followed you, you would've made it. This was not on your skills. It was on Clarke.

- More guards were on you in a second.

- Clarke tried to help. To tell them to go easy on you. Which made their work harder. You don't go easy on them.

- But, you were overwhelmed shortly.

- Doesn't take long for Lexa to appear. And you both freeze. You stop resisting.

- She recovers her posture faster than you.

- "Throw them in the cells."

- You gulped. Looking down.

- You hear Clarke's voice. But you have no idea what she was saying.

- Only later Clarke realize you called her for her real name.

- You stay at the cell for days. Alone.

- Clarke had left you.

- After what you think is 3 days (you counted by the meals), Clarke came.

- She was gorgeous. Blonde hair. Green facepaint making blue eyes stand uot even more. A dress you knew to be for special ocasions.

- She looked like a goddess. You almost feel compeled to kneel over.

- "Well, you look... Good, Wanheda. Fitting for a leader just like you."

-" Why didn't you tell me you knew who i was?"

- "It's not like you were the most honest and open person."

- "How long have you known?"

-"I've always known."

- She just looks at you for a few moments.

- "Who are you, really?"

- "Didn't the commander tell you that already? Or Indra and Titus? I'm sure they would be thrilled to fill you in."

- "I heard enough from them. I wanna hear from you."

- "It's a long story. Don't you have somewhere else to be?" you point to the clothes.

- "I have time." she leans against the wall.

- Not seeing why not, you start to tell your tale. About being trained as an assassin since a child, given the task to spy and murder Lexa.

- You don't say why you gave up on finishing your assignment.

- " So, i ran, hid, you came in and i took you in and here we are."

- Clarke doesn't speak. She keeps you under her scrutinizing gaze.

- You look away.

- "When I realized you were taken, I... Thought you needed help." You look at her attire and your surroundings. " Clearly that wasn't the case."

- She sighs from where she was seated. " I was taken. But everything has been sorted out."

- "I can see that."

- "Why didn't you kill Lexa?"

- You shrug. "Didn't feel like it. Why have you stayed? For you to run away and taken back by force, well, i take you and Heda aren't on the best terms... At least not anymore.

- It takes a few moments for Clarke to respond, but eventually she does.

- "She betrayed me. She left me alone on the Mount Whether."

- "Looks like Heda isn't that different from me."

- "We all make mistakes and things we regret thinking it was the best."

- "...Did you forgive her? You are too kind, Wanheda."

- "I gave her a second chance."

- For a moment, the silence reigns.

- You huff. "What have you came here for, Clarke?"

- She looks unsure then, and avoids your eyes.

- "I guess i wanted to know if the you that i knew was true."

- "It wasn't like you were truthful."

- "So it was all a lie?"

- "You lower your voice to almost a whisper. Hoping if you were quiet enough, maybe, you wouldn't feel as exposed "No, it wasn't."

- She nods and gets up to leave, but not before saying "For what it's worth, it wasn't a lie to me either."

- And she leaves you with all that conversation spiraling in you head.

- "It wasn't a lie." Your heart felt lighter.

...

Part 3

[black-dragon1998]

I was wondering if you'll consider updating lone wolf?

Hey

That is the plan. still stuck on writing the next chapter I'm afraid. Don't really know when it will be out, but I'm not abandoning this just yet.

Thanks for reading.

[bababaka]

Part 4 - Clexa x reader "headcannons"

No idea what i'm doing. Enjoy. Cause its the last one…

You can see how i was getting done with this as the end nears.

Part 3

- You were released. Yay. The problem was, being releasead by Heda? With no consequences? Oh. Opositors didn't take too kindly to that.

- You took that to your advantage. You had to lie and say that Heda should've killed you or at least torture you. She was too soft! 

- It worked. 

- not on all people, of course. After all, you were a traitor to both Heda and the Ice Nation.

- there were those who tried to kill you. To rally the crowd to execute you. 

- Most met their end in the middle of the night. Misteriously. Choked on their own blood. 

- You never left a trace. This wasn't any different. 

-  Those who were still alive and oposed to you had to be swayed by you. 

- They didn't trust you. But as you plead you could be useful, they relent. 

- And that's when your abilities come to light. 

- Sweet talking people to get information. Going unoticed as you eavesdrop om conversations. Sneaking into places you really weren't allowed to. 

- It was dangerous. Yes. But you didn't care. Your life held no value. You are just a tool to be used and discarded.

- First, to the glory of Ice Nation. Now, it was to serve your Heda. To help Lexa. To help Clarke.

-Ok. At first. You are avoing the both of them. Only talking when necessary to give reports. You try to give them to Titus or maybe Indra, though you have real chances of getting out of that harmed with the latter.

- Most people are distrusting and waring of you. It makes sense. You are a traitor. 

So. You are happy to avoid as much people as you can. 

- Neither Clarke nor Lexa lets you.

Ot3 dynamic

- Their trope is gay mess :)

- At first, it was Clarke. 

- You were outside. Layed at the ground. Staring at the stars. 

- Clarke obstruct your view, only to ask

"Youre stargazing? Do you mind if i join you?"

- You only nod. 

- She lays by your side. 

- For some minutes. You only look at the sky. Blue almost black with little points of light. Like snowflakes when they fall and the sun hits them just the right way. Demesmerizing. Sometimes you forget that winter, the cold, can be just as majestic as it is cruel and unrelenting.

- Clarke breaks your line of thought. 

- "The stars aren't nearly as pretty from the space as they are from here."

- "Really? You came from the sky, Wanheda. You are saying the sky is not beautiful?"

- "It can be." she turns her head at you. but "it doesn't compare to Earth."

- She holds her stare. This time not on the sky, but on you. And you hold your breath. Scared to break the moment. To end this. To come out of this "bubble"/dream. To think of what she means. What her shining gaze means.

- At the end, is Clarke who turns away.

- "Earth may have its flaws but it still is pretty."

- You remain silent. Still unbalanced. Still wondering and confused. 

- Clarke leaves not much longer after that. 

- And as she gives a last look, a thought comes to you unbidden.

- Her eyes are blue. Like the sky.

- It doesn't take long for Lexa to come to you. 

- It is at the end of the day. She comes to your room. Not in her Heda clothes. Just in her normal outfit. Looking achingly like the young girl she was. So soft. With so much burdens to carry. The way her shoulders were low. Her hair loose. Her eyes demure. Open. Tired.

- She wasn't there to fight. Wasn't there to manipulate you, yell at you. Punish you. 

For more that you deserved. 

- You deserved it. Her hatred, anger, pain, the guilt. And yet, there she was. In front of you. So damn vulnerable. Nothing like the unbreakable and fierce warrior. 

- Your heart squeezed in your chest. 

- You might have done anything and everything if she asked you. 

- What she does asks you, though, takes a lot out of you to comply. 

- "Why?" is what finally comes out of her mouth. 

- "Why what?"

- "i- i don't know..."

- "Why?"

- Why you tried to kill me? Why you didn't? Why you betrayed me? Why you ran? Why you still hurt me?

- "You always knew about Costia. You knew they had her. You were there."

- "...yes..."

- "Did she die well?"

- "Yes." your first instinct is to confort. To lie. 

- You weren't there when she died. But you knew it wasn't a painless or honorable death. 

- You just couldn't bring yourself to say that to Lexa. Not when she looked so damn vulnerable. Breakable.

- "Hm...."

- "I'm sorry, Lexa."

- "so am i." Again, her gaze could tear you apart. Shred your heart to pieces. More than it already was. Lexa had that power over you.

- "why didn't you kill me? You had the chance. I hesitated."

- and so did I. But that's not what she asked. She asked why. 

Why didn't you kill her? 

- "I couldn't bear the possibility of killing you. The mere thought made me sick. I thought i could get past that... That flaw. Weakness. But the time came and... I couldn't."

- There were few moments in which you are as truthful as this. You look in Lexa's eyes. Green as the forest. 

- You always loved the nature. The sky. The florest. 

-" i thought despite my inner feelings, i could push through it. I could... Do it.. 

I've come to care for you as i gotten to know you."

- You felt tears gathering behind your eyes. 

- "And i'm so sorry that i betrayed you. Your trust. I never meant to. You deserve so much more. You are so much more."

- you kneel before her. Droplets of tears streaming down your face. 

- "Lexa, you are an amazing Heda. And an incredible woman. You endured so much pain. You lost so much. And yet you stay strong, you care about your people."

- "I am sorry, Lexa. If i could go back, i would. You deserved so much more, and i just didn't give you that. I am so so sorry" 

- Lexa joins you in the ground. And hugs you.

- You felt a weight off your shoulders as you cry and your shirt gets wet with Lexa's tears.

- You get hurt or something akin to that. And Lexa gets worried alongside Clarke. 

While Clarke fawns ovr you and take care of you (<3), Lexa only watches. 

- Clarke asks you what happened.

- You very begrudginly tell briefly what happened. 

- Lexa is quick to chastise you and say you shouldn't take such risks. 

- You counter saying you got valueable information. It was worth the risk.

- She says looking you in the eye. Piercing green eyes. And stony face. But with something vulnerable in her. Soft.

"Not over your life."

- As the time progresses you see yourself spending more and more time with Wanheda and Heda.

- Sometimes separate and sometimes the three of you together. 

- Your favorite moments were when Adrien tagged along with the three of you. 

- You weren't someone that felt happy that much. 

- Life to you was bland. Meek. Grey. Blue.

- Now, though, you felt your chest light and filled with this fire. Warm and confortable. Chasing the cold away.

- One day, you were with Clarke. And for some reason, the air felt stuffed. Like a snowstorm just waiting to happen. 

- The stares lingered, and the touches were more intimate.  

- It didn't take long to Clarke to make the first move.

- You already had sex before. It wasn't that daunting of a task. 

- At the begining, you get stunned. You thought she was with Lexa.

-You seen the stares, the longing. The love. 

- you resist at the begining. Thinking of how Lexa would react. Her heart. Her trust. Broken.

- "what about Lexa?" You ask amidst moans. 

- "What about her?"

- "Won't this upset her? Aren't you together?" You were trying your very best. But Clarke had nimble fingers and a skilled mouth. You don't think you'd resist much more. 

- "Don't worry about her. She's fine."

- You don't resist anymore. You don't think you ever could with the blonde. 

- You love the squeal that leaves Clarke as you let go and throws her in the bed. 

- In the next few days, you are very wary. And watch with hawk eyes every little interaction between Clarke and Lexa. 

- You can't take it. You couldn't betray Lexa. Not again. Not like this. You needed to talk to Clarke. 

- "No. clarke. I can't."

- "I love you."

- "W-what?"

- "I love you."

- Dumbstruck. Of all the things, you never expected this. Love. 

- An inner, minor, part of you thought: Weakness.

- You were quick to extinguish that thought.

- Mostly, you were just happy. Relivied. 

- She loved you. She loves you. 

- You kiss.

- then. You stop.

- "What about Lexa?" 

- Clarke smiles, affectionate. "She knows. She's ok."

- You don't try to refute, and allow yourself to enjoy the moment of happiness.

- Doesn't take much longer for Lexa to come to you. 

- You are tense. Afraid. Fearful that you were part of something that hurt your Heda. 

-"Clarke told me you are together. Congratulations."

-you gaze at her face. Waiting to see sadness. Anger. Maybe even disgust. But no. She was normal.

-Well, indeed, when Clarke said she was fine. She was. 

-She talks about something. You know she does. You don't pay attention, though.

- You were appalled. Waiting for the disaster to happen. The guards to come. The blade to be unshelth. Her smile simmer down. Become less distracting. Her curves less attractive. Her hair was down. Her clothes were normal.

-She was a sight to behold.

- Lexa takes the initiative. Not because you didn't want to do it. But just because you wouldn't. Too afraid to do something wrong.

-you stop. Though you didn't want to. To ask. "No. Wait. What about Clarke?" 

-"She knows and agreed."

- For a moment. Fleeting. You wondered why do they always know? Why were you always the last to get that information? You weren't used to not knowing things. Secrets.

-You don't keep on that thought though. Lexa's lips were far more enticing.

-Later, with a clearer head and no pretty distractions, you wonder about your situation. 

- and as you come to the conclusion you were done being confused, angry and a bit frustrated, you call Lexa and Clarke to meet you. 

- you get everything in the open. Everyone confesses. It's cute. It's awesome. It's wholesome. Yay.

- You are officially together. Congrats. You bagged Heda and Wanheda. I would brag.

- The problem though is getting together with the two leaders? Not easy. 

- They are always stressed. Always overworked. Poor babies. 

- At some point, you learn some techniques to relax and put those two at ease. 

-They were leaders. They were the ones who'd make the shots. You were fine being in the background, just following their lead.

- Clarke has a better time dealing with her emotions. While you and Lexa tend to bottle it up.

- When the hundred get on earth, reader is 20, Lexa is 19 and Clarke is 18. (Yes, you are the oldest suck it up)

- Clarke would be your moral compass. While she understood that sacrifices and a more rough approach were needed, she tried her best to reign you two in. Most times she succeeded. Most.

- Ya'll are switches. I don't take criticism on this. It's true and that's it. Bye. 

- You hunt together. It tends to be romantic and fun.

- none of you were much of a jokester, but you find yourselves joking around each other.

-Adrien is your adopted child. Maybe Maddie comes along later. Now though it is only Adrien.

Your happiness doesn't last much. Because of course not. You were never that lucky. 

You hear from Nia and Rowan.

Those two come back.

Lexa kills Nia. Rowan becomes the king. You reunite. Cry. Bond. 

The rebels dismantle

You guys live happily.

End.

Did i edit? Tried rereading to fix errors? No. And i won't either.

If it sucks, i don't care. Bye.

I've done my part. Now y'all go write for Clexa x reader.