#I know I go through weird bursts of creating a bunch and then reblogging a bunch with a few days of radio silence every here and there

[kakusu-shipping]

Last year I started this huge project of redrawing a bunch of my Self Inserts in my more plump body style, a few of which I posted sporadically as I made them. The plan was to full a whole page with all my old S/Is and then full color all of them and post them all together.

I recently picked that project back up and added a few more S/Is but.. The longer I look at my massive canvas the less motivated I am to color it and then the less motivated I am to do other art

So! Here's the clean sketches for all the ones who go together, the rest I'll be posting as before, just random bunches of unrelated S/Is, uncolored until someone asks about them.

#Emile's Arts #Self Insert #Feel free to ask about any of these btw I've talked about all of them before #But now they're all New and to keep myself sane I won't color them unless someone shows interest in them #Because my coloring game is off recently kfjgkdfjg #Anyway! #I wanna thank everyone who follows this blog for hanging around #I know I go through weird bursts of creating a bunch and then reblogging a bunch with a few days of radio silence every here and there #So I wanna thank you for you patients and more importantly for your encouragement #When I started this redesign project and was posting just 4-5 unrelated S/Is at once I was always so excited to get asks about them #I really only ever want to do something if someone else is interested in it so my motivation waxes and wanes with what y'all interact with #So just. Thankyou for interacting so I can have the motivation to create! #It really has been an uplifting experience self inserting like this with y'all here with me #So thank you once again

[alittleyellowdinosaur]

Bread Baking For Beginners: Tips and Tricks

As part of @homesteadchronicles QuaranTEAM thing, I’m hoping to post a bit of a series on bread baking, to hopefully show you all that it’s actually... not that hard. I don’t know where the idea that baking your own bread is some luxury thing that only highly skilled professionals can do, but it’s a lie! Anyone can bake bread! Even if you are a busy person, you can bake bread, because most of the time the bread is rising and you can do anything else. If I can bake bread weekly in college with a full course load, you can too.

We’ll be starting off with some basic tricks and advice that’ll apply to all bread recipes regardless of type. I’ll also touch on some of the science of bread, aka the Why of what you do these things, and clarify some of the vocabulary. AKA this is going to get long. Let’s go!

Making The Dough

First things first, you’ve got to make the dough, which is fairly easy. But, here are some good tips to keep in mind.

Buy your yeast in a jar. They are like $6, and will last you a long while. Keep the yeast in the fridge, and it will be good for months. Most recipes ask for a packet of yeast, which is about 2 1/2 teaspoons! (A note - you can make your own yeast and cut that cost, but we won’t get into that since this is for beginners)

Start your yeast before adding the rest of the ingredients. Use warm (NOT boiling) water or milk, add the yeast and any sugar the recipe calls for, and let it sit for about 5 minutes, or until you see foam (It looks a bit like sea foam for reference). 

Keep salt separate from direct contact with the yeast. I usually put the flour in first, then add the salt and any butter or eggs asked for on top of that. Salt will kill the yeast that you just spent time getting all happy, which we don’t want! 

If you have a stand mixer, use a dough hook (the one that looks like Captain Hook’s hand). If you don’t have a stand mixer, use your hands, not an electric mixer or wooden spoon. Spatulas and wooden spoons just make it harder, and a hand mixer will clog in seconds. 

Kneading

It seems to me that, other than time, kneading is the biggest concern beginner bread makers have, but it’s not a nightmare. Now, the reason you knead bread isn’t actually because of the yeast, but because you want to build up the gluten strands. This is why bead pulls apart all nice and has that tension when you pull that you expect (whereas cakes and pastry crumbles, because you don’t build up gluten). It seems complicated, but it actually isn’t at all, especially if you have a stand mixer. 

If you have a stand mixer, just let the thing run for about 5 minutes and that’s it.

If you don’t and have to knead by hand, there’s a bunch of techniques. The one I use is to take the lump of dough, stretch it out with the base of my palm, roll it back up, turn it to the side, so the now longer side from rolling it is pointing away from me, stretch it again, and repeat. I recommend this method for beginners. 

If you have to hand mix it, then keep this in mind - If you added olive oil, use OIL to grease your hands and surface. If you did NOT add olive oil (or another type of oil) then use FLOUR. This has to do with whether a dough is enriched (has eggs, butter, or milk) or standard (no eggs, milk, or butter). Just in general, don’t use anything to knead that you haven’t already added in.

You should need for about 5 - 10 minutes as a general rule of thumb, but there are a few ways to check that it’s read to prove. 

The Window Pane Test - This is a test to make sure you’ve built up enough gluten. Stretch a chunk of dough between your thumbs and pointer fingers. If you can stretch it so you can see light through it, without the dough breaking, then you’ve got enough gluten. This test isn’t a be all end all - if you stop kneading before it passes the test, then you’re bread won’t automatically suck, it’s just a good way to double check it’s just right. 

The dough looks smooth. Dough goes through a lot of stages when making bread. When you first start mixing, it tends to look weird, all separated and nasty. Once it’s mixed into a dough, it’s lumpy and sticky. Once it’s properly kneaded, the dough will look smooth and won’t stick to your hands or the bowl, which is what you want

If you press your finger into it, and it bounces back, that’s another good sign. 

Proving

Ahh the easiest part of baking bread. The leave it in the corner and do something else phase. Proving bread allows the yeast to work it’s magic and grow, giving bread those beautiful air bubbles that make the texture so light and perfect. You almost always will have two proves, the first one when it’s in ball form, the second after you’ve shaped the thing.  Between the first and second prove, though, always punch down your dough before shaping it. “But Elliot,” you say, “I just got all those air bubbles in there! Why would I get rid of them? You just said we need them!” Right you are. But punching down the dough allows it to have structure. Doughs that don’t get punched down tend to spread out all over the place and be a bit of a mess, and if you don’t punch it down then shaping it gets difficult. So just give the thing a few wallops before making it into it’s final shape.

The timing of the proves varies per recipe but in general, about 45-60 minutes for a first prove, and 30 or so minutes for a second is usually good. This WILL vary depending on the type of bread you are making. If you’ve added eggs, butter, or milk (an enriched bread remember), it will need a longer prove, since those slow down the rise of the yeast (we call it retarding the yeast), if you are making a bread that needs bigger air bubbles, like ciabatta, you’ll probably need longer too, stuff like that. So follow your recipe! Just a couple of tips for the best proves - 

Let the bread prove in a warm spot. This makes the yeast happy, happy! 

Cover the dough while proving, either with a plastic bag, ceran wrap, or if  nothing else is available, a slightly damp towel. Covering the dough keeps a crust from forming, which will hinder the prove.

Shaping and Baking

This is all fairly explanatory stuff that relies mostly on the recipe and type of bread you’re making, but I wanted to touch on it briefly. Namely, it’s okay if the bread looks ugly. Trust me, most of my baking looks like crap. But it all tastes good, and that’s what matters. If you do want perfect looking bread, here’s a few tips 

Use a wash. There are three types of washes - Egg white, egg with milk, and milk. Egg washes will give a darker color to the bread and make them nice and shiny, and milk washes make them soft, which is useful when making burger buns or other dinner rolls. 

If you want a nice crust, use steam with an egg wash. Steam creates that beautiful, crunchy crust. Professional bread ovens have a steam injector, but you can create the same affect by putting a pan with sides in the oven as it’s preheating, and then pouring cold water in as you put in the bread. Just remember to keep the door closed until it’s ready to come out! 

Remember that the bread will rise a bit more in the oven. The heat will give the yeast one final burst of action before it dies, so don’t be surprised if your nicely shaped cinnamon rolls suddenly start overflowing the pan and become truly massive (which has happened to me). This can also be good to know with the second prove - if the bread/rolls/whatever starts looking big during the second prove, even if it’s only been 15 minutes, throw the thing in the oven because it will get massive. Once you put bread in the oven, it’s all in the hands of the gods. 

Slice the bread once it’s cooled if you want precise, clean cuts like for sandwich bread. If you don’t, eat it warm with butter and experience the beauty that is freshly baked bread.

In Conclusion...

I really hope that these tips can help you start baking bread with a bit more confidence. It is possible, and it’s really not all that hard. You could ignore 99% of these tips and your bread would probably be just fine as long as you kneaded it at least a little (unless it’s no knead bread!) and proved it. Bread is not inaccessible. It’s not something that only the most AestheticTM of Cottagecore people can do. You could do it. Yes you, and you could save a shit ton of money doing it! One bag of flour can make six loaves of sandwich bread, and a jar of yeast lasts months, so overall cost is so much lower long term. Plus, it’s really hard to stress about quarantine with fresh baked bread and butter, all I’m saying here. Hopefully the first recipe, a basic sandwich bread, will be up by the weekend, and I’ll reblog the other recipes I’ve posted in between then. Happy baking!

#homesteadquaranteam #quaranteam #baking #bread #bread baking #cottagecore #my recipes #recipes #bread making #bakers

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Worlds Colliding - Chapter Eleven

Here’s the next chapter!! I hope you guys are excited :) Please like and reblog, let me know if you would like to be added to the tag list! 

Relationships: Dean x OC, Sam, Stiles x OC, Scott

Warnings: Mention of car accident

Description: The two groups unite to find out what’s coming. Dean tells Natalie about his true feelings. 

Catch up here:

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter FiveChapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten

Natalie sat at the kitchen table, not a single emotion passed over her face. The plant on the other side of the room had captured her attention, effectively causing her to ignore every person that was sitting around her. The ticking of the clock was echoing in her ears, louder and louder. Stiles’ thigh was pressed against hers, barely any space existing between their chairs. His face was pinched into an angry scowl, his eyes never leaving Dean and Sam, who sat across from them.

Dean tapped his foot up and down in nervousness. With each passing moment, he resisted the urge to pound the skinny dork in front of him and take Natalie into his arms with a passion. She looked so gorgeous, more grown up than he could have imagined, but exactly the same as he remembered. His Natalie. Her hair was in a messy bun and she didn’t have any makeup on, but she was still flawless in his eyes. But he knew that she hated his guts. So he resolved to keep a blank face on and squeezing his hand into a tight fist over and over again.

“Why don’t we just explain what we’re doing here?” Sam finally offered, shifting in his chair.

Natalie scoffed and kept her eyes on the fern. She bunched up her shirt sleeves in her hands, needing to hold on to something for support. Something that wasn’t attached to a raging, testosterone-filled boy.

“I can tell you’ve really grown up, Nat.” Sam muttered under his breath. Natalie’s eyes widen in such disbelief at his comment.

“You have got to be kidding me. You don’t know anything about who I am, Sam. Not anymore.” He rolled his eyes at her, an annoyed expression twitching at his face.

She took a long look at Sam. He had gotten even taller than she had remembered, his hair starting to grow out just a little bit. His muscles were larger now and were fighting against his t-shirt. Natalie didn’t want to admit it, but he looked good. Although, he still carried himself the same way, his attitude was as if he was doing her a favor by being her. That attitude that made her want to reach out and yank his hair harshly.

“Nothing seems to have changed to me, you still act like a baby when things don’t go your way.” Sam said angrily. Natalie’s jaw dropped.

“Okay, Sam, that’s not effective for the situation. Can you cool it?” Dean directed his comment to his brother.

“You two ditched me, out of the blue, and expect that after five years of silence, I’ll welcome you back with open arms.” She turned her pitiless gaze to Dean, who still had yet to say a word to her since the diner. “You ripped my heart out and just left me to pick up the pieces.”

Dean’s heart punched against his chest in pain. “Nat... I’m so sorry. You have to know I was doing what I thought was best.”

She ignored his statement. “And now, I find out that you also knew about me being some sort of... supernatural... being and didn’t think it was information I might need to know?” Her voice had gotten low, animosity leaking from every word.

Dean went to speak but Natalie held a hand up to interrupt him. “Just save it. Let’s just stick with the facts that I need to know. The sooner I know, the sooner we can go our separate ways.”

Scott and Stiles watched the exchange back and forth like a tennis match, unsure when to jump in. Stiles reached under the table and put a soft touch on her thigh, reminding her that he was there for every step. She didn’t need to be afraid because he wouldn’t leave her, but he was proud of her for sticking up for herself. The soft touch of his hand lit a fire within her, giving her strength.  

Dean sighed in defeat and looked at the table, studying the grains. Sam’s arms were folded across his chest as if to show that he was in protest. Again, the ticking of the clock took over the strained kitchen.

Finally, Dean spoke. “When you were sixteen, I started noticing that all these weird things would happen around you. It’d be at times that you got very excited... or extremely angry. It was like a vacuum was sucking all of the air out of the room-out of my lungs. And you could move things, but I don’t think you noticed it.” Natalie’s heart thumped excitedly at his words, words of memories she didn’t have. “One night, you and Sam had a fight. He had caught you smoking weed with some kids from school. He forced you to come home and you were pretty upset.” She looked to Sam but his eyes were fixed downward. “You two kept yelling at each other, and even though I was trying to stop it, your...power...took over. You lifted off the ground and everything around you was flying into the air, straight at Sam’s head.” This story was scratching a part of her brain that was dying to come bursting out and she could feel a headache coming to the forefront of her brain.

Stiles’ mind was reeling at this information. He was dying to ask questions but he didn’t want to burst the moment, instead opting to let Dean continue uninterrupted.

“The thing is... my dad, us, we’re hunters.” Scott’s ears perked up at this confession. “My dad hates supernatural things. Something supernatural killed our mom.” Natalie frowned and a pit of sadness swelled in her stomach, but she shook it away. She refused to let this turn into some pity party.

Dean continued, “Sam knew that my dad would kill you if he ever found out what you were. And he’d probably disown me if he knew that I’d known. I was so scared, Nat. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do, but I didn’t want to lose you. So I contacted our family friend, Bobby Singer, and he put me in contact with a Shaman.

“I took you to his shop one day and he performed a ritual that would take away your powers... but it also took away your memories of anything having to do with your powers. So you didn’t ever remember why Sam was so mad at you... why he didn’t want to be around you.” Sam’s shoulders tensed up at that comment.

Scott suddenly spoke up, “So you’re telling us that this shaman removed her ability to use her powers? How does that even work?”

Dean ran a rough hand over his face. “I’m not really sure. He had some ability to control spirits. He was chanting and her body was fighting it. Both of them were hovering in the air, her eyes turned completely white, and she... she created this type of force field; I couldn’t get near them. She was screaming and the sound of her screams were wrecking the room. It was terrifying...” He trailed off quietly. “All I know is that nothing ever happened after we went there. You were normal.”

Natalie’s eyes were piercing a whole through Dean’s head, harsh and unrelenting. “Why did you leave me alone? Why would you do that to me and then toss me aside like a used tissue?”

“Nat, I love y-loved you so much. I thought it would be better - safer - for you to live without the complications me and my family bring along. Especially now that you’re human.” His arm was begging to just reach out and grab her hand, but he ignored it just like he was ignoring every other urge in his body. He looked up at Natalie, his eyes pleading for her to understand where he was coming from.

Everything Dean had said had just made her angrier and angrier. Instead of staying with her - loving her - he had left her. He had taken a part of her soul just because she was different than his own family. The person that she had grown to love as a child was gone. Because her Dean would have never done something like that.

“So what am I? Because I sure as hell aren’t human.” Was all Natalie could say. All other words were escaping her mind at the moment.

A hurt look washed over his features, but he answered. “If I knew, I would tell you. But I’ve never seen someone else with those abilities.” He paused and closed his eyes. “I was just trying to do what was best, Nat.”

Stiles had been quiet the whole time, storing all the information he could. He had never heard of any supernatural creature with those abilities, but he was sure that Deaton would know if something like that existed. He kept his hand steady on Natalie’s thigh, rubbing his thumb in circles softly. Stiles could tell that she was clinging to her sanity, wanting to crumble into the floor.

“Why are you here then? If she’s not supposed to have her power anymore, why did you show up and mess around with her life?” Scott inquired. He was just as confused as the rest of them but he saw how hurt Natalie was and she was his friend first.  

At that, Sam directed his attention to Scott. “We were hunting a demon a little over a month ago and it was begging for us to let it free. Started talking about a girl that has these crazy insane powers, saying that their boss wants to use her for it’s own demented plans.”

“Yeah and...?” Stiles prompted.

“So, we’re questioning this little bitch some more and she’s telling us all about the things this girl can do. I don’t know how she knew, but she said every single one of your powers.” Natalie’s eyes looked back and forth between Sam and Dean. Everything that had come out that day was starting to suffocate her and she was trying to break her way out.

“You’re telling me, that a... demon... wants to kidnap me and force me to do his bidding. With powers that I don’t even have anymore.” The words were hanging in the air around her, closing in with each moment.

Stiles’ pulls her a little closer and whispers in her ear. “I won’t let that happen, baby. I won’t let anything hurt you. Ever.”

Natalie smiled at the sentiment, though in her heart of hearts, she knew that he would never stand a chance against a demon. A demon. Something that she thought only existed in her nightmares. Although she truly had no idea what kinds of things Stiles and Scott had fought in their high school career.

Dean tensed as he watched Stiles caress her back and whisper into her ear. He pictured yanking him out of his seat and breaking his arm with barely any effort. Scott sat a little taller as the reeking scent of jealousy increases in the room and he kept his eyes locked on Dean, who’s eyes were locked on his best friend.

Sam cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention again. “Natalie, I’m sorry for what’s happened in the past, but Dean and I won’t let those things get close to you.”

“But just to be safe, you should probably start wearing this again...” Dean slowly slides her necklace across the table and Natalie froze in her seat. The small little pendant stared up at her, waiting for her to bring it to its home around her neck.

“Wha-what the hell? Why would I wan-want to wear that, Dean?” She stuttered.

“This charm keeps you from being possessed by demons.” Sam and Dean pulled down their shirts to reveal matching tattoos of the design.

Natalie scooted the chair back as far as it could go and sighed. She grabbed the necklace reluctantly and started to head out of the room. “I need some time to think. This is all way too much.” Her voice cracked as a tear escaped its rightful place.

Stiles turned and started to follow her out of the room but Scott grabbed his arm. “Just let her have some space, man. I’m sure she’s really overwhelmed with all of these confessions today.”

Stiles knew that Scott was right, but every fiber in his body was calling out to Natalie. He wanted to pull her into his arms and shield her from all of this crap. He wanted to kick all of these people out of the house and spend the rest of the night watching movies with his girl. But... he also knew that Dean wouldn’t leave without a fight. Stiles knew that he cared about Natalie just as much as himself, and it was petrifying to him.

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Two hours later and Natalie was still perched in a chair on the front porch, trying to soak up the last of the warmth for the day. Her eyes were puffy and her face completely flushed from crying, soft sobs occasionally bubbling back up out of her chest. For the most part though, she was done crying and just enjoying the view of the sun sitting on the horizon. Occasionally, the wind would sweep across the porch and blow through her hair, giving her the extra help to take a deep breath.

The door creaked open and her heart started pounding as she caught a glimpse of Dean sauntering out of the house. He had his hands stuffed awkwardly in his pockets and his shoulders were tense, like he was holding his breath, expecting her to start yelling at him.

“Hey there...” Natalie mumbled. She pulled her jacket around herself tighter, trying to create a barrier.

Dean plopped down on the stair steps and looked around at the neighborhood. “This is a really nice place you have here.” He sounded sad, his green eyes were searching through memories instead of the yard in front of him. Natalie’s body desired to reach out and rub his back, but she refrained. It was an automatic response that she didn’t know was still in her.

“Thanks, it’s a nice place to call home...” She trailed off.

“How can you afford this nice of a house? You’re only twenty-one. You have some fancy-pants job now?” He glanced over at the girl.

Natalie’s gaze fell to her hands, sitting lonely in her lap. “Laura passed away a couple years ago.” Dean’s stomach flipped.

“What? H-how?” He croaked out, shocked. Her aunt had been one reason that he had convinced himself that Natalie would be alright. And now he was hearing that she had been alone for years. He was such an idiot.

“Um, a car accident. It was near the end of winter and this car hit some black ice, crossed over the line, and hit her head on. She never even made it to the hospital.”

The color had left Dean’s face. “Oh my god, I am so sorry, Nat. I can’t even imagine how difficult that must have been. I know how close you and Laura were after...everything.”

Natalie started to speak but the words choked in her throat and water clouded her eyes.

He stood up and moved closer to Natalie but she waved him away. She had a couple tears running down her face but she wiped them away quickly and chuckled. “I’ll be okay, Dean. You haven’t worried about me for five years, no reason to start now.”

Dean sighed and sat down in the chair next to her. “I thought about you every single day, Nat. You have to believe me when I say that it nearly killed me to leave you that night. I’ve been running on autopilot all these years without you.” He reached for her, struggling to hold her hand in his.

“That’s a nice story, Dean, but not one of my favorites.” She said bitterly, avoiding his eyes.

He lifted his hand and cupped her chin, pulling her face closer to his. A small gasp left her lips in surprise, she could feel his warm breath on her face. Their lips were barely inches apart.

“I have been lost without you, Nat. And I’m so sorry that I hurt you and that I left you to pick up the pieces of your life alone. Especially after what happened to Laura. But I love you, I have since the day I met your sassy six year old self, and I promise that I will never hurt you ever again. I promise that I will love you until the end of my life. And I won’t let anything...else...hurt you either.” Natalie’s lip trembled, tears growing again, the lump had returned to her throat.

“I-I don’t know what to say, D” She managed to say. Her green eyes darting between his eyes and his lips with uncertainty.

Determination flooded through Dean’s eyes. “Just say you love me too. Say that you’ll forgive me and let me earn back your trust.” He pleaded.

Natalie wanted to scoff but something held her back. “You make it sound easy.”

His hand tightened around her tiny one with hope. “It is easy, baby. All of this has taught me is that I don’t want to ever be without you again. You make me strong.” His thumb brushed against her cheek, sending sparks dancing across her skin with passion. She was sure he could hear her heart banging in her chest.  

The man that she had loved for a majority of her life was here, in front of her, declaring his love for her. She wanted to scream that she loved him too and that she could forget everything he had done. It would be so easy to lean forward and kiss the lips that used to feel so familiar to her. It would make things so much easier if she could just forgive him for what he did. But her heart clenched at the thought of the past and her walls hardened again. A empty look passed over her face and she dropped his hand.

“I really appreciate everything you’ve said, Dean. And I don’t have any ill-will towards you. But it’s too late. Let’s just get this over with and we can go our separate ways.” With that, Natalie stood up and walked back into the house, leaving Dean alone in the night.

Dean cleared his throat and dried the tears that had escaped. He wished he could forget the look on her face, expel that memory from his head. Now he had to come to terms that the girl he’d loved for longer than he could remember was lost to him forever. He would never have her to call his own.

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#stiles x oc #stiles stilinski #dean x OC #dean winchester #Sam Winchester #Scott McCall #supernatural #teen wolf #Superwolf #fanfiction #Worlds colliding #stiles x reader #dean x reader #Jensen Ackles #dylan o'brien

[clexaweekofficial]

Clexaweek2018 Masterlist

Here it is: the masterlist of all fics, art, and more created for Clexaweek2018! They’re not in any particular order but I put ratings and word length at the bottom of their summaries. There was a LOT to go through, not everyone tagged me/sent me a link, and the tags can be finicky to search through (example: found a bunch I missed because I was searching through the #Clexaweek2018 rather than #Clexa week 2018) so please shoot me a message and let me know if I forgot yours so I can add it on. Otherwise...enjoy! Please reblog as well as like that way word gets out and we can share the Clexa love! :)

Fics: Day 1- Meet Ugly

Monographs by Raspberry Tree Lexa finds her girlfriend in bed with another woman. M, 1160 words.

(and when I touch you) i feel happy inside by brokendevil At least by the third time, Clarke isn't technically grabbing a stranger's hand. Or: five times Clarke held Lexa's hand first and one time Lexa held Clarke's. T, 7826 words, complete.

The Escape Artist by ivywoman63 Lexa’s a temporary cop, Clarke’s a temporary perp. Small town protest leads to Lexa throwing Clarke in the slammer. It’s like Orange is the New Black. No, it’s nothing like that. 
Just a little, fluffy, fun one shot for ClexaWeek 2018. T, 10918 words, complete.

The Morning After by TheSSClexa Clarke wakes up the morning after, she can’t remember much, not even the woman’s name. Taking a peek out the bedroom door, last night’s lay is definitely hot - and, is she making pancakes? T, 9139 words, in progress.

The Flower Girl by Kendrene When Lexa notices that flowers are vanishing from her garden, she decides to investigate. A blonde thief, an ambush, and a walk later she finds herself with more than she bargained for. And falling for someone new. Or: the one where Clarke steals from Lexa's garden and thinks she can get away with it. E, 2122 words, in progress.

let me make it up to you by almostafantasia In which Clarke gets an internship in the city and completely ruins her chances with the cute girl who shares her commute when their first ever interaction starts with an accidental boob grab. Or so she thinks. E, 6767 words, complete.

Can't Think Straight by billet_doux Behind her, a tap on her shoulder caught her attention. Clarke turned, ready to yell at whatever invasive, goody-two-shoes freshman was about to reprimand her for yelling and making a scene past quiet hours, but the blood drained from her face as she met the eyes of a campus policewoman. “Shit.” It was going to be a long night. Or: the one where Clarke makes a dumb decision, and Lexa, a campus officer, has to bring her in. T, 2673 words, complete.

Surprisingly, The Best Night I've Had Ever. by DistantStar, mmeister911 Being soulmates isn't always easy and first impressions are lasting, especially when you meet fist to face. Lexa and Clarke meet in a very unexpected way. M, 7857 words, complete.

Good Samaritan by eternaleponine Law student Lexa accidentally hits med student Clarke with her car in a parking garage. Clarke decides Lexa needs to make it up to her. M, 4771 words, complete.

Clexa Week 2018 by kittymannequin Chapter 1 Meet Ugly- Clarke doesn't hold the elevator for Lexa. NR, 1391 words, complete.

0300 by K17L53 Captain Woods has had a long day out on patrol. And all she wants right now is sleep and silence. But there seems to be someone in the communal kitchen being obnoxiously loud. Enter Private Griffin, who’s up at 3 in the morning making cookies. No one likeks being caught doing someone they’re not supposed to and Lexa is not at all impressed by her quirky little comebacks. But maybe, just maybe, they can work out a little deal so Clarke doesn’t get in trouble? T, 2653 words, complete.

Walk of Shame by Waxa They meet each other on a Saturday morning both doing their walk of shame. G, 1574 words, complete.

(You Stole My Heart) Like Stealing Candy from a Baby rsconne Another shitty Valentine's Day. Clarke and Lexa both just want to binge on chocolate and wine and nurse their broken hearts in peace. But a chance encounter in the supermarket changes everything.... M, 6281 words, complete.

Kismet by theproseofnight Clarke leaves a unique first impression on Lexa, though not the kind she was hoping for.
Lexa doesn’t mind her unconventional ways. She thinks they’re inevitable, anyways. G, 3500 words, complete. Drive! by imincharge by imincharge Clarke is being chased by the cops, jumps in a random car e yells "drive!" Except that she couldn't have chosen a worse car to do it. G, 4933 words, complete. With a quick wing she brushes (the wide world through) by iwhsotb by iwhsotb Clarke is bringing in her spoils for trade when something goes awry. Lexa is skiving off a trade meeting during her visit to a Trikru village to continue Aden's lessons. When world's collide it's not always pretty. G, 5202 words, complete. the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 Chapter 1- Meet Ugly. Clarke Griffin meets the Commander of the Grounder army under less-than-ideal circumstances. M, 1,414 words, complete.

Clexa Week Day One: Meet ugly by HedaClexaKomBlackhill  It’s not technically their first meeting, but it’s the first time they bother to exchange names - and Clarke’s got quite the surprise. T, 5052 words, complete.

A Place to be Born by liminalsmith by liminalsmith The weird Clexa soulmates AU, with eventual library smut, that absolutely nobody asked for. “Are you laughing at me?” Clarke asks, full of mock offence. “I…oh my God. You are laughing at me. You are quite strange, Lexa Woods.” “Likewise, Clarke.” Lexa shakes her head, stares out the window, then back at Clarke. Her voice is soft when she asks, “What are you so eager to sell your soul for?” Clarke grips the wheel, bites the inside of her lip till she tastes blood. “You can’t sell something you don’t have.” T, 8430 words, in progress.

Collision by hlnwst Clarke is having an amazing day until a wayward skateboarder crashes into her. M, 3951 words, complete.

bang shui by AndiLand (AndiMarquette)by AndiLand (AndiMarquette) Clarke Griffin is a med student at Polis University. She and Raven Reyes are roommates who just moved into an apartment closer to campus, but their neighbors have extremely loud marathon sexy times and Clarke is just not getting the rest she needs. Finally, she runs into one of the neighbors -- Lexa Woods, a grad/law student -- and tells her to please move her bed away from the wall. Which is embarrassing, yes, but anything could result from that type of conversation... NR, 42568 words, in progress.

Hit you real hard by Cowmander by Cowmander Clarke hits Lexa with her car. For Clexa week 2018 day one. G, 1152 words, complete.

There are no Accidents by AllysonDark by AllysonDark Lexa just wanted to relax after exams but a paint covered blonde has other plans. NR, 2381 words, complete.

The Foolishness by SovereignChicken by SovereignChicken Indra can not deal with foolishness on a regular day but when her Captain and a fiery blonde burst into song and the rest of the campus follows suit, she especially can not deal. NR, 5379 words, in progress.

Laundry by thedenouementby thedenouement Clarke uses Lexa's laundry machine and Lexa isn't impressed. 2,486 words, complete.

Meet Ugly by theclosetcase by theclosetcase Lexa's just trying to get through her residency at the hospital when Clarke shows up, with terrible flu, high off NyQuil and making lewd comments. 1,826 words, complete.

My Knight in Dark Rimmed Glasses by Kai_Jean Clarke wasn't expecting to run into someone who intrigued her as much as Lexa. She's the most popular girl in school and yet she's never seen this girl before. What will running into her change for the both of them? T, 6418 words, in progress.

i see what’s mine and take it by contessellation  Horse show nonsense. They're rivals competing in the Amateur Owner Jumpers. Each one has won a division championship and a division reserve championship, and now they're tied for points for series end awards. Who will win this class? Clarke is oblivious. Warmup nonsense ensues. T, 1562 words, complete.

Falling, Falling as if From Far Up by MaloryArcher A story just as much about falling near each other as it is about falling for each other. NR, 2890 words, in progress.

A Slippery Slope by LadyKateRussell Clarke gets blown over in the high winds on the opening day of Pyeongchang and into the lap of a French Olympic skier. This is awkward. Or: The Pyeongchang Winter Olympic fic. M, 3391 words, complete.

Into the Wild Blue by DreamsAreMyWords Lexa works at her aunt's ranch every summer and has a simple job: watch the house. Then Clarke Griffin, a spoiled rich girl, drives her car straight into that house. Now Clarke has to work at the ranch to pay off her debt, and they both spend far too much time bickering to cover up the fact that they can’t take their eyes off each other. Meet ugly au where Clarke quite literally crashes into Lexa's life. T, 15,778 words, complete.

Can't Keep My Hands to Myself by jayenator565 Handball AU. Lexa Woods never dreamed she’d touch her girlfriend’s boobs before they even knew each other’s names.. Clarke Griffin never dreamed she’d meet her lover in such a compromising position. 1984 words, complete.

Heartlines by Bal3xicon Clarke is certain her mom and Raven are trying to set her up with a single mom, but which one of the women at the Fourth of July party is it? Octavia? Gina? Or Lexa, the woman with eyes she can't look away from who is making it had to think straight? High chance Clarke is going to fuck this up before it even starts. This story is a Clexa prequel in my The Way it Stops and Starts universe. G, 2801 words, in progress.

Day 2- Constantly Mistaken For a Couple

The One Where Everyone is Gay for Everyone Else by AllysonDark Everyone thinks the lead singer and the bassist are banging (even the rest of their band) but really they're just friends, right? T, 1639 words, complete.

A Life Like This by billet_doux "As the hours passed, an air of awkwardness encased the two, something that Lexa wasn’t used to. She worried, wondering if Clarke knew that Lexa was going to ask her out, instantly regretting even thinking about shifting the good dynamic between the two-- “I’m pregnant.” Lexa froze, unblinking. "What?" Or: the one where Clarke and Lexa are always mistaken for a couple, and there's a baby. G, 6452 words, complete.

Just Friends...Apparently by hlnwst Lexa and Clarke have been best friends forever - just best friends. Yet, everyone seems to think they're more than 'just best friends'... G, 3423 words, complete.

Always by Waxa They’ve been friends since childhood; some things happen that make them realize what they were to each other all along. G, 3999 words, complete.

Don't You Run Away by eternaleponine Everyone knows that Clarke and Lexa have been a couple since they met in freshman year... except Clarke and Lexa. Now they're seniors and Lexa is returning from a semester abroad. Will they figure things out before it's too late?M, 1870 words, complete. Clexa Week 2018 by kittymannequin Chapter 2: No, she’s not my girlfriend. NR, 1427 words.

It Rained In Seattle by thedenouement The "I adopted a kid because I thought I was responsible but things got hectic and I'm a hot mess, and you're my neighbour who helps me with childcare but now the kid things that we're both their parents and I'm really in love with you" au, in which Clarke adopts a three-year-old and Lexa owns a dog. G, 4431 words, complete.

The Half Pipe by DistantStar, mmeister911 Lexa Woods was a rising star. The face of women's snowboarding until a terrible accident four years ago. In the Sochi Olympics it was all swept away by a terrible injury when she tried a trick that less than a handful of people world-wide had ever landed successfully. She was taken away by ambulance and is lucky to be alive. Some thought she'd quit. Some thought she'd never snowboard again. But now she's back at the 2018 Olympics, and she's brought the one person that kept her going from day one at the hospital, her best friend, Clarke Griffin, with her.
This time, she's bringing home gold. M, 10992 words, complete.

the world's tiniest wingman by almostafantasia When Lexa is babysitting her nephew Aden in public, a teenage girl accidentally mistakes her and a random stranger named Clarke for a couple with their adorable infant son. The girl seems so excited to see a happy gay family out in public and neither Lexa nor Clarke want to break it to her that they only met two minutes ago. G, 1673 words, complete. Future plans by HedaClexaKomBlackhill Five times Clexa weren’t together, and one time they were. T, 3038 words, complete.

the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 Chapter 2: Constantly Mistaken for a Couple “So how long have you been boning the Commander, Clarke?” 1,872 words.

Of Iced Coffee and Rocks Shownkindness “You give me free coffee at the school cafe because you work there and I am the only one that talks to you like you are a real person” T, 2315 words, complete. leave the kids alone by 100hearteyes They've been dancing around their feelings. The students got used to seeing the two teachers walk down the hall together, always deep in conversation, with soft smiles and casual touches. Their couches got used to two pairs of butt cheeks instead of one leaving marks on the cushions several nights a week. Their bank accounts got used to sharing the brunt of constant meals for two. To anyone looking, they quickly became the perfect couple — and that, apparently, is exactly what their students started thinking. G, 3247 words, complete. Friends don't look at each other like that by theclosetcase Constantly mistaken for a couple. 2565 words, complete. Pirouette by kokkoro Clarke and Lexa have been dancing together since they were small and they don't really know what it's like to be apart. 1106 words, complete.

Day 3- At Work

Not So Grey's Anatomy by AllysonDark When Anya forces her to see to the doctor after a tumble in the yard, Lexa is a little put out to say the least, it didn't hurt that bad, really, but when she lays eyes on the doctor, she finds herself a little more willing to listen to her sister's common sense. NR, 2202 words, complete. Partners by Cowmander “These drug lords could still be targeting you, Lexa. You should probably not be so predictable. Just do the opposite of what you normally do.” “Oh, that’s too bad. I was totally gonna have sex with you today.” Or: Clarke and Lexa are partners at the LAPD. T, 1414 words, complete. Bend Over by Waxa The classic office smut fic. It’s just a PWP fic. M, 3049 words, complete. 

Office Fantasies by billet_doux Standing in front of the mirror, Clarke shook her head. She couldn't believe she was about to do this. She rubbed the thin lace between her fingers, letting it fall over her small baby bump, either side of the babydoll framing her stomach. She supposed she didn’t look bad--it was a cute babydoll, lacy and black. It suited her well, standing out against her pale skin and framing her curves. She figured it was now or never, really. Or: the one where Clarke is pregnant, and she really just wants to bone her wife. M, 3809 words, complete.

On the Clock by K17L53 Officer Woods, a new patrol cop who loves her job has the pleasure of meeting seasoned paramedic Clarke Griffin while on the clock. They seem to get along, Lexa’s good with everyone she comes across but she takes a special liking to the paramedic. So she can’t complain when Clarke happens to be the one called to a lot of the same scenes as her because it just gives her an excuse to talk to her. G, 2763 words, in progress. Clexa Week 2018 by kittymannequin Chapter 3: Turn to page five, please. NR, 1072 words, complete. the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 Chapter 3: At Work “Clarke,” Lexa murmurs, “I’m working.” “You’re always working.” “The job of the Commander is never over.” “Not even when you have a beautiful woman trying to take you to bed?” 3,849 words. The True Ninja Doesn't Make a Splash At All by rsconne Clarke's guest hosting stint on American Ninja Warrior takes an unexpected turn when professional rockclimber and Ninja Warrior phenom Lexa Woods hits the course. M, 3478 words, complete.

A Little Flirting Never Killed Anybody by Wallflower1313 The Clexa Criminal Minds AU we've always wanted. T, 7503 words, complete. All That Glitters by eternaleponine Clarke is a physical therapist/sports trainer fresh out of school who is lucky enough to be appointed to the medical team for Team USA at the Olympics. Lexa is an alpine ski racer who came onto the international scene out of nowhere and took it by storm. She comes looking for some help loosening up an old injury, and finds herself on Clarke's table. G, 3607 words, in progress.

A moment of unprofessionalism by HedaClexaKomBlackhill Clarke is adopting, Lexa is her case worker. Things get unprofessional. T, 4793 words, complete. You ain't nobody until you got somebody by clexaship In 2017 Lexa is 27 years old and works at her mother’s company after she got her Master’s degree in Engineering and Public Policy. Clarke is a Law student who got an internship at the exact same corporation to gain some practical experience. But things turn out to be a little more demanding than she first expected… NR, 4593 words, in progress. Galaxy by DistantStar, mmeister911 Clarke and Lexa don't get along, in fact they can't stand each other half the time. It comes to a head when they both compete for the same grant to succeed in their dreams to continue studying the stars. But there's always more than meets the eye. M, 4820 words, complete. journeys end in lovers meeting by almostafantasia Lexa’s literature project takes an unexpected turn when her partner Clarke accidentally sends her a racy selfie instead of a photo of their task sheet. Lexa has to try and find a way to finish the project without spontaneously combusting, but when Clarke realizes her mistake, all schoolwork gets forgotten entirely. T, 3589 words, complete. Inspiration by thedenouement The "I'm a writer with a deadline coming up and nothing to write about and you're an artist at the gallery where I've come to find inspiration teaching second graders how to draw mind if I join you?" au, in which Lexa's a writer without words and Clarke can see her coming from a mile away. G, 2134 words, complete. Lunch Date by theclosetcase At work au. 444 words, complete. Hands On by MaloryArcher Clarke co-owns an auto body shop. For years, she's preferred to stay in her office, clear of the customers and grease, but when Lexa shows up for hoping for an oil change, Clarke rethinks her approach. T, 3696 words, complete.

Day 4- Accidental Stimulation

Lipstick Stains On My Passport by DreamsAreMyWords Clarke and Lexa are two strangers who happen to run into each other in airports. The first time they undress each other with their eyes. The second time they decide to get hands-on about it.
Or: Lexa's a useless lesbian, Clarke's a useless bisexual, and this is a smutty, fluffy one-shot written for day 4: accidental stimulation for Clexaweek2018. E, 14192 words, complete. Galaxy (Written in the Stars) by DistantStar, mmeister911 After two weeks of working on the proposal together, Clarke and Lexa decide to take a break and things come unravelled. After all, being trapped in an office for so long with your crush can do things to a girl... E, 12162 words, complete. Crossing the Line by Sheisme Lexa is training hard for the annual Crossfit Games. She's determined, focused and refuses to let anything distract her. Enter Clarke, the new massage therapist at her gym. They both feel an attraction and decide to do the mature thing about it: avoid each other. That is until Clarke is tasked with massaging Lexa and things get heated. M, 3968 words, complete. Shifting Gears by eternaleponine It's the start of spring break, and Clarke's car has decided to quit. Lexa offers to give her a ride home. In the middle of an epic traffic jam, things gets a little... heated. E, 5814 words, complete. Nice Hands by hlnwst Remember that handball video? This is the Clexa version :) Clarke and Lexa are on opposite teams for their college handball championship game. It's close and competitive until the two start taking the game of handball quite literally... NR, 2090 words, complete. Come Play with Me by AllysonDark A little competition never hurt anyone. E, 2954 words, complete. The Commander's Doctor by billet_doux Clarke was a lost cause as Lexa’s hands trailed all over her body, positioning her into the right stances, sliding up and down her arms and legs, settling on her hips. Oh yes, training with Lexa was definitely her new favorite hobby. OR; the one where Clarke learns that observing the Commander during her training leads to some fun alone time afterwards. T, 2266 words, complete. the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 Chapter 4: Accidental Stimulation- Whenever she sees Lexa take command of her people — direct a meeting between the Ambassadors, deliver serious yet heartfelt speeches to her Natblida, don her war paint, ride her horse into battle — Clarke can’t quite help the way her body physically reacts. It’s starting to get a little embarrassing. 2,721 words. downward facing dog by almostafantasia The way that Lexa’s body twists and contorts itself into each position with an effortless grace is honestly spank bank material. And no, Clarke isn’t going to get herself off while thinking of her yoga instructor, but the point is that if she wanted to then she wouldn’t have to try very hard to get herself into the right mood. Or: while Lincoln is away on a business trip, Clarke accompanies Octavia to her yoga class in what is supposed to be a one off favour to her best friend. But when she meets the instructor, Clarke can’t stop herself from returning week after week. M, 2676 words, complete. I didn't mean to turn you on.... by Tallgayfanny Clarke accidentally stumbles upon Lexa’s private tumblr account, where she talks about her feelings for Clarke. M, 1668 words, in progress. Cherub by theproseofnight Lexa tries to read. Clarke’s less-than-angelic ways make it very difficult. M, 5500 words, complete.

Grand Slam Thank you Ma’am by faithtastic No one took much notice of Lexa Woods as a scrawny little upstart, but flash forward a few years and she’s got a real shot at a Wimbledon Title. But when a recurring injury flares up before the Championships begin, she’s forced to seek treatment. What she wasn’t counting on when she walked into the clinic that day was for a sassy blonde physio to turn her carefully ordered world upside down… AKA Tennis!AU. M, 11261 words, in progress. Clexa Week 2018 by kittymannequin Chapter 4: Pools and pretty girls. NR, 1279 words, complete.

Of Iced Coffee and Rocks by Shownkindness Chapter 2: Coffee Stains. This is day 3 and 4 mixed together because I don't write smut and I thought this situation was to perfect. T, 2315 words, complete. Polis Tattoo by TheSSClexa Clarke doesn't have any tattoos, but the moment Raven drags her into Polis Tattoo, her eyes transfix on the artist inside, a sexy green eyed brunette and Clarke can't help but decide on her first tattoo... on her hip. T, 2417 words, complete.

HSAU by clexa-hsau Accidental Stimulation au. 4968 words, complete.

Afterglow by liminalsmith Lexa and Clarke lead a diplomatic mission to the mysterious Trishanakru. The trouble is Clarke is distracting, Lexa is very very gay, Raven is a natural wonder, their hosts won't stop partying, and the forest is kind of psychedelic.

Day 5- Rivals in a Secret Relationship

Lane of Legendary Love by Serenity_Searcher Clarke and Lexa are the mid lane stars of two rival League of Legends teams. They play against each other on stage and are known as two of the best players in the legue. There is more than simple respect brewing between them though. It may revolve around League of Legends but its more focused on the people that are playing it. For Clexa week 2018 Rivals in a secret relationship. T, 2885 words, in progress. Ask Me No Questions (And I'll Tell You No Lies) by rsconne Clarke rejoins her trivia team after a long hiatus and discovers that her team's main competition is an attractive woman at the bar who beats them all by herself. Color Clarke intrigued.... Or, the Bar Trivia AU that not a single person asked for. M, 5600 words, in progress. the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 Chapter 5: Rivals in a Secret Relationship The Commander does not fall in love. She is above such trivial, earthly matters. She is Heda; she is stone; she is incorruptible. She is also in love. 2,195 words. Pep Rallies vs. Art Galleries by eternaleponine Clarke and Lexa are teachers at the same school: Clarke is everyone's favorite art teacher, and Lexa teaches history, but is also the girls' soccer coach. The athletics department always seems to get what it wants, and Clarke is determined to change that... but at what cost? E, 3969 words, complete. Red, White and Blue in the Skies by thedenouement The "We've known each other since the fourth grade when you transferred schools and stole my crown and have been competing over spelling bee's and Valedictorian titles among the gossip mills of the Upper East Side ever since and somewhere along the way we became fuck buddies but I think I'm actually falling in love with you" au, in which Clarke and Lexa attempt to navigate each other against the backdrop of their last summer in the Hamptons and feelings are messy things. T, 4090 words, complete. Of Bad Flirting and Silly Rivalries by billet_doux Aden is exasperated at his sister's bad flirting attempts and just wants to practice baseball. Lexa's "best friend" has other plans on how to spend the day. Clarke and Lexa aren't fooling anybody. G, 423 words, complete. Clexa Week 2018 by kittymannequin Chapter 5: My coffee is better than yours. NR, 855 words, complete.

You're so on by Waxa High school AU, something ticks off Lexa and of course it was Clarke. G, 1043 words, complete. For my Heda by HedaClexaKomBlackhill Alpha Clarke meets an omega shortly after landing on the ground, but until there is peace their people cannot know. T, 2962 words, complete. Sweets 'N Treats by DistantStar, mmeister911 Lexa and Clarke are both candy shop owners who are trying to compete against the other to be the best in town. Everyone thinks they hate each other as they spend more time arguing than anything else. But what they don't know is that are actually in a relationship... Nobody would have guessed that. M, 6474 words, complete. life's incredible again by almostafantasia Every city needs a superhero. This city has two. Fierce rivals by day and lovers by night, Clarke and Lexa learn the struggles of leading a double life, particularly when it becomes impossible to stop their personal and professional lives from becoming entangled. T, 8951 words, complete. Good Game by K17L53 Soccer rivals Clarke Griffin and Lexa Woods can’t seem to stand each other on the pitch and referees are tired of it. But what happens when they end up staying at the same hotel only across the hall from each other? Is their explosive chemistry only exclusive to the pitch? Or can it be…transferred to another activity that leaves them breathless? T, 3925 words, complete. Two Sides of the Same Coin by MaloryArcher Clarke and Lexa have been convinced for years that the only thing they have in common is their love for their mutual best friend Lincoln. When Lincoln meets the girl of his dreams and has less time to spend with his two wildly different besties, it's up to Clarke and Lexa to find out whether they've been wrong about each other all along. T, 3512 words, complete.

Day 6- Famous

celebrity crush by almostafantasia Everybody has that one celebrity they would go ride or die for. For Lexa, that person is famous lingerie model, LGBT activist, and all round feminist icon, Clarke Griffin. Lexa fantasizes about meeting her idol for way too long until one night, after a few too many drinks, she ends up commenting on Clarke’s latest Instagram photo with a corny chat up line. She wakes up the following morning full of regret, but also surprised to find a message in her inbox from Clarke asking to go for a drink. Lexa is convinced the whole thing is a prank until Clarke actually walks into the bar, and she can’t believe her luck when Clarke invites Lexa back to her hotel room and every fantasy that Lexa has ever had about her celebrity crush starts to come true. E, 7992 words, complete.

The Bachelorette AU by Waxa The Bachelorette AU: Clarke Griffin first stole America’s heart by becoming the most sold out artist/painter in the history of the world at only 22. This mogul has charmed her way ever since, with her charm personality and sweet, girl-next door wit and spunk. She has finally opened up about her desire to settle down and her desire to find her perfect soul mate. Clarke will embark on her own journey to find love when she stars in the 18th edition of The Bachelorette. G, 2410 words, complete.

(Why We Wear) Black by thedenouement The "I'm a fashion reporter going live from the red carpet at the Golden Globes and you're the famous actress, nominee and avid activist for women's equality that the world doesn't know I'm dating, so I'm going to bite my tongue through this interview and resist the urge to tell you I love you and we can make out in the bathroom at the after the show," au, in which Lexa tells Clarke why she is wearing black and Clarke can't hide her pride for her award winning girlfriend. T, 2866 words, complete.

Right Place, Right Time by DistantStar, mmeister911 Lexa Woods was just trudging through her day to day routine when she meets Clarke who turns her world upside down Clarke Griffin is a supermodel on a hiatus. They meet when they least expect it...sparks fly. M, 6428 words, complete.

the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 Chapter 6: Famous- The Commander is the most recognizable figure within the 13 Clans. But Wanheda comes in a close second. 2,382 words.

The Queen and Me by HedaClexaKomBlackhill Dr Clarke Griffin is about to marry her longtime girlfriend, the Queen of Trigeda. It’s a loose “Prince and Me” AU that I’ve been playing with for forever. M, 1812 words, complete.

Clexa Week 2018 by kittymannequin Chapter 6: Soccer players and movie stars. NR, 1960 words, complete.

Skin to Win by rsconne Lexa Woods: the world's top downhill skier, multi gold medal favorite, America's darling. It might be her last Games, and she's determined that nothing will distract her from reaching the podium. That is, until an awkward run in with biathlete Clarke Griffin.... M, 6993 words, complete.

And The Day Came by eternaleponine Clarke and Lexa met as costars on a TV show, until the untimely death of Lexa's character. But they kept in touch after her departure, and occasionally communicate through items fans give them to sign... T, 5841 words, complete.

The Rockstar and the Care Worker by HedaClexaKomBlackhill As a favour to her manager, Clarke agrees to visit a group foster care home to visit a fan. She finds more than just a fan. T, 5665 words, complete.

Everything feels like a tragedy by Teroe That one where clarke’s a rock star and lexa’s an indie musician and sometimes life gets in the way. T, 4056 words, complete.

Good Look For You by femininenachos On the afternoon of a Very Important pitch meeting that could elevate Griffin+Reyes to the next level, architect!Clarke gets thrown off her game by a certain model with a muddy ‘European’ accent… Model!AU. M, 4808 words, complete. 

Day 7- Free Day

bend or curl by 100hearteyes Lexa's Norway and Clarke's USA are underdogs in the 2018 Olympic curling medal race, but both women are too competitive not to set their sights on the gold. They're also too in love with each other not to tempt fate with secret rendezvous, all the while stoking a mad rivalry between their teams. T, 3182 words, in progress. Why I Wake Early by kay_be Lexa and Clarke are working at a summer camp. If you had told Clarke at the beginning of the summer she would voluntarily get up before the bugle most mornings, squandering precious sleep, she'd have scoffed at you. Find out what gets Clarke out of bed in the morning. T, 1745 words, complete. The Bucket List by thedenouement The "Everyone knows the age they will die at birth and when we meet at a college party we both have two years left so let's liquidate our savings and go on a around-the-world trip because I cannot sit here one more moment and pretend I'm okay," au, in which Clarke and Lexa take a Bucket List trip and miracles can happen. G, 5619 words, complete. That Damn Brunette with Green Eyes by inadequatelygrey Your classic coffee shop clexa with Clarke being a gay mess. T, 1032 words, complete. Hang the DJ (Black Mirror AU) by Waxa A Black Mirror AU from season 4 episode 4 “Hang the DJ.” Paired up by a dating program that puts an expiration date on all relationships, Lexa and Clarke soon begin to question the system's logic. G, 12201 words, in progress. a heart spilled out in ink by anddirtyrain Clarke leaves the book under Lexa’s pillow.
The neatly folded pages upon pages, her heart spilled out in ink, a gift for the woman she loves. Or: an ode to Lexa. T, 2178 words, in progress. The Marriage Contract by HedaClexaKomBlackhill Lexa’s father won’t let her take over as CEO until she’s married. Clarke just wants out from her financial dependence on her mother - and Abby’s control. Raven suggests jokingly that Clarke sign up to be a trophy wife. M, 9859 words, complete. Love Alters Not by HowNowWit Up-and-coming actress Lexa Woods costars with Clarke Griffin on the new crime drama Locked and Loaded. The two became fast friends during season one. Nearing the end of season two, a routine encounter at an unassuming cafe launches Lexa into a spotlight she wasn't ever expecting to navigate, least of all with her straight best friend. NR, 3645 words, in progress.

Thumper Take Two by hedaclexuh Clarke is new at school. Her father is known for his investigational skills which brings them to a town overwhelmed with overdoses. She lets the mysterious girl who sits behind her in English copy off of her quiz which leads to an invitation to a little get together. Clarke soon realizes that Lexa is into more than casual drinks with her friends to unwind from a stressful week at school, however, Clarke is still intrigued. She accidentally gets mixed up in the mess and tries to find a way to get Lexa and herself out of danger. T, 2082 words, in progress. A Kiss for Charity by imincharge A man almost got to kiss Clarke for charity but sapphic hero Lexa saved the day and outbid him. G, 2405 words, complete. Quitters Prosper by MaloryArcher Lexa can't keep herself from staring at the blonde before her. G, 693 words, complete. These Fingertips Are Yearning by AnonBeMe Oh, how Lexa yearns to feel her skin, to find out if she is as warm and soft as she looks. So much that she aches. NR, 3796 words, complete. Like Seasons by TheCuddleMonster Some things come and go like seasons but Clexa is forever. T, 1391 words, complete. The Morning After by TheSSClexa Clarke wakes up the morning after, she can’t remember much, not even the woman’s name. Taking a peek out the bedroom door, last night’s lay is definitely hot - and, is she making pancakes? M, 9139 words, in progress. Living with the stars and the trees by Readomon Basically a straight up roommate AU. Hopefully some cute shenanigans. Both Clarke and Lexa are pure beans. T, 2715 words, in progress. Candlelight by RaspberryTree After Lady Clarke publicly rejects the king’s advances, he seeks to humiliate her by marrying her off to the ruthless commander of his armies. Clarke finds that there’s more to Lexa than the king knows. T, 3385 words, complete. the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 Chapter 7: Marriage- For two years, Clarke and Lexa have been living together in the capital, ruling mostly side-by-side. But some of the other Clans still oppose the amount of power Clarke seems to hold within the Coalition, and especially the way the Commander seems to listen to and even defer to her on important matters of state. In order to cement Clarke’s position as a ruler equal to the Heda, Lexa convinces her that they must go through with an elaborate political ceremony. A logistical thing, really. Simply for show. (But she’s very nervous when she asks and Clarke can’t quite figure out why.) 3,790 words. Total fic: M, 201050 words, complete. to help us grow by onemilliongoldstars Despite having no experience, Clarke and Lexa have managed to find a routine that keeps their three kids not only alive, but happy and healthy. Though their world is chaotic, it is filled with sunlit afternoons and sticky hands, sloppy kisses and bear hugs. When they are unexpectedly given back their twenties, the little family struggles to adjust to the changes within their home and they learn that DNA alone doesn't make a family. sequel to 'a hand to hold onto' T, 5829 words, complete. The Half Pipe (The Gold and The Girl) by DistantStar, mmeister911 Lexa had gotten the gold after an amazing victory on the halfpipe, but more importantly, Lexa got the girl. Clarke never thought she stood a chance until Lexa kissed her and now she got to enjoy the Olympics in a whole new way, with Lexa by her side as more than a friend. E, 11480 words, complete. Little Earthquakes by nosuchanimal Lexa’s no stranger to the mystical powers of pretty girls. She has accepted and moved on from the fact that they make her feel things beyond the scope of her normally stunted emotional range. But this – whatever she feels for Clarke – has ballooned into something huge and visceral and uncontrollable, and Lexa hates feeling out of control. She’s honestly not even sure when it started. For Christ’s sake, they’ve been going to the same high school for three years. It seems to Lexa like whatever this shit is could’ve started years earlier, when she at least had the excuse of being newly hormonal.Or:  The High School AU where Lexa finds herself in the improbable and unenviable position of having absolutely no clue and no cool. Clarke isn't helping. E, 18487 words, in progress. Your Eyes Are as Blue as the Ocean (And I'm Lost at Sea) by knich94 Clarke is on spring break in Polis, a small town on the Florida Gulf Coast known more for its wealthy, elderly population than for its beach parties. Lexa, a biologist at the local aquarium, is less than thrilled with how the influx of vacationers is going to impact her research on ocean wildlife. Their first meeting is, well, a little ugly. T, 2459 words, in progress. Cloudburst by almostafantasia Cloudburst – an unexpected heavy downpour of rain, usually brief but with devastating consequences. Long awaited sequel to Down Came The Rain. An unconventional friendship blooms into something stronger and Lexa prepares to navigate a web of lies so that her parents will approve of her rebellious new girlfriend. The two girls from opposite ends of the spectrum try to find a middle ground to become an ‘us’ and Lexa puts all of her efforts into trying to give Clarke a better life, only to neglect the storm brewing on the horizon of her own. And then comes the cloudburst… M, 9440 words, in progress. Let Me See Your Birthday Suit by potatogestapo It's Lexa's birthday, and Clarke can't seem to keep her hands to herself. E, 4569 words, complete. Nothing More Owed by eris223 After years and years on the ground, Clarke knows it's time.
Or my version of the perfect ending to the series as it stands. NR, 1303 words, complete. Moonlight by Clexaprecious Clarke is a famous celebrity who visits her friend Raven and they order a pizza and Clarke forgets she’s famous for a minute and answers the door and the pizza girl (Lexa) almost has a heart attack. M, 3226 words, complete. Falling by RiverTalesien Clarke and her BFF Raven take a nostalgia-fueled trip to Christmasy Sky Lodge for a little skiing, a little relaxation and the occasional snowy mishap. Fortunately for Clarke's sometimes clumsy self, there is a gorgeous Search and Rescue volunteer always around - but she has no idea how close they might be getting, thanks to some serious winter weather. M, 3013 words, in progress. The Girlfriend Trap by eternaleponine Clarke gets caught sketching a pretty girl in a coffee shop. The girl introduces herself as Lexa. Why, then, does Lexa not seem to recognize Clarke when she shows up for what she thought was their first date? M, 5327 words, complete.

My Destiny in a Green Flannel Shirt by mswarrior Lexa is a lumberjack on winter break when a new omega moves into her town. This is a different trope, where Clarke is unknown by the familiar characters in this story. E, 3397 words, in progress.

The Next Shore by Es0terica "In peace, may you leave this shore. In love, may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels, until our final journey on the ground. May we meet again." There's no perfect way to handle the apocalypse. Elyza Lex, badass zombie-killer, has given little thought to romance since the beginning of the apocalypse. Now, faced with guiding a lonely city girl through her darkest days, she must navigate her new feelings for her while also hiding her darkest secrets. T, 2533 words, in progress.

Into the Wild Blue by DreamsAreMyWords Lexa works at her aunt's ranch every summer and has a simple job: watch the house. Then Clarke Griffin, a spoiled rich girl, drives her car straight into that house. Now Clarke has to work at the ranch to pay off her debt, and they both spend far too much time bickering to cover up the fact that they can’t take their eyes off each other. Meet ugly au where Clarke quite literally crashes into Lexa's life. T, 35280 words, complete.

Wait No More by femininenachos Grumpy ball of rage Clarke Griffin has a bone to pick with the Commander, because they haven’t been, well, boning… (Post 307). 3000 words, complete.

put down your sword & crown (come lay with me on the ground) by possibilist Clarke rly wants lexa to rETIRE partially bc her wife is hurt & stubborn abt it. also they have a baby. its soft & theres not a lot of plot. G, 1906 words, complete.

where the days have no numbers (to slow among roses, or stay behind) by possibilist An equally cute continuation of 'put down your sword': lexa’s hip gets better n they go on VACAY! G, 2293 words, complete.

Sweety Tweety by dreamsaremywords Lexa never invites anyone over to her house because she has a pet parrot with a filthy mouth. Short one-shot.

Sweety Tweety part 2 by dreamsaremywords Abby has yet to visit the place her daughter lives and insists on coming over for dinner. Clarke and Lexa only agree because Anya and Raven are supposed to babysit their rude bird. Anya bails and Clarke and Lexa have to somehow make it through dinner with Abby without their pet bird traumatizing her with details about their sex life. Short one-shot.

Familiar, and Yours by theproseofnight Lexa sees her every Wednesday and Sunday. Same seat, same hot chocolate. Same beautiful blue eyes. They’ve never met before. But it feels like they have. Something so familiar about her. Or: An elaborate excuse to rewrite the traveller’s passage as something more hopeful, in honour of Lexa and the two year anniversary. My homage to Clarke and Lexa, and the persistence of love. M, 9675 words, complete.

Art:

Day 1- Meet Ugly

Clexaweek2018 by clexabrasil

Happy Clexaweek2018 by dreamsaremywords

Flower truck vs bike by elphnow

Pizza by whynotusesarcasm

"You're the one" by disneydatass

Library au by didiefs-world

Into the Wild Blue by dreamsaremywords

Meet Ugly by theclosetcase

Laundry by thedenouement

Day 1 by sabrinushka

HS au by waitingforshow

Let me make it up to you by almostafantasia

0300 by bottom-lexa

Pool by lecrumble

Can't Keep My Hands to Myself by jayenator565

Day 2- Constantly Mistaken For A Couple

Day 2 by quitensmile Batman & Robin by sabrinushka Friends don't look at each other like that by theclosetcase Pirouette by kokkoro Clarke & Raven by reallygroovyninja

The world's tiniest wingman Day 2 by didiefs-world Ice Cream & Donuts by dreamsaremywords Day 2 by morningsound15 Day 2 by elphnow

Day 3- At Work

At Work by reallygroovyninja Lunch Date by theclosetcase

At Work by didiefs-world

Day 3 by quitensmile At Work by thecrimsonknight At Work by sabrinushka At Work by elphnow

At Work by morningsound15 The True Ninja Doesn't Make a Splash at All by barbieliberationarmy

Day 4- Accidental Stimulation

Cuntribution by gramjams Accidental Stimulation by morningsound15 Downward Facing Dog by almostafantasia Day 4 by Sabrinushka Polis Tattoo by thessclexa Grand Slam Thank You, Ma'am by femininenachos "It's a giant clam" by wanderclexa Your Body is  a Wonderland by reallygroovyninja Accidental Stimulation by elphnow Crossing the Line by sheisme; moodboards by didiefs-world

Day 5- Rivals in a Secret Relationship

Xexa and Callisto by swan-heda Debs au by sabrinushka Alias by didiefs-world Red, White, and Blue in the Skies Rivals in a Secret Relationship by morningsound15 100m freestyle by quitensmile Rivals in a Secret Relationship by thecrimsonknight Life's incredible again by almostafantasia Rivals by alphacommander Of Bad Flirting and Silly Rivalries by gothamsgirlgang It all started with a junior surfing competition and a drop in on a wave by reallygroovyninja Rivals in a secret relationship by disneydatass Rivals in a Secret Relationship by elphnow Soccer Rivals by bottom-lexa Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies by barbieliberationarmy

Day 6- Famous

Griffin-Woods TIME by sabrinusha (Why We Wear) Black by thedenouement Everything feels like a tragedy by Kokkoro Famous by morningsound15 Famous by reallygroovyninja Famous by quitensmile Famous by elphnow Player 2 Has Entered The Game by gothamsgirlgang She's the Wan! by thecrimsonknight Skin to Win by barbieliberationarmy The Sex Tape by dieiefs-world Famous by disneydatass

Good Look For You by femininenachos

Day 7- Free Day

May We Meet Again, Outside of Space and Time by queersk

Horizon Zero Dawn AU by elphnow

Candlelight by lecrumble Marriage by morningsound15 Free Day by thecrimsonknight Route 66 Road Trip by reallygroovyninja

These Fingertips are Yearning by anonbemetoo

The Bucket LIst by thedenouement

Free Day by didiefs-world

Free Day by swan-heda

Free Day by tabatharich

My Destiny in a Green Flannel Shirt by mswarrior

A Disturbance in the Heda Force by clexstar

Falling by rivertalesien

Wait No More by femininenachos

Lexa’s mask + flowers by clarkspastlife

To help us grow by onemilliongoldstars

Clexa family by clexa-mafia

A crown seldom enjoyed by onemilliongoldstars

Ste Yuj by ichi-nuke

Sweety Tweety by dreamsaremywords

Sweety Tweety part 2 by dreamsaremywords

Clexaweek2018 Tattoo by dreamsaremywords Lexa Toasts to Clexaweek by sabrinushka

Happy Clexaweek2018 2 by dreamsaremywords

Fan playlist:

Clexa playlist by paththroughmirkwood

- Spotify

- Youtube

Fan film:

REAL by realshortfilm

#Clexa #Clexaweek2018 #Clexaweek2018 masterlist #Clexa fic #Clexa art #Clexa film #Clexa playlist #Clexa content #Clarke x Lexa #Clarklexa #Clarke/Lexa #Lexa #Commander Lexa #Lexa lives on #Lexa forever #Lexa deserved better #Heda #Leksa #Heda Leksa #Commander Leksa #Clarke Griffin #Lexa dee

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disconnected thoughts on fandom and the indieweb

Recently I discovered the IndieWeb project, and I... think I am a lot more intrigued by it than by other Better Social Media Platform pipe dreams and decentralization projects I’ve seen? Because it’s not a monolithic platform that has to be all things to all people, or even one that has to gain a critical mass of userbase before it’s useful for anything. It’s just a bunch of people, making sites that work for them, and banging out protocols so their sites can talk to each other and hook up to the social-media hangouts du jour.

The basic idea:

- Have a personal website, preferably a personal domain name, that is the hub for your online identity and stuff. Posts, tweets, pictures, links, reading list, events, whatever you’d normally be posting to social media. You host it, you control it, you own it. You tweak it to fit your needs, no Xkit required.

- Once the original archival copy is up on your personal site, cross-post it to whatever social media sites it belongs on. You don’t have to quit your Tumblr habit, or convince your friends to quit theirs, or give up the audience you can reach on a large site.

- Use a pingbacks-on-steroids tool to collect all the responses (likes, reblogs, comments, etc) from the various sites you’ve cross-posted to. Ideally, display them at the bottom of the post back on your website.

As an idea, I like it a lot. In practice, a lot depends on what tools are already available, how useable they are, how capable you are of coding/templating/configuring to fill in the gaps, and how difficult large sites make it to push/pull from them automatically. That’s pretty much what I’m interested in exploring in the near future, for my own use if nothing else. I already have most of my Tumblr content backed up to a Wordpress install on my own shared hosting account, so I’m kinda curious see how much IndieWeb compatibility I can manage using plugins and template tweaks.

Indieweb and fandom:

As a potential tool for fandom to wean ourselves off the various hellsites we’ve inhabited over the years... okay, it’s an interesting thought. One with lots of unanswered questions, but interesting.

Lots of unanswered questions, so the rest of this is going under a cut.

- Upside: I know a lot of older fans are still nostalgic about the early blogosphere and even--heaven forfend--the Geocities days. Many things about them were shit, but the archipelago of personal fan shrines, indie blogs, having a personal site with a personal archive of your work, etc. was awesome. And the “own your own creations” ethos fits in nicely with AO3′s “we have to own the servers” philosophy.

- Enabling factor: Fandom builds and customizes stuff like crazy. Yes, including the younger generations who weren’t around for the “build it yourself” days and seem to think AO3 burst fully formed out of the forehead of a long-lost deity. What, you haven’t noticed that even on a hobbled hellsite like Tumblr, teenagers are using the relative freedom of the theme system to spontaneously rediscover all the sins of Geocities web design? (I rib with affection, as someone who definitely had a page with flaming torch gifs and a sparklecursor back in 2001.) Full, out-of-the-box, point-and-click setup is necessary to get fandom to adopt something in any decent numbers. But once we’re there, a disproportionate number of us start tinkering with anything that’s customizable, and when someone with actual coding skills comes out with a useful tool to supplement missing capabilities, it spreads like wildfire.

- Gaps and directions to expand: Indieweb principles include “scratch your own itches,” so here are my itches, which I’m going to shamelessly project onto fandom at large.

Import--needs rock solid LiveJournal-clone and Tumblr support if your site is to serve as an archive. I don’t know if there even is a working Wordpress plugin to import from LJ or Dreamwidth. The best-supported Tumblr->Wordpress importer is actually better than most standalone Tumblr backup tools, but it still mangles video posts/embeds. It’d also be cool to have import tools for AO3, Deviantart, and other major fanwork repositories.

Once your Tumblr posts are in, there's no way to automate the very first thing I’d want to do upon liberating my data from the vise-like jaws of What Tumblr Wants You To Do With Its Site: separate out posts I created, posts I added comments to, and posts I just shared via reblog. A nice addition would be the ability to copy Tumblr tags to a metadata field that’s separate from Wordpress tags--WP tags tend to be organizational, whereas on Tumblr, tags are often a sidechannel for comments that don’t propagate on reblog, thus filled with all sorts of crap.

On that note, Itch #3 is mass-organization tools. Select all posts that fit certain criteria and do a mass edit on their tags, categories, post types, or other taxonomy data. Lots of fandom folks have years or decades worth of content from various sites, making organizational tasks highly impractical to do manually. I’ve dicked around with a few Wordpress mass-edit plugins, but none of them seemed to work that well.

Not sure how well the existing backfeed tools support Tumblr notes, but for fandom to bite, the Tumblr support oughta be pretty damn slick. And the cross-posting should ideally support all the features of a native Tumblr post, because by god, we will use them, and we will notice if an expected one is missing. I can spot IFTTT cross-posts from AO3 without even reading text, and tbh my eyes usually skip right over them, unfair as that may be.

If this project extends to feed readers/aggregators, the embrace of multi-site cross-posting implies a need for deduplication. Preferably getting rid of Tumblr’s charming “barf the full post back out onto your dashboard every time someone you’re following shares/responds to it” behavior in the process. For fandom use, it’ll need a blacklist feature. And I’d love some more heavy-duty filtering, selective subscriptions (like to just one tag of a blog), creating multiple feeds based on topic or on how much firehose you want...

This may be a personal itch, but at least for personal archiving needs, I’m sick, sick, sick of the recency bias that’s eaten the internet since the first stirrings of Web 2.0. Wikis are practically the only sites that have escaped chronological organization. It would be cool to have easily-manipulated collections with non-kludgey support for series ordering, order-by-popularity, order-by-popularity with a manual bump for posts you want to highlight, hell even alphabetical ordering. None of these things are remotely unsolved problems, but they’re poorly supported on the social-media silos most people’s content lives on these days. Fandom’s suffered from this since at least the days of LiveJournal, which had the ominous beginnings of what’s since become the Tumblr Memory Hole. Relentless chronological ordering + the signal-to-noise ratio of any space with regular social interaction = greatest hits falling down the memory hole unless a community practices extensive manual cataloguing. Hell, LJ fandom did practice extensive manual cataloguing, but even within that silo, there was so much decentralization that content discovery was shit if you didn’t know the right accounts to search through. Like, fuck, at least forums bump threads to the top if they’re still active--LJ and blogs have the same "best conversation evar falls inexorably off the map as new posts are added, no matter how active it is” problem that InsideTheWeb forums did in 1999. (Anyone else remember InsideTheWeb? AKA 13-year-old me’s first experience with platform shutdown, frantic archiving attempts, and massive data loss. Fun times.) Tumblr and Twitter, meanwhile, spam you with duplicates of the original post every time someone you’re following replies to/shares it, a key component of the endless firehose of noise drowning out any attempt to hang on to the signal.

All those itches are things I could probably code myself if I got a stubborn enough bee in my bonnet, which might well happen. On the other hand, I have some deeper doubts, ones that aren’t going to get addressed by Wordpress plugins or shiny backfeed support:

The whole concept of IndieWeb fails to address (and might even worsen) what I suspect is the core dysfunction of social media. Which is the degradation of community spaces, and their replacement with a hopeless snarl where all content lives in individual accounts. There are a lot of weird effects that arise when the “social” sphere is built entirely upon the one-on-one connections created when someone subscribes to another account or gives someone else permission to view their restricted posts. Echo chambers, shame mobs, out-of-context remarks going viral, popular accounts setting off harassment storms whenever they disagree with someone, the difficulty of debunking hoaxes once they’re out in the wild... all of those are either created or made much, much worse by the lack of any reasonable, stable, shared expectation of who a post’s audience is.

Basically, if “own your content and host it on your site” also applies to your comments, interactions, etc, it starts running counter to one of the strengths of the Old Web. Which was community contexts where you explicitly weren’t posting to your own space or addressing everyone who might be looking at the main clearinghouse of all your different stuff. You were posting to the commons shared by a particular group with a particular culture and interests, not all of whom were people you’d necessarily want to follow outside that limited context, some of whom you might disagree with or dislike, but in any case you knew what audience you were broadcasting to. You knew what the conversation was, how similar conversations had gone in the past, and the reputations of all the main participants--not just the ones you yourself would subscribe to and the ones attention-grabbing enough to get shared by the people on your subscription list. And you weren’t spamming all your other acquaintances with chatter on a topic they weren’t interested in.

Shared spaces can also establish whatever social norms they need and moderate accordingly. (Plus, plurality of spaces = plurality of norms for different needs, which would solve a LOT of what’s currently ailing fandom.) Peaceable enforcement of a code of conduct, beyond the “minimum viable standard” sitewide abuse policy, is fundamentally impossible on social media, where individual muting is the closest thing you can get to moderation. That + unstable audience = any social norms that exist are so unenforceable it turns people into frothing shame-mob zealots, ratcheting up the coercive pressure on everyone the more it fails to work on the handful of unrepentant assholes who would’ve been permabanned from any self-respecting forum within a week. Moving onto personal sites with beefed up syndication/backfeed capabilities ain’t gonna fix that. Meanwhile the truly heinous dickweeds who’d ordinarily run afoul of the sitewide abuse policy will have the same capabilities, minus any risk of getting banned.

If there haven’t already been epic drama meltdowns caused by the “reply in your own space by making your own post, which includes a copy of the original post for context” model... it’s only a matter of time. You don’t even need malicious actors, just a human conflict where one party has overprotective subscribers. Or information turns out to be faulty and in need of correction. Or an argumentative type stumbles on the permalink of an acrimonious reply post that was actually resolved amicably several replies downthread. Or someone edits an apology into their controversial post and someone who’s been attacking it refuses to update their copy because tilting at strawmen is more fun. Or someone tries to make an embarrassing post go away by deletion and their co-conversationists don’t cooperate. Tumblr’s “reply by reposting in your own space and adding commentary” system already spawns endless floods of drama and misunderstanding, and that’s a system with some limits on the participants’ control, and relatively disposable accounts/identities if the shit hits the fan.

Basically, I’m all for personal websites as archives of your creations, but seriously dubious of them as archives of your interactions. Especially if the interactions aren’t well-segregated from the regular content feed that goes out to everyone who follows you. Yes, abuses of moderator power when interaction is all taking place on a site the mod controls are a thing. But if those sites are an archipelago of indie spaces rather than a monolithic platform, shitty mods don’t thwart the development of a healthy social ecosystem, they just drive everyone away to a competing space whose mod sucks less.

(Private/access-restricted archives of your interactions might be a compromise? You still have your stuff in case the other site goes down, but it’s not out there replicating the ill effects of the Tumblr reblog-to-respond model.)

Leaving aside all that, the IndieAuth component--using personal sites as stable identities you can log in with--is just as workable for community platforms as it is for cross-blog commenting. Proliferation of unlinkable accounts was one of the downfalls of forums, after all. That said, one potential point of friction is that fandom is far more pseudonym-centric than the devs and tech hobbyists who’ve coalesced around IndieWeb so far. But stable pseuds with years of reputation behind them have social effects that resemble real names more than anything else, so as potential culture clashes go, I’d hope that’s fairly surmountable.

As noted in the musings on LiveJournal archiving above: CONTENT DISCOVERY IS A BITCH IN DECENTRALIZED COMMUNITIES and that’s a major stumbling block for fandom. OTOH, platform-agnostic protocols with customization potential = room for experimentation with independently-run discovery/search/tagging layers. (Life goals: stay uncool enough that my “Like Uber, but for ___” elevator pitch ends up being “It’s like Technorati, but for fanfiction of Kirk drilling Spock.”)

Okay, that’s it, jesus christ it’s time for me to go to bed.