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strippergirldrunk · 1 year
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Hello! I recall there being a fic with Anya being deaf, I want to say it’s called ‘hello’ or something and I can’t seem to find it. I THINK the author had ‘scribbles’ in their name, does anyone have a link or know what I’m talking about?
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dontcha-wanheda · 6 months
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Day 7 - Free Day Happy Halloween everyone!
Scream
A year after the murder of her mother, Clarke is terrorized by a masked killer who targets her and her friends by using scary movies as part of a deadly game.
Scream 2
Two years after the first series of murders, as Clarke acclimates to college life, someone donning the Ghostface costume begins a new string of killings.
Scream 3
While Clarke and her friends visit the Hollywood set of Stab 3, the third film based on the Woodsboro murders, another Ghostface killer rises to terrorize them.
In addition, the Scream 1 movie trailer @eris223 and I collaborated on a while back.
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redhairedwolfwitch · 1 year
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The 100 Masterlist
Hell is Empty - AU
Raven Reyes
Seventeen Sweater Weather (Sea Mechanic x Reader)
Anya Kom Trikru
Anya's Sky Girl Wasted Youth - Modern!AU Protective Family - Griffin!Sister!Reader Snow - S1-S2!AU Home - Modern!AU Wanna Be Missed - Modern!AU Can You Hold Me - Modern!AU Still Into You - Modern/University!AU
Luna Kom Floukru
Boat Girl - Modern!AU Sweater Weather (Sea Mechanic x Reader)
Octavia Blake
Butterfly Girl - Octavia Blake xFem!Reader Second Children - Octavia Blake x Finn Collins!Sister!Reader Soulmate au New Beginnings
Domestic Life Modern!University!Au - Lexa kom Trikru x reader x Clarke Griffin
Lexa Kom Trikru
Sister Responsibilities - Lexa kom Trikru x Octavia Blake Twin!Sister!Reader
Injuries - Lexa kom Trikru x fem!reader
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notelcol · 4 months
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Blood must have blood.
In which Anya Kom Trikru sends her lover to die.
Warnings : death, explosion
Anya, the leader of Trikru, was a powerful woman. She was also a passionate one. That was one of the many reasons you loved her. You had a special relationship with the warrior since you were children, she would rarely be seen without you near. When Anya decided to begin the attack on Skaikru, she chose you to lead the first wave. Normally she wouldn’t put you at risk in such a way but, with most of their enemies incapacitated by the disease they sent, she was certain this was a sure win.
Adrenaline shook your veins, like the wild vibration of leaves in a storm. Your feet bounced as you stood in a tree, watching over the forest. The coast was clear. You nodded to Tris, Anya’s young mentee. It was time to charge. A roar erupted from your chest and reverberated through the trees, letting everyone else know it was time. Jus dren jus daun.
Your feet hit the floor gracefully with Tris landing next to you. You steadied the girl as she stumbled, her height made the drop a little more intense. She pushed your hands away to save face in front of the older warriors, but gave you a small and grateful smile. The two of you led the charge, the jeers and roars from your brothers in arms got louder and louder as you reached the bridge. Once you crossed this, you would start encountering Skaikru. Your heart thundered in anticipation as you picked up your pace. You had gotten about a third of the way across the bridge when you spotted something. At first it looked like a grey dot, but as you approached you could tell it was a barrel of some sort. You stopped in your tracks when you looked past it and saw a Skaikru warrior, pointing their weapon at the out of place barrel. You realised this must be some kind of trap.
“TRIS!!” You screamed at the girl but she could not hear you over the chanting. Jus drein jus daun.
The others had begun to overtake you not hearing your frantic orders to stop. You pushed them all out of the way, trying to reach Tris. You couldn’t let her be the one to trigger whatever trap Skaikru had laid. Finally you managed to catch the girls wrist but, it was too late. You shielded young Tris with your body as the barrel exploded. The air turned red as flames ravaged your skin and blew the pair of you to the ground beneath the bridge. You heaved in a breath and time stopped. The bricks that were once a bridge, had been flung to the sky. It was as if they were floating up there, never to come down. If only that were true. Suddenly, the suspension was over and gravity brought the bridge back to the ground. Your breath released, in a shaky erratic manner. In an instant your vision faded black with rubble choking your lungs and the echoes still ringing. Jus drein jus daun.
Anya screamed like a banshee as she threw her arms down onto a table, breaking it in two. She had been told how your body was found. Burned and buried under tonnes of rubble, holding a barely alive Tris beneath you. Half of her died with you. All she had to hold on to was the hope, that your final wish came true, that Tris would live. When that too failed, her heart finally broke. The chanting that comfortingly carried you to your grave, would forever live in the place of Anya’s heart.
Jus drein jus daun.
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asleepingtiger · 3 months
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New chapter for Love Hurts - The Morning After
Anya was speechless, for a change.
“Niylah?! Like flirty, coffee shop Niylah?!” Anya asked again.
Raven nodded, “Yup, the exact one.”
“But why?!”
Raven shrugged and looked around to make sure Lexa wasn’t around, “I didn’t stay around long enough to get that far and to be honest I’m not sure I want to know. And for Christ's sake, Anya you’ve got to keep it quiet because Lexa will hear your voice.”
Anya sighed as she brushed her hand through her dirty blonde curls.
“I’m sure as shit going to find out! How could she do that to Lexa? With her!” Anya said as she stood up but then looked up and saw Lexa standing there with wet curls.
Raven saw Anya’s face change and whipped her head in the direction.
“I’ll be finding out. It’s none of your business to get involved, it’s mine and Clarke’s to sort out.” Lexa forewarned the pair.
“I’m sorry Lexa,” Raven said seeing how angry Lexa seemed to be getting.
Anya sighed, “Sure, it’s just. Lexa, you deserve so much better than her.”
“I’ll decide what’s best for me, I will ask the questions and I’ll decide what happens once I know.” Lexa explained, “For now I don’t want to discuss it.”
Once she had said her peace she went back to her room and dried her hair. Once happy with her outfit she opened her phone and saw the string of texts from Clarke.
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raphael-angele · 2 years
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We All Talk About How Damian Wayne and Damian Desmond Are The Same...
Yeah, they’re entitled rich snobby kids who just want love and validation from their families, BUT...
Anyone else notice how Anya is like Raven? And how Yor and Loid look like Zatanna and Constantine?
THINK ABOUT IT!
Both Anya and Raven are telepaths, who sometimes have trouble controlling their powers and have been tortured to train their said powers for other people’s gain. Not to mention how they both befriend the aforementioned entitled rich snobby kids.
Yor, Zatanna, Loid and Constantine?
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I don’t know how else Zatanna and Yor are connected aside from their looks but I’ll find it 
As for Constantine and Loid, Loid is a spy, Constantine isn’t exactly a spy but with his powers connecting him to the magic realm and can bounce from earth to earth, I think he might as well be
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shrutithemisfit · 1 year
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Never mess with these parents when it comes to their kids...
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superxkorra · 6 months
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Dealing with a lot of things at the moment: the start of my third year of uni with a heavy workload, writers block, my debilitating autoimmune diseases, etc. But, I'm working on a fic that doesn't fall into any of my usual fandoms: Captain Carter and Natasha Romanoff. It's far into the works, but it's coming along slowly.
After this fic is edited and published, I will work on my Supercorp series, then I'll chip away at some of my Ranya stories.
Are there any prompts you want to see in line with my Supercorp or Ranya series? I'm open to suggestions and hearing what you want to read.
Thanks for everyone's support. - KJ
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milkqndrem · 1 year
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Anya, smirking: Sorry I didn’t help you sy-on boy. I’m still sore from the thousand push ups I did
Damian: Please. The only thing you’ve done a thousand times is tell that story
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lexa-griffins · 1 year
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How is feral Clarke gonna escape and be free? I need to know how will she reunite with Lexa?
Although a small part of me actually wants to see the tragedy unfold of Lexa having to live her life knowing Clarke is now gone forever 😈
Remember Niylah and how she wanted to have Clarke, although Lexa said no? Well, it's about a week before Clarke is put down when she shows up at the pound asking for Clarke by name, saying she wants to take her home as a toy. The owner comes to get Clarke, reminding her she'll be back soon enough. Although not as feral as she was before Clarke is back to being more violent and when she sees Niylah is the one who took Clarke away from her soon to be release, she growls and tries to attack her, so much so the owner grabs her by the back of her neck and apologizes, guaranteeing to the noble omega she will be put down that same night if she wishes. Instead, Niylah shrugs with a smile and is adamant about taking her
"I always liked how rough she seemed."
Clarke is furious, to say the least. How could she? How dared she? Clarke doesn't want to be anyone else's. She has made love to Lexa one last time, she was supposed to be the last person Clarke ever felt naked against her skin, Clarke was going to die with the thought of her on her mind and now Niylah comes and takes her away and for what? To use and dispose of her in a few months? She's Lexa's friend, Clarke cannot bare to stare at Lexa, knowing she is married, mated, and knotted by another. She can't. She is crying silently by the time they enter the carriage, her hands tied by a rope tied tightly by the owner of the pound.
Niylah does not talk to her, her smile gone. Her kind face could almost fool Clarke if she wasn't taking away everything Clarke wanted.
It is not until the trip reaches the one hour mark that Clarke realizes they are not going to Niylah's family home, only a couple of minutes away from the Woods manor and half an hour away from the pound.
"Where are you taking me?" Clarke's voice is low and raspy, not having spoken a word since she left Lexa.
There is something in the way Niylah smiles at her. A friendly kindness, gentle. The hunger that was present in her eyes at the pound is gone like a farce and Clarke cannot be sur ewhy, but she trusts her.
"Patience alpha. I promise things will fall into place."
Being liberated and pardoned is not what Clarke wants, much less to be taken far away from what she knows just to be thrown in the pound once more eventually.
"Wherever it is you are taking me, I do not want to go. I would be happier dead."
Niylah's smile still doesn't falter, "will you trust me? Please, friend?"
Clarke nods, although not totally convinced. She is Lexa's friend, perhaps she can trust her as one too.
They arrive at their destination about two hours later, a massive mansion by the sea. The carriage stops and Niylah helps Clarke out, her legs still weak from the lack of movement.
At the door an alpha awaits them. Noble and regal, she reminds her of Lexa in a way. She does not smile much like her omega, but there is something in her that tells Clarke she can trust her.
"Anya, you look well."
"Niylah. I assume this is the stray?" A look from Niylah and the Anya girl clears her throat, "Clarke, right?"
Clarke nods unsure.
"I've heard a lot about you." The alpha motions inside where voices can be heard.
For a second, Clarke expects to see Lexa behind her, greeting her by throwing herself at her as the voices get closer.
Instead, another omega wobbles her way to the door, the late stages of her pregnancy clear as day. As soon as she sees her, she does throw herself at her with a near scream.
"Raven?!"
"Hello Clarke!"
"You married."
"I did."
"And you're expecting."
"You did always point out the obvious Clarke."
Clarke has so much more to ask. How is Raven here? Why is Clarke here? Why did Niylah take her out of her deathbed to bring her to a long lost friend and her wife?
"You seem to have a lot to catch up on." Clarke's attention is back to Niylah "I should go then."
There is a brief silence between the women that confuses Clarke. Before she can question it Anya speaks up, "will you be back next week?"
Niylah's eyes shine with tears but she smiles bright. She turns to Clarke to answer, "I hope so. For you. And for her."
It takes Clarke the whole of two heartbeats to understand.
A week. All she has to do is wait for her for a week.
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mybabydenkikaminari · 2 years
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Fanfic’s Request
I AM EXPANDING MY WRITING HORIZONS THIS DAYS. SO I AM ACCEPTING REQUEST FROM THE SHIPS TAG IN THESE POST :D (if it's not in there it's not my main interest but I am open to writing new things)
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mosquito-queen · 1 year
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i miss writing fic for the 100 ):
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puthyflapps · 8 months
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Last night and this morning on my drive to work (when I do my most serious thinking) I put myself in a sad ranya mood :(
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THE FIRST WAVE OF TRIBUTES
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All tributes (With the exception of hellsite-hall-of-fame, God, Jesus, Tarlton, and Wallace) were chosen randomly, as were the pairs (Again, with the exception of 1, 18, and 32)
Information about the polls will be out a little bit before the polls themselves
Polls will open February 14th in the afternoon/evening (EST)
Second Wave will be announced sometime around 6pm EST
Tribute List under cut
@hellsite-hungergames vs. @hellsite-hall-of-fame
Vace (I Was a Teenage Exocolonist) vs. Herobrine (Minecraft)
Regulus Black (Harry Potter) vs. Edward Cullen (Twilight)
Merlin (Merlin) vs. Florida Man (American Mythology)
Gary the Gadget Guy (Club Penguin) vs. Sunny (Omori)
Benoit Blanc (Knives Out) vs. Ridley (Metroid)
Animal (Muppets) vs. Miku Binder Thomas Jefferson (Hamilton)
Clint (Stardew Valley) vs. Data (Star Trek)
Skunk Ape (Florida) vs. Daniel the Manager (Anon's manager)
Waluigi (Mario) vs. Timmy Turner (The Fairly OddParents)
Meta Knight (Kirby) vs. Castiel (Supernatural)
Death (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish) vs. Prince Caspian (The Chronicles of Narnia)
Katsuya Suou (Persona 2: Eternal Punishment) vs. King Arthur (Monty Python's The Holy Grail)
Squidward's Hopes and Dreams (Spongebob Squarepants) vs. Spiders Georg (Tumblr)
Anya Forger (Spy x Family) vs. Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games)
Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal) vs. Campbell Bain (Takin' Over the Asylum)
Jasper (Steven Universe) vs. Star Butterfly (Star vs. The Forces of Evil)
Tarlton (A completely real fandom) vs. Wallace (Wallace the Living Wall)
Mikhailo "Mickey" Aleksandr Milkovich (Shameless) vs. Dimitri Blaiddyd (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)
Duck (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared) vs. Everyone from Cats the Musical (Cats the Musical)
Jay Walker (Ninjago) vs. Miles Vorkosigan (Vorkosigan Saga)
Illyria (Angel: The Series) vs. Evan "Buck" Buckley (9-1-1)
Haymitch Abernathy (The Hunger Games) vs. Richard Gansey III (The Raven Cycle)
Ronald McDonald (McDonald's) vs. Amelia Bedelia (Amelia Bedelia)
Matt (Wii Sports) vs. Oswald Cobblepot (Gotham)
Edward Nygma (Gotham) vs. Tumblr Anon Icon (Tumblr)
Gillion Tidestrider (Just Roll With It) vs. Jedediah (Night at the Museum)
Reigen Arataka (Mob Psycho 100) vs. Willow Rosenberg (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Alex Fierro (Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard) vs. Puss in Boots (Puss in Boots/Shrek)
Jessie Prescott (Jessie) vs. George Costanza (Seinfeld)
Leon Scott Kennedy (The Resident Evil Franchise) vs. Han Solo (Star Wars)
God (Universe fandom/Deadbeat dads fandom) vs. Jesus (Christianity fandom)
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taschamonnii · 6 months
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Take My Breath Away
Clextober23 Day 3 Annual Fall Festival
Here is the title song: Take My Breath Away (WLW)
SMUT 18+
Just a lil Meet-Cute that gets a little Spicy and ends in…
Clexa X Harlivy 
Clarke is dressed up as Harley Quinn 
Lexa is dressed up as Poison Ivy
(If you haven’t watched Harley Quinn the Animated 2019 Series you MUST! It’s sooo good the gays win in it! Harlivy stan!)
Read On Ao3
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Word Count: 6,363
It's October Clarke Griffin's favorite month not only because it's her birthday month but because it's Halloween! Clarke has always loved Halloween. Her friends Raven and Octavia know that October is peak Party Griffin season and know she won't turn down a chance to dress up. Luckily there are tons of festivals and parties and clubs to attend. Clarke is full of excitement there is something in the air she just knows this will be a great October and she can’t wait to wear her Harley Quinn costume. She is an artist for the cartoon series and absolutely loves Harlivy and the show really favors them as well. Kaley Cuoco and Lake Bell play Harley and Ivy perfectly and she just loves how much they also love the relationship. She truly loves her job as an artist on the show and for the series-related comics. She has always loved the characters since 1993 when they first interacted on Batman the Animated Series. She loved comic books and animation as a kid and drawing those characters was her favorite thing to do as a kid and now she gets paid to do it.
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Lexa Woods is not a people person in fact she kind of hates most people. She thinks holidays are the worst because they all encourage wasteful consumerism. Her sister Anya, however, loves to party and refuses to let Lexa be a grump at home. The persuasion was difficult but Anya is a pro and told Lexa she could even dress up as one of her favorite nerdy comic book characters. Little did Anya know Lexa would pick a character that is basically just a green version of Lexa’s nerdy self. Lexa chose her career because of Poison Ivy. She got into Environmental Biology solely because of the 1993 animated series. Watching Poison Ivy be brilliant while being this untouchable goddess well it was everything Lexa wanted to be as a kid. Not to mention the Harley Ivy episode which made her realize she was so incredibly gay. Now as an adult, her inner child is happier than ever. There is a GAY animated series dedicated to Harlivy and comic series and she is actually helping the environment the way she always dreamed. Obviously, she had to dress up as Poison Ivy. 
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The Spooktacular Arkadia Festival is always fun but always crowded even on off days. The gang is navigating the crowd with ease though since this is their favorite event they know all the tricks to have the best time and experience everything the festival has to offer. The gang's all dressed up in DC characters to support Clarke's work and because they actually love the show! Raven is dressed as Bane which is no surprise to anyone since she “Loves Sploshions!” Of course, she has adjusted his costume slightly instead of a mask she painted her face. Octavia convinced her boyfriend that they are alternate reality Cat Woman and Bruce Wane/Batman where their races are reversed. Jasper and Monty are the Riddler and Clock King. Murphy is Clayface. Nathan is King Shark. As a group, they look amazingly nerdy and have been receiving compliments all night. Some people even recognized Clarke as an artist for the show and asked for her signature. They have gone through all the haunted houses and played all the games. Ate and drank everything pumpkin flavored and is currently headed for the haunted corn maze since the sun has finally set. 
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The maze is huge and full of creepy surprises around every corner. As the group gets farther into the dark maze the sounds of the festival become distanced and muted. The eerie sound of the wind through the corn stalks and distant screams surround the group. The calm before the storm.
“BOOM!” 
A loud crash of metal trash cans falling in their path has the groups scrambling and running from the “monsters”. It’s all fun and games until Raven sets off a smoke bomb making it impossible to see. The group gets separated as they cough and attempt to escape the chaos. Raven ends up with Octavia and Lincoln while Monty, Jasper, Nathan, and Murphy flee back the way they came in leaving Clarke alone in the dark maze. She doesn’t scare easily but it's definitely not as fun alone. She curses Raven under her breath; she should have known to check the Latina’s pockets before leaving Octavia’s house. 
Clarke decides she will outsmart all of the scare traps and sneak around rustling the corn to scare other groups. She is lurking around when she sees a woman standing alone looking down at her phone.
Bright red hair is illuminated by the blue light of her phone screen. Clarke can’t help but soak in every detail of the woman in front of her. Well as best as she can in the dim lighting. Green tights with elaborate vines stitched up the sides making long legs seem like they go on forever. Black Doc Marines give the woman some height making her taller than Clarke by just the right amount that Clarke's thoughts drift to how perfectly her head could rest on the woman's shoulder. She shakes her head trying not to lose herself but it has just been forever since she’s felt any kind of way about anyone let alone a stranger, a beautiful stranger. The black jacket the woman wears hugs her thin but toned frame perfectly and Clarke doesn’t miss the tiny details of stitched green stripes. This woman is perfectly dressed as her Ivy. Clarke can’t help herself and takes a few steps forward, the hay on the ground crunching beneath her makes the other woman fully turn to face her. 
Wow is all Clarke can think of as she takes in the jawline of the woman and her delicate features. Her eyes she thinks may be a gray color but it’s too dark to tell. All Clarke knows is this woman is absolutely stunning and she can’t stop staring. Luckily it seems the woman is also awe-struck by Clarke.
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Lexa is shocked and stunned beyond belief. When she heard footsteps she had been hoping it was Anya. Never in her life was she so grateful that it wasn’t her sister. It took her maybe a second to recognize the woman in front of her. Lexa thought she must be dreaming. There was no way Clarke Griffin, one of her favorite illustrators, was standing in front of her in the middle of a corn maze. Not only standing there but staring at Lexa like she was a work of art or something. All while dressed up as her favorite version of Harley Quinn. The red and black Converse and knee-high socks. The incredibly short black and red shorts hugged thick muscular thighs. The cropped tight red and black top presented ample cleavage in the most incredible way. Her makeup was done with the classic blue eyeshadow on one lid and pink on the other to match the dyed ends of her pigtails one pink and one blue. She looked incredible. It truly didn’t help that Lexa already had a deep appreciation for Clarke Griffin the artist and Harley Quinn the character. The combination in front of her was everything and if she wanted to believe in love at first sight this would be it for her. 
Somehow Lexa seemed to pull herself out of her head and use her words. Unfortunately, her words were just as embarrassing as her staring. “Wow, you’re Clarke Griffin! You’re even prettier in real life-oh my god-not that you are not pretty in photos and videos! Not in a creepy way, I'm a fan of your art! Oh my god LEXA shut up!” 
Lexa managed to stop rambling for a second just long enough for an amused Clarke to smile at her. “Lexa, was it?”
Lexa nodded. Clarke smiled wider “Lexa, take a deep breath you are as red as your hair.”
Lexa nodded once more and gave Clarke a shy smile that made it hard for Clarke to focus on anything other than the other woman's plump lips. Lexa took a deep breath and decided to attempt to salvage the situation. “I’m sorry. Gawd I just talked at you. I am so sorry.”
Clarke smirked “I thought it was kind of cute, actually. The costume suits your body and your personality it seems.”
Lexa could feel the heat rise on her cheeks all the way to her ears. DID CLARKE GRIFFIN JUST FLIRT WITH HER! Pull it together!
Lexa bit her bottom lip as she let her gaze travel Clarke’s body down and then back up to meet intense blue eyes. “Your costume seems to fit you perfectly as well.”
Clarke tilted her head with a grin. “Is Poison Ivy flirtin’ with lil old me, Harley Quinn?”
Clarke teased trying her best to mimic the character's voice. Lexa swallowed hard this woman might be the death of her. Lexa took a step closer now standing toe to toe. Only a few inches between them “Maybe I am.” Lexa Husked. 
Clarke’s knees buckled but before she could trip Lexa reached out grabbing both her hands in hers.
Something was in the air, a sort of magical feeling like this was destiny or fate that they just happened to meet here and now like this. There was a magnetic pull between them that they could both feel. There was no denying the attraction it was written all over their faces. It filled the air around them with an eclectic buzz. 
Clarke leaned up and Lexa leaned down. Their lips brushed with a tingling spark in a soft kiss. Lexa moved her hands to wrap around Clarke’s waist to pull her flush against her as she sucked on Clarke’s bottom lip lightly. Clarke tangled her hands in thick red hair as she matched Lexa’s lips and melted into their bodies being flush against each other. 
The feel of Lexa's warm soft hands caressing the skin of her lower back made her dizzy. Clarke forgot where they were and that this woman was basically a stranger. But this felt too right to care. Clarke licked at Lexa’s bottom lip and Lexa met her with her own tongue making Clarke let out a soft hum of a moan. She tugged harder on red hair. She needed more of this woman. 
They both needed so much more. 
"BOOM!"
They both jumped at the sound and looked around while holding each other. Lights flashed in the row over and screams followed. 
The moment seemed to bring them back to reality. "We should probably get out of this maze," Lexa said.
Clarke nodded in agreement "I lost my friends because my idiot best friend set off a smoke bomb."
"That was your friend? I lost my sister because of the smoke."
"Yeah, Raven is really into explosions. She's actually dressed as Bane and my friends are all dressed as DC characters."
"That is amazing! I'd love to meet them. I'm a huge fan of the show. I've loved Harley and Ivy since I was a kid."
"They will love your costume. Me too, was it the 1993 animated series for you too?" 
"Of course! It was so gay without being gay!" Lexa said happily. 
"Ugh, I know right? I'm so happy Harlivy is a real thing now!" 
“Right it has taken ages of teasing the couple for it to actually fully happen and your show does it so well! For once the problem in the queer relationship isn’t homophobia it’s that they are both troubled and complex characters. I love the way they are not perfect but constantly strive to be the best versions of themselves for the other and how much love they have for each other. I’m sorry I’m rambling. I just love the show, and your art is incredible!”
Clarke couldn’t contain her smile, the conversation was light and natural and she honestly didn’t want to stop talking to this woman. Lexa seemed to feel the same if her excitement for the conversation was any indication. 
Fuck Lexa was adorable when she rambled and it took everything in Clarke not to pull at the collar of the woman's jacket and crash their lips together once more. “Don’t apologize. I love seeing people love the show as much as I do. Plus, you are really cute when you ramble.”
The blush that crept up Lexa’s neck was priceless. Clarke really couldn’t help herself now. She grabbed the collar of Lexa’s jacket and quickly pulled her down into a kiss. Their lips fit so damn perfectly. Clarke didn't let it last; she couldn't start something here. "Let's get out of here."
Lexa blinked as Clarke straightened her jacket and released it. Lexa was in awe of this woman. She quickly took Clarke’s hand making the blonde glance at their joined hands. Her blue eyes were light when her gaze traveled back to meet Lexa’s. The smiles that took over both of their faces as Clarke squeezed Lexa’s hand and interlaced their fingers could have lit the entire cornfield if this was a cartoon. 
Lexa reached into her pocket for her phone and pulled up Google Maps again. Clarke took Lexa’s phone in her free hand. “This is cheating, Lexa.” She teased. 
“No. Hey! What are you-” Clarke interrupted her “I’m texting myself so I don’t lose you if we get separated.”
Clarke closed Google Maps and observed the background with a smile finding Harlivy art. She recognized the picture, the two characters were lying in some greenery holding hands and lovingly gazing at each other. Lexa could not get any more adorable. She quickly opened the text app and typed in her number and typed a message to herself. She hit send and pulled maps back up then handed the phone back. 
Lexa looked at the map and then around “This way looks fastest.”
“Lead the way, Red.”
Lexa laughed, “This is not my natural color.”
“No! You’re telling me you don’t have fire truck red hair, naturally?”
Lexa bumped her shoulder against Clarke’s laughing lightly as she said, “fuck you.”
“Buy me a drink first.”
“Okay, what are you drinking?” Lexa said, tugging Clarke faster towards the exit of the maze. 
Clarke couldn’t stop her laughter if she tried. They made it out of the maze faster than Clarke thought was possible and wow was it attractive to watch a determined Lexa lead the way. Lexa led them to one of the drink stands and Clarke smiled. “What would you like to drink?” 
“I was joking, Lexa. You don’t have to buy me a drink.”
Lexa smiled dorkily. “I know but I want to even if it’s just a drink and conversation.” 
“You are something else. Seriously, how are you so cute and sexy at the same time?”
“I’m a woman of many talents.”
“I bet you are.” Clarke bit her bottom lip, unable to stop her mind from wandering to naughty places. 
“What can I get you ladies?” The cashier interrupted their silent eye contact.
Lexa broke eye contact first smiling at the guy behind the counter. “Oh hi, um can I get the Pumpkin Spooktacular dark brew, please? And whatever this beautiful woman-” Clarke interrupted Lexa softly, “I’ll have the same thing.”
Lexa smiled at Clarke then looked back at the guy as he asked “Anything else?”
She looked back to Clake who shook her head. “That’s it, thanks.” 
Lexa paid and they got their adorable pumpkin-flavored coffees and found an empty table under one of the trees that was decorated with sparking lights. Lexa is quick to pull out Clarke’s chair and then sit next to her. Clarke can’t handle how Lexa is treating her. It has been far too long since she's even just had a one-night stand let alone been on a date and this feels like a date. No, it felt like more than just a date. It felt like they were already girlfriends and this was just a cute Saturday date night. It all just felt so comfy, familiar, and right. She felt like she could get used to this. She sipped her coffee and sighed at the warmth and tasted happy she got something warm. The cool night air was starting to get to her exposed skin. 
Lexa watched Clarke trying to soak in the comfortable feelings of ease the blonde gave her. She honestly felt like she must be dreaming. There was no way this was her life. Clarke Griffin is sitting across from her happily sipping on a pumpkin-flavored coffee. Face illuminated by the twinkling lights that seemed to make blue eyes sparkle. She was in awe of the woman before her. 
Clarke held her drink in both hands and had been glancing around but she felt eyes on her and smiled when her gaze met intense green orbs. Wow was all she could think. She had never seen green eyes like Lexa’s before. They are the kind of green that changes hues in different lighting and, gawd the twinkle lights made them shine like the sun on a lake the reflection of lush green trees surrounding the water. Clarke couldn't stop the shiver that ran up her spine. 
“Are you cold?”
Clarke cleared her thoughts as she returned to earth. “Oh, uhm, a little but this is helping. Thank you.”
“It’s colder than I thought it was going to be and I’m wearing more clothes than you here.”
Lexa got up removed her jacket and draped it over Clarke’’s shoulders.
Clarke despite herself sunk into the warmth the jacket offered and the sweet woodsy scent that was so very Lexa. She couldn’t help her smile even as she said. “I can’t take your jacket.”
Lexa could almost melt seeing the beautiful woman melt into her jacket and smile at her. “It looks good on you.”
“Not as good as you.” 
Clarke flushed as Lexa peered down at her from her standing position. She knows the angle gives Lexa a perfect view of her boobs. Lexa doesn’t even try to hide the fact that she’s staring. Clarke is definitely warm now. 
Lexa forces her gaze back up to meet those mesmerizing blue orbs. “You are so beautiful, Clarke.” 
Clarke is a fairly confident woman who has grown to love her curves and womanly figure but Lexa is all lean fit muscle with delicate yet sharp facial features. Clarke is pretty sure Lexa is the most gorgeous woman she has ever had the pleasure to lay eyes on. Hearing Lexa so genuinely compliment her is too much. She grabs the hand that still lingers on her shoulder and pulls lightly. Luckily Lexa gets the hint and leans down to kiss Clarke. It feels far too intimate but also so natural. They keep it short and Lexa returns to her seat. Clarke grabs the chair and scoots Lexa to be tucked in closer to her and leans into the warmth and comfort. They observe the crowd in a comfortable silence watching teenagers scream and laugh. Observing awkward first dates and seeing families smile for pictures. The atmosphere is something out of a Hallmark movie. It’s the cheesy annual Halloween Festival regardless of how cheesy it all is Clarke and Lexa soak up every last bit of it. They have some casual conversation and sip their delicious drinks before a loud group is heard calling their names. Clarke looks around to see her friends wandering about looking for her. Clarke looks back to Lexa “I take it that is your sister walking with her arm over my friend Raven's shoulder.” 
Lexa glances over to the group and smiles “Wow, you weren’t kidding all your friends are dressed as DC characters! They look awesome!”
“I don’t joke about my friends' enthusiasm.” Clarke Laughed. 
“That’s my sister alright, it seems Anya has her sight set on your friend. Wait, that's my cousin Lincoln with the short brunette.”
“Raven looks like a smitten kitten! Damn, how are all the people in your family so attractive?”
Lexa snorts out a laugh that is downright adorable. It makes Clarke want to keep her forever. 
The group hasn’t noticed them yet and Raven keeps yelling both their names. “Should we run and hide or?” Clarke teased.
“You can have me all to yourself later, Clarke.” 
Fucking hell Clarke really loves the way Lexa says her name. Clarke licks and then bites her bottom lips softly. Dropping her voice an octave to whisper huskily, “You promise?”
Lexa swallows the lump in her suddenly dry throat. “If you want. I will follow you anywhere.”
Lexa has never been more confident in her feelings towards another. She thinks maybe she was always meant to find and love this woman. Clarke seems to be feeling something similar with the way she’s visibly swooning. Clarke leans in close to Lexa and softly presses their foreheads together, their lips are almost touching. “Damn, you’re going to be the death of me.” Clarke husked. 
Before Clarke could say or do anything else Lexa closed the space between them softly capturing a top lip right where that adorable beauty mark is. Clarke automatically melted into the kiss sucking lightly on Lexa’s plump bottom lip. Hands tangled into thick red hair. While slender fingers rested on pale thighs. 
To anyone who didn’t know they would assume the two were a long-time couple. Unfortunately, the people who noticed were all too aware that the two were not dating. Raven whistled at them as the rest of the group cheered. The loud group made them part from their kiss but Clarke tugged lightly at the curls on the back of Lexa’s neck. “You better keep your promise.”
Lexa squeezed Clarke’s thigh “I never break a promise.”
The two detangled from each other just in time for the group to get to them. Anya is the first to say something “You ditched me in the maze to make out with a girl?”
“I didn’t ditch you. I lost you in the smoke.” Lexa turned to Raven “Thanks for that by the way, Raven.”
Raven smirked, “I see Clarke has told you about her awesome step-sister/mom!”
“Oh my god Raven shut up you can’t be my step-sister and stepmom!”
“I can’t help the fact your mom is hot Griffin.”
“Oh you have a thing for older women do you?” Anya lifted her brow at Raven. 
“Uh yeah, have you seen yourself!” Raven smirked. 
“Raven cut it out, we haven't even properly met Lexa yet.” Octavia tried.
Raven rolled her eyes at her friend. “Your boyfriend's cousins are going to have to learn how to deal with this madness if they want to be part of the group.” 
Lexa and Lincoln waved to each other silently observing the friends. Octavia rolled her eyes right back “Just because Anya seems to like you doesn’t mean you get to act insane.”
“Oh, you like me, cheekbones?”
“I never said that.”
“But you didn’t not say it either.”
Nathan spoke up “Can we be introduced so we can continue the fun?”
Clarke smiled at Nathan and grabbed Lexa’s hand. She stood up leading Lexa to stand next to her “Everyone this is Lexa!”
Lexa waved “Hi!”
“You know Raven now and your cousin's girlfriend is Octavia.”
Both girls waved at Lexa. “You can call me O. Everyone does.” 
“Nice to finally meet you O. I have heard a lot about you. My cousin is mad about you.”
Clarke pointed at the two guys holding hands, “That's Jasper and Monty.” She pointed to the other two, “That's Nathan and that's Murphy.” 
“It’s nice to meet you all. I love the costumes!”
The group all greeted Lexa with open arms appreciating her costume and nerding out with her about the show and characters. It made Clarke dizzy with what she could only call affection for the woman. She fit in so perfectly! Honestly Lincoln and Anya seemed to fit in as well and something about it all just seemed like it was written in the stars. The whole group seemed to feel it too. 
The night air was crisp, the company was perfect, and the place was everything. The last activity was always the group's favorite. They reserved a private firepit and always got the s'mores package deal. This year they reserved early enough to get a lake-side pit and it was worth every cent. 
The firepit was lit for them by an employee and they gathered around the cozy fire. The light illuminated the shore. Clarke pulled Lexa over to one of the benches and gave her back her jacket. “It looks so much better on you and really completes your outfit.”
“I will only take this back if you let me keep you warm.”
“Oh, that was the plan, Lex.”
Clarke snuggles into Lexa grabbing her arm to drape around her. They shared s’mores and laughs and the best conversations. The group took a bunch of pictures and before they knew it the night was coming to an end. The witching hour had come and it was time to go but Lexa and Clarke didn’t want the night to end here. The group split off into their different cars. No one was surprised to see Anya and Raven leave together and so no one even questioned when Clarke left with Lexa.
The drive to Lexa’s was filled with an electric anticipation in the air. They both felt it. Lexa drove faster than usual but was still careful. Lexa placed a hand lightly on Clarke's thigh. It was too much and not enough for Clarke so she slid her hands around Lexa’s and held it in her lap. It’s comfy, familiar even but more than that it’s electric. 
They arrived at Lexa’s apartment complex and only disconnected long enough for Lexa to get out and walk around to Clarke’s door. She opened it and offered Clarke her hand which Clarke happily took.
They walked close, fingers interlaced and locked. The elevator ride up was silent but again so comfortable and normal. Lexa led the way unlocking her door and ushering them both inside. She shut and locked the door behind them, never letting go of Clarke’s hand. Clarke stayed basically attached to Lexa’s side as she took in the spacious open apartment. Lexa squeezed her hand “Well this is basically it. Would you like some water?”
“It’s beautiful. Yes, please.”
Lexa guided them into the open kitchen. She turned to face Clarke fully. She was going to ask her something else but was distracted by those eyes and then by the slightest movement just a few inches lower. She watched helplessly as Clarke licked her lips and then she snapped her gaze back up to meet dilated pupils. Lexa couldn't help but lick her own lips and Clarke noticed right away. 
Clarke is quick to pull Lexa in and kiss those ridiculously soft lips. Her hands tangle into Lexa’s hair and Lexa finds her balance by holding Clarke’s hips. She presses the blonde into the counter of the island and it makes them both groan. Lexa moves her hands lower and hooks them around soft thighs. She lifts the blonde with ease and sets her on the countertop. A sound escapes Clarke that is delicious and Lexa is desperate to hear more. The cool stone under Clarke does nothing to ease the heat surging through her entire body. 
Clarke wraps her legs around Lexa and pulls her flush against her. She pulls strong shoulders to get those lips back on hers. They moan into the kiss as their bodies are tightly fitted together. Lexa’s hands are on silky thighs massaging the firm muscles there. Clarke can’t help but move her hips in a sad attempt to get friction but they are so tightly pressed she can barely move. It fills her with need and she pulls off Lexa’s jacket then her shirt then her bra. Lexa quickly catches up unclasping the tight top that somehow supports Clarke’s ample breasts. She pulls the straps down slowly and moves her kisses to follow as more silky smooth skin gets revealed. Clarke throws her head back in a moan when lips ghost down her neck and collar bones and teeth scrape the soft sensitive skin. “You smell so good, can I taste you?”
“Please!”
“I like that word on your lips.”
“Fuck please, Lexa!”
“Oh, that’s even better. Fuck Clarke say my name again.”
“Lexa!”
Clarke didn’t expect the brunette to be so talkative but fuck if it wasn’t making her so much wetter than she’d ever been before from someone just talking. Lexa trails her tongue down Clarke’s neck stopping at the crook and sucking lightly. “You taste so good.”
“Fuck Lexa!”
“Can I kiss your breasts?”
“Gawd yes!” 
Clarke arches her back pushing her exposed chest out. Lexa kisses down the center and palms both full breasts in her hands. They fit perfectly and feel gloriously heavy in her slender hands. 
She runs her thumbs over stiff nipples making them stiffer. She kisses around each one and then finally wraps her lips around a stiff bud and lightly runs her tongue over it. She pinches the other as she begins to suck and bite the nipple in her mouth. She moans at the taste and Clarke moans at the feeling. Images of that mouth and tongue lower make her clit throb. Lexa is lost devouring Clarke’s beautiful breasts. Until she feels Clarke leaning back. She reluctantly detached herself from Clarke’s chest to look at her worried she did something wrong. “Are you okay?”
Clarke stops and grabs Lexa’s face “More than okay. I just need these off.”
She moved her hands to her shorts. Lexa bit her bottom lip “I need those off too, here lay back.”
Lexa guided Clarke to lie on the cool stone; it made Clarke shiver and that caused her breasts to bounce. Lexa is so thankful for gravity. Green eyes are intense as her gaze rolls down. Lexa hooks her fingers into the waistband of tight shorts and pulls them down. She takes a deep shuddered breath when she discovers nothing underneath but slick wet skin. “Oh wow, Clarke!”
“It’s all because of you.”
“Mmm in that case is it all mine to taste?”
Clarke whimpers at the thought of the deep raspy neediness of Lexa’s voice. “Fuck, Lexa yes.”
Lexa quickly lowers herself and wastes no time. Her lips press against Clarke’s clit and she is instantly addicted to the taste and rushes to get more enthusiastically licking and sucking. She can’t get enough; she explores and makes some of the most vulgar sounds as she fully loses herself in the taste and feel. 
“Fuck! Lexa OH! Slow down. You’re going to make me cum AH!”
Lexa doesn’t ease up, Clarke's words encourage her. 
Lexa hums and then whispers hotly “You taste so good, Clarke.”   
The combination of heated breath and vibrations has Clarke trembling. “Mmm So, Fucking, Good.”
Lexa latches on with more pressure sucking and it sends Clarke barreling over the edge. “IM CU UH AH AH FUCK Oh FUCK LEXA!”
Lexa doesn’t let up as Clarke’s legs tremble forcing Clarke to pull her up by her hair. “Jesus Lexa!”
“I can’t help it, Clarke. I could do that all day. I love your pussy.”
“I love your tongue but fuck I need to feel and taste you too.”
Clarke sits up and wraps her arms around Lexa and Lexa follows along wrapping her arms around Clarke. She picks her up, almost losing her mind at how wet pussy presses against her abs as her legs wrap around her tightly. She takes them to her bedroom. She lays Clarke down but the blonde keeps her locked in her embrace pulling Lexa down on top of her. She flips them over and straddles Lexa’s hips. “You are far too dressed.”
Clarke moves to stand and pulls Lexa’s Leggings off. She licks and bites her lip when her gaze falls to the little green lace that is soaked through. She takes a shaky breath “Ffuuck, Lex.”
She is quick to remove the lace and even quicker to kiss up long smooth legs. “Gawd your legs!” 
Clarke bites and sucks at inner thighs coaxing whimpers from the woman below her. “I love the little sounds you're making. Be louder for me.”
She moved her kisses up and sank into the taste of Lexa. She had never tasted anyone so divine. Lexa moaned louder as Clarke explored. “Fuck! Clarke!”
Clarke hummed against her and repeated the actions that had Lexa unraveling underneath her. She quickly found the right pressure to make long legs tremble and relentlessly repeated it until Lexa arched off the bed “Oh Fuck! Oh MY FuCkInG CLARKE! YES!” 
Clarke couldn’t get enough and Lexa had to tug her up by the hair just like she had done earlier to her. Clarke happily laid over Lexa pressing their bodies together. They both moved in for a kiss and moaned at the combined taste. Their bodies were far from sated; they needed more. More of each other. More of this moment. More. 
Clarke moved her legs to slot with Lexa's. Lexa adjusted and pressed her thigh up between Clarke's legs. She moaned at the feel of just how wet Clarke was. "You like this? Do you feel how wet I am? I'm dripping down your thigh." 
"I love it! Gawd Clarke, it's so hot."
Clarke moved her thigh to press against Lexa and sighed out a shaky breath. "Fuck Lex." 
Clarke held herself up slightly to look down between them. "You're so fucking wet! Can I?"
She adjusted her position and hovered her own pussy just above Lexa's. Lexa looked down and swallowed hard. "Please!"
Lexa grabbed Clarke's hips and pulled her down. They both moaned at the contact. Their hips moved slowly. Slick filthy wet noise filled the room. "Fuck Lexa! Can you cum like this?" 
"I could cum just watching you, Clarke."
Clarke smirked as she pressed into Lexa. "It's my boobs, isn't it? I knew you were a boob girl."
"I mean you have gorgeous breasts but Clarke it's all of you."
Lexa's gaze traveled over every inch of Clarke's body. Green landed on deep blue and they stayed locked. Lexa bucked her hips up slowly. Clarke matched her movements. "It's all of you too, Lexa. Gawd I think you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!"
Their hips bucked harder. "Fuck, Clarke!"
"Yes faster!"
Hips bucked, breasts bounced, skin glistened. It was just enough to have them both unraveling quickly. It wasn't enough. Clarke groaned as she came. Contracting around nothing. "Please Lex, I need more!"
Lexa quickly flipped Clarke over and hovered over her. "What do you need, Clarke?" 
She trailed her fingers down down down. "I need those fingers inside me. I need my fingers inside of you."
Clarke snaked her hand between them and didn't wait for Lexa. Her fingers slid into Lexa with ease. 
"Fuck! Clarke!"
Lexa's arm buckled and she lost her balance. She fell beside Clarke. "Shit sorry! Fuck!"
Clarke let out a soft laugh and moved to lie on her side facing Lexa. "Come here." 
Clarke scooted closer leaning in for a kiss. Lexa happily met her lips. Clarke took Lexa's hand and guided it to her hip and then between them. Lexa bit Clarke's bottom lip and sucked on it as she took control of her hand sliding her fingers through slick folds. She circled Clarke's clit softly and it made her shiver. "Don't tease me please, I need you inside." 
Lexa couldn't help but obey. She pressed her fingertips softly to her tight entrance and could feel Clarke pull her in. "Fuck, Lex!"
Lexa leaned in for another kiss and swallowed Clarke's moans as she curled her fingers and pressed her palm against Clarke's clit. Clarke snaked her own hand between them and slid her fingers into Lexa curling them the same as Lexa's and pressing her palm against her clit. She kept her palm in place and curled her fingers staying mostly inside timing the spongy front wall. Lexa mirrored the movements of Clarke as Clarke captured plump lips once again. The kisses got messier as moans escaped them. Teeth scraped against lips until all they could do was moan against each other's lips hot breath filling the space between them. 
The sound of their movements was porn worthy. They were both so wet so close to cuming. Each press of fingers just made more wet squelches. 
"Fuck Lex I'm gonna cum! Cum with me?"
"Yes fuck yes! Oh Clarke!"
"Ah, Lex! Lex! Yes ah ah!"
Walls contracted and gushes of slick heat spilled over palms and thighs. Finally sated at least for the moment exhaustion settled between them. They lazily kissed slow and sweet. They pressed their foreheads together and sighed contently. “We should rinse off.”
“We should but I can’t move.” Big blue eyes pouted.
Lexa got up and quickly picked up the blonde and carried her to the shower. They rinsed off and languidly kissed. They took turns washing each other softly and did the same as they dried off. Lexa removed the comforter that was soaked and grabbed a clean one. “Do you want a shirt and shorts?”
“No. I need you to feel you. Have you close.”
“Same.”
Lexa helped Clarke into bed and snuggled into her. They both felt the exhaustion settle in their bones tired yawns and slow breaths were lulling them to sleep. 
It was the most blissful sleep either of them had ever experienced. It would become the only way they could sleep. Wrapped up in each other. That’s the thing about soulmates once you find your person everything changes. Fall would have a whole new special place in Clarke’s heart. Another reason to love it. Lexa too. The Spooktacular Arkadia Festival would remain a tradition for them, their children, and their grandchildren. Soulmates in this little life and in so many others. Forever Clexa lives on. <3
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Hi im the one that asked for more Giles sorry I don't speak english very well so I don't know how to write this the prompt 15 from your 2024 prompt list and the reader being a vampire or a shapeshifer or something like that and english not being their first language - Anon💜
15: “What is it about (Y/N) you love so much?” “Aside from being the most spectacular person I have ever met, everything. I just wish there was a way I could say that.” “Turn around.”
A/N: italics will be a different language, whatever one y’all want it to be!
Walking into the shop, you made your way down the steps and over to the counter where Anya was standing.
“Rupert?” You asked.
She looked up, pointing to the back room.
“I think Giles is back there in not sure.”
You nodded, making your way into the back room where Giles was setting up some training equipment.
“Ah, thank you for coming, I realise this isn’t exactly how you enjoy your spend your time but we could really use the help.”
You sat down on the couch, and he walked over, sitting next to you.
“I think I know what kind of demon we’re looking for, but I can’t be so sure, I was wondering if you’ve seen anything like this before.”
He handed you a sketch, and you took it, looking at it.
“He’s ugly.”
Giles chuckled a little bit, nodding his head.
“Yeah, not the best looking demon there is that’s for sure.”
You grinned a little at him, handing the photo back to him.
Your English wasn’t the best, you knew some, but for the most part you stuck to speaking the language you were born speaking.
Giles on the other hand couldn’t speak your language very well, but he understood it, he could read it and understand what you were saying if you spoke slowly.
“I have seen him before, yes. Deals with uh… my kind… shapeshifters.” You said.
Giles nodded his head.
“So a shapeshifter is doing this?”
“Yes.”
Giles glanced at you.
“Would you know why? Or who? How to kill it?”
You nodded quickly and you jumped up, walking over to the weapons on the wall.
You searched them carefully before stepping aside, gesturing to one of them and he walked over to pick it up.
“Silver?”
“Yes, silver burns is shapeshifters, and the demons we summon.”
He nodded.
You looked at him, and you tapped his chest with a finger, right above his heart, and then you tapped his forehead.
“You go for heart or brain, like a vampire.”
Giles smiled at you.
“Thank you (Y/N).”
You smiled back and you looked around before turning your gaze to him.
“I’ll go see if I can find the demon or the person who summoned him.”
Giles nodded, watching as you changed forms in a blink of an eye, standing before him as a raven.
It was your favourite form to take, you enjoyed being able to get high into sky, get a better view of everything.
He held his arm out and you flew up, perching on his forearm, letting out a small caw, and you looked at him, tilting your head a little.
He walked out the room, and over to the front door, opening it and stepping outside.
“I’ll be here.”
You hopped down his arm, and then you took flight, circling a few times before you took off to go find the newest threat to Sunnydale.
Giles smiled to himself as he watched you fly away.
“Giles?”
“Buffy?”
He turned to look at her, and they walked into the shop again.
“Was that (Y/N)?” She asked.
“Ah yes, I thought perhaps she would have some insight and she did. She is going to try find the demon or the one who summoned it.”
She nodded and they sat down at the table, waiting for the others to arrive so he could share the information you had shared with him to them.
He told them what you had told him, and that you were going to find to find out what you could do they waited there for you.
Giles was looking through books, separating them into two different piles.
“What’re you doing?” Willow asked.
He glanced at her, smiling a little as he set a book aside.
“(Y/N) asked me for a few books I think that she would like.”
Willow grinned a little bit as he reached for his cup to take a drink.
“What is it about (Y/N) you love so much?”
Giles choked on his drink, patting his chest a few times and he set his cup down.
“Where on earth did you get that from?”
“Come on, we can all see it. You’re totally in love with her.” Buffy said.
“It’s true, and kind of gross to think about. But true.” Anya said.
Giles looked to all the grinning young adults and he sighed, slowly sitting back down in his chair.
He sighed, taking his glasses off and he stood up again, unable to look at them as he thought for something to say.
He couldn’t exactly lie to them, because he knew if he did they were just going to meddle in his personal life.
“Aside from being the most spectacular person I have ever met, everything. I just wish there was a way I could say that.” He said softly.
They all snickered a little.
“Laugh all you like, it’s true.” He said.
You had entered the shop through the sewer system, and you had quietly made your way through it.
You had heard what they had asked, and you decided to stay quiet to hear his response because you were curious.
You liked him, a lot, and you didn’t want to make the move in case he didn’t feel the same way, because it had been a long time since you cared for somebody the way you cared for Giles.
So when you heard his response you waited.
After hearing it you grinned from ear to ear before composing yourself.
“Turn around.”
Giles whipped around and you walked over, standing in front of the table.
You relayed everything you could the best you could, and Giles helped you explain it all to the group before Buffy decided what they would do.
She settled for them taking it out sooner rather than later
They left and Giles didn’t know if he should say something about what he said or leave it, and while he was lost in through my trying to figure it out you walked over.
You stood next to him, tapping his arm and he looked at you, immediately smiling softly.
“You’re pretty spectacular yourself.”
You said it quickly and he struggled to figure out what you said and you laughed softly and his bewildered look.
He furrowed his brows a little and you leant up, kissing is cheek before stepping away, a small grin on your face as he looked flustered.
“See you around, yeah?”
He nodded his head still stunned for words.
You had just kissed his cheek, and all he could think about was how gentle you were, how you smell slightly like flowers and pine trees.
He wanted to talk to you before it was too late but you had already left the shop, but it made him smile from ear to ear.
The next time he saw you he was going to be sure to ask you for coffee or to dinner, he just had to work up the courage to do that
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