#mine: clarke and lexa

[forbescaroline]

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

[a-soul-with-no-king]

i'm not her, Clarke

[trikruismybitch]

Clexa Fanfics

Hey guys these are all the Clexa fanfics that i love and wanted to share!

None of these are mine and all of the fics i added are completed works unless stated otherwise

Clexa

A Different Landing by RhinoMouse ****

The drop ship was always going to have problems coming down. Unfortunately for the 100 they ended up in Ice Nation territory where the locals were far less forgiving. With all the wristbands gone and the survivors unable to contact the ark, the ark never came down. Now four years later the surviving members of the 100 have been assimilated into Nia's army. When Lexa calls for the armies of the coalition to march on the mountain Clarke finds herself leading the Ice Nation forces.

[probably one of my favorite Clexa fanfics. The writing, world building, just everything is so well written and interesting. Highly recommend]

Runners From Azgeda by ellaaa25

Clarke and Raven are sisters only one month apart in age. The day before Clarkes 9th birthday, Jaha drops a block of the ship filled with 40 people to save oxygen with no warning. Clarke and Raven are in a pod and land in Azgeda and are taken to Nia. They are beaten, tortured and broken before being trained in the fighting pits of Azgeda to win their freedom as a pair. At age 16, the sisters are still searching for freedom

The Shadow by Clexa1205

Clarke leaves Camp Jaha and ends up getting captured by Azgeda where she comes face to face with Queen Nia and an unexpected enemy. Two years later, after being blackmailed, tortured, and trained, Clarke is forged into the ultimate weapon: an assassin known as the Shadow.

The Ursa & The Heda by SweeTarts151

Spirits are a large part of grounder culture, when Clarke switches places with Finn to spare him his life and get the alliance, something happens that changes her. Changes the way the grounders and her own people look at her. (Warning torture in first chapter)

When a Fallen Star Finds a Home on the ground by LMS (LMS180)

Torn between the hate Clarke felt for this betrayer and old feelings she wished could be forgotten, Clarke made a choice. And before she could live with the consequences of her actions, life pulled her down an unforeseen path. Today the Skai princess’s story is nothing but a distant memory. One long replaced by curious whispers surrounding Azgeda’s mysterious new Heir, Klark. With a new enemy threatening the Coalition’s Western borders, the Commander had no choice but to summon the 13 clans together. As the clans begin to assemble for the upcoming war, many eagerly await the arrival of Azgeda's mysterious Winter Wolf

(my) Destruction Within Your Mouth by KL_Morgan

Clarke loses: her head, her voice, her heart.

Survivals a Fools Errand by Ebozay

Clarke is spared the same fate as her father by being sent to Earth in a drop pod, a metaphorical canary in a coal mine. All in the name of saving what is left of the human race. To her surprise and short lived excitement she finds that the ground is survivable, that she won't burn as soon as the air touches her. But the scarred and brutal people she encounters? Maybe she's a fool to think she could survive life on the ground after all

Where Green Meets Blue by Clexaisbae

Clarke left Camp Jaha, leaving behind a very confused Bellamy. She stumbles through the forest, lost and unsure of what to do but a pair of green eyes pushed her on. At night, after a close encounter with a panther, Clarke was captured by the Ice Nation and now she has to fight her way out, with only a pair of green eyes to guide her out

The White Queen Running by KL_Morgan

Clarke wakes up wearing the tattoos of the Ice Nation.

(OR: Soulmates, parallel worlds, and Ice Queen Clarke; oh my. Canon divergent from 2x16.)

Clexa Alternative Universes

Blood (Must have Blood) by LexAlexAU

Hunger Games AU

(Just a) Little of Your Love by M_E_Scribbles

Clarke Griffins back in her hometown and working her dream job, as a detective and the leader of Polis Police Department's Search and Rescue. Then she's told to take the SAR to a local kindergarten class for a safety program.

That's where she meets an interesting young girl who takes to her immediately. When adorable handmade cards start appearing at her desk. She goes to the school to thank the girl and runs into a gorgeous woman who begins to invade her thoughts.

Of Sharp Talons and Sharper Eyes by AlexielMN

Daemon AU & Azgeda!Clarke

A Day In The Life of a Demigod by soshy (Sosh_022)

Demigod AU

[thequietesthing]

yesterday 19/03 has been 10 years since The 100 came out… and i’m like how?? i’m feeling old and at the same time grateful for these 10 years of absolute crazy plot twist, never ending bellarke baiting, beautiful relationships and imaginative ways to destroy each and every world the characters set foot in

[bi-badass-geek]

"Distraction" by @sanscarte

Read Up : Ao3

[fangirllair]

I cannot remember the name of the Tiktok page where I found these but omg I cannot get over them! I CANNOT!

AI Clarke and Lexa

The creators robbed us so incredibly hard it makes my heart ACHE!

[kuekyuuq]

Fanfic Crossover Prompt?

I noticed there are way too few Clexa and Supercorp Crossover Fics...

Just hear me out, k?

Supergirl /DCTV has established parallel worlds and plenty (accidental) ways to end up in an alternative world. Time travel is also very much established (kinda sorta in both shows)

The 100 canonically even has aliens (but this would be better!)

Each ship has a "blue-eyed blonde that came from the sky (from a more scientifically advanced world)" and an "ambitious and revolutionary green('ish)-eyed brunette in a powerful position"

...with the blondes being artistically inclined and the brunettes educated strategists

Lena and Lexa may have a secret hand-shake over the whole "love is weakness" mantra (or just cooly blank-faced share a nod of mutual understanding)

Kara's cousin is named Clark and Lena's brother is named Lex (Clexa: "Oh, are they close?" - SC: "...well, they are constantly at each other's throats?")

Nia would be very confusing - especially if she's still alive, bc seeing her may give Lena a mini heart-attack

Jackson may also look vaguely familiar to Kara...

(Charlotte would prolly already be "gone"...)

There is fun to be had with the character dynamics, Lexa and Kara being the heart-eyes ones, Clarke and Lena (whilst just as infatuated) try to play things cool

Lena would have a field day with the night blood (actually, she'd need a fix to survive in the radioactive world of The 100, unless she has a magical solution at hand)

Kara could single-handedly fix the 2nd Praimfaya situation (with some guidance by Lena)

Raven and Lena prolly would hit it off rather well

by the power of fanfic even the age difference between the characters can be either reduced or ignored

or Lena and Kara become sort of mentors / advisors to Heda and Wanheda

Lexa having a sparring session with "Olympics level fencer" Lena

Kara and Clarke ooh'ing and aaah'ing at Earth's nature together

Kara getting roped into beer-pong and owning it even without using her powers, not for her skills but bc she can't get drunk

Clexa may even help a canonically supposedly "best friends" Supercorp to "see the light" (Clexa: "Uhm, guys? That is not really what best friends are for...")

Play with Lena struggling in the forest or prove herself to be actually pretty apt in her survival skills

Lena coming into Polis being all like "I can fix this up. Someone give me some paper. Kara, time to flex those muscles of yours."

Kara "accidentally" sneezing too hard and freeze-breath scaring the daylights out of Titus before baldie can screw things up

Katie Lena in a more medieval leathery get-up!!!!

Kara on a horsey!! (or floating next to the group riding, cooing at the animals)

Both Kara and Lena having experience with "adults" and their schemes and politics messing things up, spot signs early and help Clexa take care of Pike et others...

Eventually (after saving their world) Lena finding the energy signatures below polis of the portal-thingy, figuring the puzzle out in 3.7 seconds and rewiring it to send them back home...

...and so. much. more!

But, really, it can go anyway you'd like:

Fun and light, or more serious and angsty; a whole fix-it for The 100 or set anywhen you want, pre-Kara's identity reveal (s3'ish?) or post-finale (witch!Lena ?); innocent or smut; SC just being the "little helpers" or ultimate heroes; lovey-dovey or tension-filled Clexa; powering down Kara somehow or just letting her be her super-charged self; a short adventure or a novel-sized tale...

Please, dear authors, feel inspired! ö.ö

[cinnamonglaive]

After Lexa died Clarke should’ve gotten with Murphy, he was the only one who matched her freak and like. machinations.

[lexa-griffins]

I'm surprised that noble alphas have to remain pure and virgins until they're married. I love this dynamic change! How do Ontari and Costia court Lexa? Is Clarke always present during these dates?

Thank you, im trying to play with the dynamics and functions of this society. I am not going for a religious reason, it is more so to guarantee no bastard children as an omega and their children deserve the undivided attention of their mate - emotionally and financially, omegas dont work because carrying children and raising them, one, two or ten, is seen as the most important job so alphas must provide for everything else (in noble households).

Courting tends to be a lot of showing their dedication to Lexa, so while Lexa can be courted by different alphas at once so she may choose the best one, Costia and Ontari can only court Lexa, which will "weed out" any noble alphas that are clearly not desired by unmated omegas overtime... peer review am i right?!? Shsjdj. But the courting is a lot of showing the family possessions and their fields of work, trying to show their grace and knowledge of dancing, literature, etc.

Clarke is present on most of these dates although she slowly starts to dislike them. At first its fun to see these two alphas try so hard to impress Lexa who is hard to impress by nature. Lexa asks her about them and Clarke likes to make fun of them in private and laugh about their attempts of seducing the omega Clarke knows loves her. But as some of the dates are clearly showing Lexa's favorite (Costia, although her parents favor Ontari. Physically Ontari would give Lexa strong pups, Clarke has confirmed she's bigger than Costia and her work is much more valuable to Lexa family although Lexa much prefers to talk with Costia as she is sweeter and more charming and genuinely looks to like Lexa), Clarke will sometimes be asked to leave because she is clearly showing in her scent how hostile she is towards Costia and Lexa cannot have that. Its tricky becaude its clear Clarke wants to be there due to her protectiveness over Lexa but at the same time she despises having to spend time with the woman that will take Lexa away from her. She only takes solace in the fact that by the time Lexa is mated and has her first child with Costia she'll be long dead.... which :c Lexa hates when Clarke reminds her of that.

[fangirlinghardoverfiction]

I’ve had this unrelenting urge to see Clarke Griffin as Sailor Moon. I need a Fanfic about Clarke being sent down to from the Moon and she’s from the kingdom of Silver Ark. Trusted with the duty to make a planetary alliance with the Earth. Lexa Kom Trikru, falls madly in love for the Lunar Warrior and when Clarke is confident in her ability to trust the Earth Commander and her people, she reveals the profound power that the Moon Princess possesses.

[countrymusiclover]

4 - Beginning to Bond

Part 5

Star Crossed Enemies

My body twitched slightly while I was asleep against one of the cave walls until I felt a rough hand shaking me harshly by the shoulder.  The voice nit entirely familiar causing me to draw out a dagger and push it against the person's neck.  “Cassio, wake up.  Cassio  - Cass - it's me.  It's Bellamy.” 

“What were you trying to do, kill me in my sleep?” I glared at him waiting for his response before I ever would lower the weapon. 

“You were screaming in your sleep.  I had one of the other people in my camp have nightmares so I knew it was better to wake up more than let you suffer.” 

I shifted my gaze to meet his deep gaze.  “How old is the person that has nightmares?” 

“She’s just a kid.  Maybe 10 or 11.  Her name is Charlotte.” He explained softly to me. 

Lowering the dagger from his throat I blinked back some tears thinking back to my childhood.  My mom did the best she could but she still always favored Clarke.  Considering she was now down here something really bad must have happened up on the Ark to drop them a down here.  

Clicking my tongue I sent him a weak smile appreciating the gesture.  “Thank you for waking me.  Most of the time I just drag myself out of my nightmares with little relief when I wake up for the first five minutes.” 

“I'm sorry.  That sounds horrible.” 

Shrugging my shoulders I sniffed feeling some tears trying to slip out. “I've been through much worse.  So it's just my life.” 

Grounders don't show weaknesses 

Lexa would be disappointed I was beginning to share information with him.  But she wasn't here.  She wasn't being held prisoner, I was.  I wouldn't disclose our secrets but I could share some of mine.  

“I know we don't know each other but maybe we can start to.  The fog doesn't seem to be clearing anytime soon and I don't really want to burn to death in an attempt to make it back to camp.” He leaned back against the cold cave wall sitting beside me where we saw the green fog still lingering on the outside of the shelter we had found for ourselves. 

Hugging my knees to my chest I raised my brows.  “Are you meaning like a 20 question game?” 

“If you're up to it.  Yeah I am.” He replied pointing at me.  “Ladies first.” 

Biting my lip I paused thinking I should start with basic things.  “What’s your favorite color?” 

“Green.” 

“Mine is orange.” 

The older boy shifted his focus onto me.  “Did you have any friends growing up?” 

“Not really.  There’s a major reason why and it has to do with my relationship with one of people’s doctors.  But anyway I had basically one that is still my best friend.  Her name is - was Glass.” 

Bellamy raised a brow staring at me curiously.  “Describe her to me.” 

“Um, it’s been a while but she - she had blonde hair and blue eyes from what I can remember.” I scratched the side of my head thinking back on the last time I saw her.  “Why do you want to know?”

He responded back to me.  “Because I bumped into her before I got on the dropship and she didn’t.” 

“Wait a minute.  Are you saying that she’s still on the Ark?  She’s up there with those assholes.” I clutched my hands into fists in my lap unsure if I should feel anger or relief that they didn’t float her for getting pregnant as a teenager. 

The older Blake sibling blinked his eyes a few times not saying a word.  He wasn’t sure what to say back to the grounder in front of him.  He rubbed the back of his neck avoiding her gaze.  “I guess so.  I’m sorry for that.” 

“Don’t be.  You saw an opportunity and she saw her own.  That’s how survival works.” 

Bellamy softly nodded his head in agreement.  “Down here.  Weakness is death.  Fear is death.” 

“So - what about you, Sky boy.  What did you like to do up on the dying space station?” I cleared my throat, breaking the very heavy and intense silence that had fallen between us and the cave air. 

“Growing up my  mother taught me about Augustus who was a former Roman emperor.  He had a sister named and that’s how my sister got her name.  So I’ve always and still do love Mythology.” 

I laughed wishing I didn’t like where my name came from after how my mother treated me but I couldn’t help it.  “Do you wanna know my full name because nobody down here knows it.” 

“You’d tell me that.  Why do I get such an honor?” Bellamy asked me. 

Biting my lip I found myself beginning to think there was more to him then just an arrogant and rude leader of the Sky People I once knew.  “I’m not sure yet.  Now do you want to know it or not.  You’ve only got a limited chance before I change my mind.” 

“Tell me, Grounder Girl.” He responded seeing me send him a glare and so he added on the end a please. 

“Cassiopeia.  A cluster of stars in the sky.” 

Tears welled in my eyes hearing my full name come from someone else’s lips other than my mothers.  The way my name sounded from his lips was music to my ears.  “Cassiopeia. But you shorten it by going by Cassio. It all makes sense now.” 

“Yep.” I nodded, clicking my tongue against my lips. 

Bellamy shrugged his shoulders, coming up with a new nickname for me that I hadn’t heard before.  “How about I call you Cassie instead of grounder girl from now on hmm?” 

“I’d like that, Bellamy.” 

The next morning we made our way out of the cold cave and into the woods with the sun barely rising over the trees so it was still dark unless you were walking up in the mountain range.  

The silence that fell between me and the 100 leader wasn’t as awkward or intense as it had been before we had spent the night in that cave.  I wasn’t entirely sure what had formed between us but it was definitely something. 

“So are you going to chain me up when we get back to camp?” I questioned sparing the boy a glance walking directly beside him. 

Bellamy paused before giving his response.  “Yes.  I need to establish some control over the teenagers in my camp.  But with good behavior from you I might lower how many hours you’re locked up if that makes sense.” 

“I understand - get down.” I sharply cried tackling his larger body with my smaller one seeing a spiked tree limb coming down onto us meaning we must have snagged a hidden trap wire somewhere. 

Bellamy grunted from the impact raising his head watching me hovering above his body.  “Cassie! —- nice save.” He blinked seeing the spikey tree a few steps behind us where we were laying on the ground. 

“You’re welcome.” I breathed out in relief knowing my best friend was probably having an easier life than I was right now. 

The Ark 

Glass and mother were simply eating dinner in their apartment complex until they heard a knock at the door.  Glass got up from her chair going to answer the door and was met with Vice Chancellor Marcus Kane.  “Ms. Sorenson.  I need to speak with you about something important if you have time.” 

“Can I know what this is about, sir.  She’s done nothing wrong.” Sonja, her mother came up behind her entering the conversation.  Her mother knew that her daughter wasn’t supposed to still be on the space station but she was.  Now they were just worried they’d try to send her down to the ground like originally planned. 

He responded with his hands in his pockets.  “I’m aware of that, ma’am.” 

“Then why are you here?  What do you want with my daughter if you pardoned her?” Sonja glared at the councilman. 

Kane shook his head.  “I’m not here to arrest her.  I simply need to talk to her about someone.” 

“Who would I know that you need information on so badly?” Glass made a very confused face. 

The vice chancellor replied.  “Cassiopeia Rhodes.  Now may I please come in so we can discuss this privately?” 

“Come in.” Sonja stepped aside but he waited for Glass to move before he stepped inside and locked the door behind himself so no one walking bye would hear what they were about to say. 

[a-soul-with-no-king]

Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies

[unchartedcloud]

Killing Strangers - Chapter 8

John Wick/Modern Assassin AU

TW: Graphic (canon-typical) violence, alcohol mention

Rating: E

A Clextober 2024 update, based on the theme "Ghouls' Night Out". Happy Halloween, Clexakru!

No more of his allies come pouring through the shattered plate glass, and any civilian in the area is long gone. It's going to be a hell of a mess to clean up, with bullets and blood and broken glass everywhere, not to mention the witnesses…but that isn't her problem right now. Right now she crunches through said glass, falls into the bar chair next to Clarke, and drops the stolen Sig in front of her with a clatter. "Seems more your speed than mine," she mutters. Clarke hums in acknowledgement. “That was quite the show.” Somehow, in all the chaos of the last few minutes, Clarke Griffin has managed to spill nary a drop of her still mostly full martini. Lexa is momentarily mesmerized as she retrieves the garnish, taps it on the side of the glass, and pulls an olive off the toothpick with her teeth. “Tough night?” "About as expected," Lexa answers, channeling what would otherwise be a groan of pain into a sigh through her nose as she rotates her shoulder. "Target had friends. Do you know the SAC test?" When Lexa looks up Clarke’s head is cocked to the side, eyes slightly narrowed. “What makes you think I know what that is?” "You know enough about setting bones to do it in an airshaft. You know how to triage a knife wound, and there's a caduceus staff hidden in the flowers tattooed on your back." Under any other circumstances, the wide-eyed surprise that wipes the vaguely smug smile still lingering in the corners of her mouth off Clarke's face would be a cause for deep satisfaction. But at the moment, Lexa is too preoccupied setting her teeth against the pain radiating up her arm. "You have medical training. Do you know the SAC test or not?" Clarke opens her mouth—then closes it. Sighs. “Yes, I know it. Got five minutes?” Lexa snorts. “I’ve got all night.”

Read on Ao3.

[reallygroovyninja]

Another prompt. Omega Lexa feels her baby kicking for the first time and she's overjoyed. She's nervous about sharing this with Clarke because they're technically not together but she really wants to share the news with someone

Lexa sat in her cozy apartment in Boston, the afternoon light filtering through the windows and casting a warm glow on the room. She was nestled in her favorite chair, a law textbook resting on her lap. The text was complex, but she was determined to push through, knowing how important learning this was. 

Suddenly, she felt a gentle flutter in her abdomen, a sensation unlike anything she had experienced before. Her heart skipped a beat, and she placed a hand on her belly, her law textbook momentarily forgotten. 

"Hey there, little one," she whispered softly, a smile spreading across her face. "Is that you moving around in there?" 

The fluttering continued, a series of gentle, almost playful movements. Lexa closed her eyes, savoring the moment, feeling a deep connection to the life growing inside her. 

"You must be excited," she murmured, her voice filled with tenderness. "I can't wait to meet you, you know. You've already made my world so much brighter." 

She chuckled softly, imagining what her future would be like with the baby. "I wonder what you'll be like. Will you have my determination? Your other mom's strength? Whoever you are, I know you're going to be amazing." 

The fluttering seemed to respond to her words, and Lexa felt a swell of emotion. She rested her hand gently on her belly, feeling the warmth and life beneath her fingertips. 

"Just know that I'm here, and I love you already," she said, her voice filled with love and promise. "We'll get through this together, one step at a time." 

Lexa sat there for a while longer, talking to her baby and feeling the fluttering movements. In that moment, surrounded by her books and the quiet hum of her apartment, she felt a profound sense of peace and joy. 

The flutter she had felt earlier, a gentle reminder of the life growing inside her, made everything feel more real. Clarke was thousands of miles away at Stanford, deeply engrossed in med school, just as Lexa was in law school. They had agreed to break up to focus on their futures, believing it was the right thing to do. But now, everything seemed uncertain. 

Lexa placed her law textbook on the coffee table and ran a hand through her hair, her mind a whirl of emotions. She knew she had to tell Clarke about the pregnancy. Clarke, who was not just the sire, but someone she had shared dreams and plans with. 

"I need to tell her," Lexa whispered to herself, feeling the weight of the decision. "She has a right to know. We need to figure this out together." 

She picked up her phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she scrolled to Clarke's contact. The distance felt more significant now, but she couldn't let it stop her. Taking a deep breath, she tapped the screen to start a video call. The phone rang, each second stretching out painfully. 

Finally, Clarke's familiar face appeared on the screen, a concerned look on her face. "Lexa? Is everything okay?" 

Lexa's heart pounded in her chest. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words tangled in her throat. "Clarke, I... there's something... I need to tell you..." 

Clarke's eyes widened slightly, her concern deepening. "Lexa, take your time. What's going on?" 

Lexa took another deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I... I felt the baby move today. Our baby. I'm pregnant, Clarke. You're the sire. And I... I didn't know how to tell you, and I know we agreed to... but I couldn't... and now everything's..." 

The words came out in a jumble, her emotions spilling over. Clarke's expression shifted from concern to shock, and then to something softer, more understanding. 

"Lexa, slow down," Clarke said gently. "I think I understand. You're pregnant, and you're saying it's mine." 

Lexa nodded, tears stinging her eyes. "Yes. We agreed to break up, to focus on our studies, but now... I don't know what to do, Clarke.I didn’t want to hide it any longer. You deserved to know." 

Clarke took a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination. "Lexa, I know we're far apart, but we'll find a way to make this work. I'm here for you, and for our baby." 

Lexa and Clarke continued talking, their conversation filled with tentative plans and reassurances. Clarke’s voice was steady and calming, and Lexa found herself holding onto every word, feeling a bit more anchored. 

"I know this is a lot, Lexa," Clarke said, her face a mixture of concern and determination. "But we’ll figure it out. I promise. For now, get some rest. We’ll talk more in the morning, okay?" 

Lexa nodded, a small smile forming on her lips despite the whirlwind of emotions inside her. "Okay, Clarke. Thank you. It means a lot to me." 

"Goodnight, Lexa. Try to get some sleep," Clarke said softly. 

"Goodnight, Clarke," Lexa replied, ending the call with a deep breath. She placed her phone on the nightstand and climbed into bed, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Clarke’s reassurance had eased some of her fears, and she allowed herself to drift off to sleep, exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster. 

The next morning, Lexa was woken by a knock at her door. She blinked groggily, her mind still fuzzy from sleep. As the knocking continued, she got up and made her way to the door, wondering who it could be so early. 

When she opened the door, her breath caught in her throat. Standing there, with her bags  and a determined look on her face, was Clarke. 

"Clarke?" Lexa’s voice was a mix of surprise and confusion. "What are you doing here?" 

Clarke dropped her bags and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Lexa in a tight embrace. "I couldn’t stay away," she said, her voice muffled against Lexa’s shoulder. "I don’t care about the distance or our plans. I need to be with you, Lexa. We’ll figure everything out together." 

Lexa felt tears well up in her eyes as she hugged Clarke back, the reality of the situation sinking in. "You’re really here," she whispered, pulling back slightly to look at Clarke’s face. 

Clarke nodded, her eyes bright with determination and love. "Yes, I’m here. And I’m not going anywhere. We’re in this together." 

Lexa smiled through her tears, relief and happiness washing over her. "I’m so glad you’re here," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. 

Clarke cupped Lexa’s face in her hands, her gaze unwavering. "We’ll face this together, Lexa. No matter what." 

As they stood there in the doorway, holding each other close, Lexa felt a sense of hope and certainty she hadn’t felt in a long time. Clarke was here, and together, they could face anything. 

[eternalreignblog]

I wanna read how your Clarke would fuck Lexa in plow pose since you enjoyed mine so much

I can't compete with your Yoga Lexa x Surfer Clarke AU, that was hot as fuck 🥵🥵🔥🔥.

Buy anyway, here's my attempt

This would definitely be Locker Room AU Clexa. During one of their usual late night workouts with the gym to themselves, Lexa doing some casual yoga while Clarke lifts weights.

Eventually, Lexa starts getting horny so she decides it's time to goad Clarke into fucking her. She starts off with downward dog and other poses that mean she can show off her ass in tight leggings, conveniently pointed in Clarke’s direction.

She teases for a while before Clarke eventually snaps, and it's while Lexa's in the plow pose that she senses Clarke’s approach.

Looking up from her position on her back, legs over her head and ass high in the air, Lexa smirks at the look of pure lust on Clarke's face, and the noticeable bulge in her gym shorts.

"How long can you hold that pose for?" Clarke says as she drops a hand into her shorts, fisting her cock as she stares lustfully at Lexa.

"Not long, but I need your cock in me, now," Lexa pleads, wiggling her butt enticingly.

Answering with a growl, Clarke dives in, not even bothering to take Lexa's leggings off, just ripping a hole in the crotch. As usual, Lexa isn't wearing underwear, so Clarke is blessed with a direct view of her drenched pussy, begging to be fucked.

Haphazardly shoving her shorts just far enough down to free her dick, Clarke lines up and slides into Lexa's cunt, both letting out noises of relief as Clarke bottoms out.

"God, I need you fast and hard, Clarke. Fuck me," Lexa begs, hoping she had the stamina to hold the position long enough to get off.

"Fuck, as you wish," Clarke says as she plants her feet wide, gripping Lexa's thighs as she sets of a blistering pace.

"Ahhh ooooo uhhhhhh mmmmphhhh," are the only noises Lexa is capable of as she is unceremoniously pounded into the mat.

"Oh fuck, Lexa. not gonna last. So fucking hot," Clarke manages to grunt out as she slams her hips into Lexa's.

The empty gym is filled with wet slapping sounds as Clarke chases her pleasure, Lexa holding on for dear life as she got exactly what she asked for, and some.

It's filthy, it's dirty and utterly fucking wild but Lexa can't get enough of Clarke looking so damn powerful jackhammering into her.

Rhythmic slap, slap, slap echoes around them as Clarke's breathing gets heavier and her grip gets tighter on Lexa's thighs.

"Oh, fuck. Gonna cum, can't hold it," Clarke’s thrusts are becoming erratic as she closes in on her orgasm.

"Cum in me!" Lexa cries, muscles aching as she holds on, wanting Clarke to cum so she could release the pose.

"Ah, ah, ahhhhhhhh," Clarke groans out as she buries herself, filling Lexa with her cum. She slides to the mat in exhaustion, Lexa falling out of the pose with her as her legs spread to wrap around Clarke.

"That was so fucking hot, Lexa," Clarke says, face to face now thay have ended up in the missionary position on the gym floor. "But I know you didn't cum," she says with a wink before descending down Lexa's fatigued body to eat her out.

Feeling Clarke’s tongue on her clit and the memories of the fucking she just gave her meant Lexa was cumming very quickly, gushing over Clarke’s tongue as she climaxed.

They lie there for a few minutes recovering before remembering where they are, dashing off to the locker room to clean up.

[fangirllair]

Clarke kom Skaikru as Moon Princess I cannot get this idea out of my head and it’s BOTHERING ME but all that I’m writing is GARBAG!!!!