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clexmas23 · 5 months

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Hey Everyone!

7 days of Clexmas will begin on the 17th of December and end on the 23rd this year, so get ready!

Reblog or send this post out to anyone you think will enjoy it!

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

7 Days of Clexmas: This will be 7 days of Christmas/Holiday/Winter-themed posts. Reblog Share Repeat! Send out ideas/prompts to your favorite writers and artists! Don’t forget to tag!

Clexmas23 #7DaysofClexa

Dec. 17 - Day 1: Basically A Hallmark Movie Dec. 18 - Day 2: Naughty or Nice Dec. 19 - Day 3: Under the Mistletoe Dec. 20 - Day 4: Snowed In Dec. 21 - Day 5: Winter Wonderland Dec. 22 - Day 6: Spiked Eggnog Dec. 23 - Day 7: Free Day

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hedawanheda · 1 year

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#clexa #clarke griffin #clarke x lexa #commander lexa #clexa fanfics #clexa crack

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1-dum-bitch · 1 year

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So you're mildly interested in The 100 but it's garbage and you just want the goods of fanfic?

said no one ever. but here we go

Cheater article

1900s : Mount Weather Emergency Operations center is constructed in the Blue Ridge Mountains in the United States as a military bunker.

2051 : Scientist Dr. Becca Franco, created an AI A.L.I.E. (Applied Lucent Intelligence Emulator), but turns out the AI is a eugenicist and subscribes to the thought of overpopulation, and that the greatest threats to humans (the mystery she was created to solve) is humans. Franco shuts that shit down. She retreats to her personal space station, Polaris, to continue studying, where she created a new A.I. dubbed A.L.I.E. 2 (and only compatible with a special blood compound she also created, called nightblood)

2052 : A.L.I.E. launches a worldwide nuclear strike to “save the human race” due to its calculation that there were “too many people.” She set out to solve the world’s overpopulation problem by eliminating enough of the human race to save the rest.

2054 : October 1st, the first Unity Day. 13 separate space stations from 12 separate nations (plus Franco’s) are trying to ride out the apocalypse that’s happening on the surface. The 12 stations are way too sus about Franco and how she made ALIE and Alpha Station shoots Polaris down. With her fall, the remaining 12 join as one and create The Ark - the supposed last bastion of human survivors.

PYSCH. Franco didn’t die with the rest of her station, she jettisoned in a little pod, shot up with Nightblood and having shoved ALIE 2.0 into the back of her neck at her brain stem (ALIE 2 being an implanted AI to better understand human emotions, unlike its predecessor who was a stand alone AI). She crashes to earth with the rest of the superhuman blood- i mean, nightblood, and tries to help the ppl who survived on the surface (everyone in space thought everyone else died). Her story becomes the legend of the First Commander and her technology becomes the foundation of the Grounder society, with the Nighblood passing through Grounders. A.L.I.E. 2.0 becomes "The Flame," a chip passed down and implanted through the generations of Grounder leaders called Commanders, which contains the memories of all Commanders before them.

2100-2149 : On the Ark, Abigail Griffin, Marcus Kane, Thelonius Jaha, Charles Pike are born and live in humanity's post-apocalyptic society in space.

The generation below them also grows up on the Ark, including Clarke Griffin, Bellamy and Octavia Blake, Monty Green, Raven Reyes, John Murphy, Jasper Jordan, Harper McIntyre, Finn Collins, Nathan Miller, and Wells Jaha, all of whom will make their way to Earth at the start of the series with the Delinquents.

On Earth, the Grounders become the descendants of Earth's human survivors, developing new languages, faith, and customs foreign to the pre-apocalypse world. 12 Grounder Clans emerge, as well as societies of nomadic grounders.

OK done with the condensed and relevant version of that article, now to the important plot.

Clarke is MC

Mom: Abby, head of medical clinic

Dad: Jake, head of engineering or smn

Chancellor: Thelonius Jaha

Wells: Chancellor’s son, clarke’s bff

Because they’re all part of the Elite Alpha Station, they don’t get a lot of acceptance from the others that are essentially considered lower class by default, so they tend to band together very clichishly

There are limited resources on the Ark, obvs, so shit like one kid only rule, food rations, recycling of goods (like clothes), etc. That also means that all “crimes” are super detrimental and get you floated… into space. Death penalty style. Unless you’re a minor, then you get incarcerated until you’re 18 when you go through a revision and maybe you’re let back into populace or maybe they float you anyway

So

Jake finds out the Ark’s oxygen scrubbing system is in catastrophic failure. Like not just a little glitch but full failing. And there’s nowhere to run in space, so he tells Abby and suggests they tell everyone so everyone can be in on the decision of what to do moving forward. Abby is hesitant, and they bring it up to Jaha (Thelonius is Jaha, Wells is Wells) who immediately shoots it down - mass panic and all that. Jake still presses that they should Let The People Know and while that who whatever is going down, Clarke hears her dad talking about it. She stresses over it, confides in Wells about it, and then her father is floated for treason (recording a video he intended to release to the public about the failure). She is 17 and so they toss her in the Skybox (juvy) but gen pop gets visitation with the outside, so they put her in solitary for the rest of her sentence so she can’t blab.

Just before her 18th (revision hearing anticipated), guards bust in and haul her out. She flips, thinking they’re floating her early, probably starting in the Skybox to save on oxygen. But no, she sees her mom for a sec and she explains they’re sending down the kids in a dropship to test if earth is safe. It’s not projected to be for another few generations, but clarke knows there’s a time crunch. she knows the real why. They zap her and she wakes up on the dropship, descent already starting, and there’s… Wells? Goody Two Shoes Chancellor’s Son? the only other person she told about her dad. wtf yanno. He confesses to her he got arrested to get sent down on the Dropship with her. ok but didn’t you sell out her dad? Question Mark?

They have monitoring cuffs to relay their vitals to the Ark to see just how toxic earth is now. There’s supposed to be a radio but it gets fried in the rough landing. They go out and WOW EARTH! But they were supposed to be dropped on Mount Weather, uninhabited maybe, but should still be stocked with pre-war goodies. they’re also horny, stupid, delinquent teens so they just start dicking around and taking off their wristbands (fuck the Ark, they don’t get to know about us, they sent us on a suicide mission) and clarke is like. Hello? The Ark is dying. Pissbaby (Bellamy Blake) is like so what. Whatever the hell we want. And clarke is like uhhhhh do you know farming like the aptly named Farm Station? Do you know medicine? Tell me what you do know. Oh right, you were training to be a guard to keep your sister (a second child *gasp*) safe, you both got caught, she was iced, you got demoted to a janitor, and then the head of the guards was like “shoot jaha and i’ll get you on that dropship” and so you did. What a Big Bad Boy. boring. But he knows how to appeal to the rest of the delinquents, and so he’s effective.

So they try to actually survive (food, water, shelter, under clarke’s direction mostly) because maybe they don’t hate everyone on the Ark. clarke gets some of them to head out towards mount weather, just to see what they could benefit from. but on their way there, one of them gets speared. Holy shit there are people living on the ground! And then the rest of them get their ass in gear and try to actually survive. people start dying, surprise surprise, they get panicked by the threat of people already established on the land they were told was their birthright and by the fact that they’re woefully underprepared. also Super Charming Space Walker Finn is hitting on clarke and she’s kinda into it because wow. hormones. there’s also this acid fog that rolls through sometimes and boils the skin off their bones.

One time, she’s running from it with Finn and Wells and they find an old, mostly buried car to hide out in.

Canonically, she hops in with them to flirt and brood and drink.

Canonically, she goes with them back to the rest of the delinquents and the Dropship.

Canonically, she is Skaikru (the Grounder word for People Of The Sky) and is treated as such.

But also like. Canon is garbage anyway

And instead, we were gifted with KL Morgan

And KL Morgan gifted us with Destruction

And then for more canonical aus, we have KL Morgan (again ofc) with The Lay of the Looking Glass Land - it does take up further into canon so this blurb wouldn't be sufficient

#clexa #clexa fic recs #clexa fanfics

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blu3haw4 · 6 months

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We can cry together because I cried while writing the story.

Duuuudeee (gender neutral) I was NOT ready for that

Through the first couple of line i was like "where's Clarke?" And then i thought "oh, maybe they meet in the after life" and then you started with her life and i- 😭😭😭

Uncalled for 😠 lol

Thought genuinely, great writing, awesome idea, thanks for sharing 💖💖💖💖

#reallygroovyninja #asks #clexa #clexa fanfics #clextober 2023 #clextober #clextober 23 #i wish i had time to write something 😔

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wishingformoredogs · 4 months

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I will not be silenced.

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dsalinaplays · 5 months

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Ngl I'd actually like to see how much I've read this year.

#gay #swan queen #carol aird #clexa #wayhaught #wynonna earp #ouat #a03 #ao3 fanfic #fanfics #baldur's gate 3 #lady dimitrescu #fanfiction

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ivetried27nameswhataboutthis1 · 1 year

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fanfic at its core

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clexaweekofficial · 4 months

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Clexaweek2024 ~ a free for all~

This year for Clexaweek, rather than assigning themes to the days, it's a free for all. Post whatever you want! Create something new, or update a Work in Progress. Share and support each other's work, leave comments, share fic recs and reblog your favorite art. Post on March 3rd!

If you would like to make something new and want a theme - you can send me an ask for a prompt idea, or feel free to check out years worth of prompts here.

Guidelines for posting here.

To view previous clexaweeks, here's a link.

Have a great 2024!

#Clexa #Clarke x Lexa #Clexa fic #Clexa art #Clexa fanfic #Clexa fanart #Clexa fanvid #Clexakru #clarke/lexa #clarklexa #Clexaweek #Clexaweek2024 #Clexaweek24

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dysco-lymonade · 5 months

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My wife made this for me lmao

#clexa #clexa fanfic #lexa kom trikru

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hd-junglebook · 3 months

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RISS' NAVIGATION

I'm Riss. I write for all the men I am currently obsessed with so this page will get longer and longer till I grow up and stop fantasizing about boys I can't have.

Message me to be added to the tag list or to ask me some stupid questions!!

Game of Thrones

From Beyond the Wall

Jon Snow X Free Folk Reader

Rumors begin to spread amongst the wildlings of a growing darkness in the far north, whispers of an ancient evil stirring beyond the Wall. As sightings White Walkers increase, panic grips the wildling camps. They journey southward, they encounter fierce resistance from the Night's Watch and the wilding Princess realizes danger lies not in the conflict with the black brothers, but in the imminent threat from the north.

Part 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

The 100 - Link Here

The Pregnancy Series -

Link Here

Luke Hughes

I have recently fallen in love with ALL THREE brothers. So this is Luke’s masterlist.

Link here

Jack Hughes

He has his own separate one now because he is a special man.

Link here

Quinn Hughes

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clexmas23 · 7 months

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Clextober is NEAR!

Let’s celebrate all things Clexa and one of the best seasons of the year!

We’re talking fanart, fanvids, fanfics, mood boards, photo manipulations, videos, fic recs, TikToks, the works. You don’t have to participate every day but it would be amazing if you did. You can pick one, or three, or any combo you would like. Listed below are a few ideas to get your creativity going, but they are by no means strict guidelines. You do you, boo! 👻

Remember to tag #Clextober23, #7DaysofClexa, and #(day/prompt) when posting.

Example: #Clextober23 #7DaysofClexa #Day4 #Day4: Magical Nights, and of course, any other tags you’d like to add.

Day 1 - Spirit Week A typical spirit week happens during the fall months and is designed to spark joy, creativity, and happiness in any school campus or place of work.

Day 2 - Pumpkin Spice & Everything Nice Pumpkin patches, pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin carving, pumpkin spice candles, all things pumpkins!

Day 3 - Annual Fall Festival Craft fairs, apple picking, pumpkin patches, sweater weather, corn mazes, baking, bonfires, hayrides!

Day 4 - Magical Nights Witches, warlocks, black cats, spells, potions, broomsticks, candles, curses, and magic is definitely one way you can take this. Or you could have just a magical night under the stars with the woman you love.

Day 5 - The Other Side The other side of what?! Are we talking about Spirits and the afterlife or are we talking about seeing a beautiful woman on the other side of the street?

Day 6 - Vampires to Werewolves Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, graveyards, aliens, beasts, Frankenstein, demons, creatures, etc.!

Day 7 - Free Day On Halloween, it’s FREE DAY!

Didn’t see a theme that you wanted? Missed a day but now you suddenly have a brilliant idea? Today’s YOUR day.

If you need any more suggestions/inspiration, send me an ask. I’ll try my best to give you ideas, or you can always make a post for my friends and/or followers to come up with clever things for you

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tiny-pun · 9 months

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Regrets

B: Just tell me: Do you have regrets? About that night ? A: Yes. A: I have many regrets. For not holding you closer. For not cupping your face more gently, like you wanted me to. For asking but not responding. For not making sure, you knew how good you were to me. For making it about me, when i should have made it about us. But most of all I regret not telling you how glad I am that it was you. That it is you.

#sterek #destiel #writing prompt #fanfic prompt #newtmas #coldflash #supercorp #drarry #catradora #xicheng #fengqing #hualian #clexa #swanqueen #hannigram #wayhaught #kimchay

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clexa-surrogacy-au · 3 months

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Between Our Love

Chapter 10: Fifteen Seconds

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

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

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

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

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

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#surprise #surprise update #Clexa #Clexa fic #Clarke x Lexa #Clexa fic update #Clexa fanfic #Clexa fanfiction #Clarke/Lexa #Clexa surrogacy au #BOL

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missingthemantaray · 25 days

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i love you, blurbs, i love you, one-shots, i love you, half-baked ideas, i love you, ramblings, i love you, headcanons, i love you, creations no matter how small, unfinished, unedited, unrefined, i love you, collaborative, brave, and beautiful writers, everything you offer is a gift no one should expect.

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butmakeitgayblog · 7 months

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Medusa and The Blind Woman

Part I

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She crashes in on an easterly wave.

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

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

It's all become so painfully predictable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Gods damn it all!"

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

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

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

Or. Captor.

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

In its place is a boat.

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

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

Well.

This is certainly not what she had expected.

Because…

She's blonde.

Her apparent assassin is blonde.

And a woman.

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

In fact, this assassin is downright dainty.

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#clexa #clexa fanfic #clarke griffin #commander lexa #clexa fanfiction #read on ao3 #hope y'all like it ok 😬

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hedawanheda · 3 months

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no body, no crime

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

Neither are aware that they are dating each other.

or

a clexa serial killer/necromancer au

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#clexa #clexa au #clexa crack #no body no crime #necromancer au #clarke griffin #commander lexa #lexa kom trikru #clexa fanfic #clarke x lexa #modern clexa #clexa fanfiction #my fic

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