#silly Lexa

[lexa-griffins]

#ripped femme gf lexa 🤝 softer masc gf clarke?????? *grabby hands*

Here's a quick ass sketch of ripped femme Lexa :)

#letter opened #bottom-lexa #i cannot draw muscles sorryyyy #also SKETCH!! Its a silly shitty little sketch dont be mean!!!! #yeah :) #she has a lotta piercings too :)

[i-am-the-curvytree]

i literally cannot focus on anything 😭 my WHOLE thesis was based on the fact that ofmd is unique because it does not queerbait not kill off gays 😭 and now IZZY'S FUCKING DEAD? 😭 like not only am i disappointed as fuck, i'm also kinda empty 😭 I feel like I trusted David and it backfired 😭 ALSO i feel like it pulled off a bury your gays, even though ppl are saying everyone is gay so it's different. I still feel like it is? Because of all the dissapointment I feel? 😭

#like i could still argue that its not bury your gays on my thesis #but i feel so betrayed #😭 #and ive read that thats how people felt when lexa died #AND LIKE I WAS THERE I WAS ALSO DISAPPOINTED #BUT NOW UGH IDK #i feel kinda silly even ���😭😭😭😭😭 #our flag means death #ofmd #our flag means death spoilers #ofmd spoilers

[loversgothic]

gonna plop this here. i never got to use it, it was a comic cover for a project my friends and i were working on that we scrapped.

i miss drawing lexa she was silly <3

#yeah ikik the backdrop underneath the squiggles is photography heavily edited i felt silly and thought at the time i wanted to make the art #weirder #lexa fortnite #fortnite #fortnite battle royale #fortnite art #fnbr #art #my art #illustration #this is older stuff #i never posted it publicly

[donnasweett]

cheryl blossom the maiden locked away in the tower became the dragon who guards the tower and she is the best lesbian representation alive on tv right now. i mean this truly

#lexa is gone daenyrus is gone villanelle is gone…….. #but cheryl blossom is still standing #my silly little posts

[thevulturesquadron]

Hi, I recently found your Ronance 'I put a spell on you' fan art and I absolutely loved it. I'm currently in the process of renovating my room and really wanted that drawing to hang up on my wall. As I don't want to simply steal your art work I wanted to ask you if that was alright. Of course I have no problem paying for it.

!!! Absolutely !!! 💟💟💟💟

Thank you so much for reaching out. It makes me so happy to know! It’s for personal use so please use it in any way it brightens your day! And if you need a higher resolution for it, shoot me a message; I’ll see if I kept one saved, happy to provide! 😊

I only draw once in a blue moon so I don’t think I’m ‘enough of an artist’ to sell things. Got a couple of requests for prints and I was toying with the idea of setting something up and have any small profit go to a charity or support. Still looking into it. But always check with artists about their art because each will work differently and any support and visibility will always be bigger than people think.💟

You are the sweetest!!! Your message was the best part of my day! 😭

#ask #ronance #lexa here #AAAAAA!!!! #my heart #in general #you guys #I can't believe anyone would want my silly art T_T #textpost

[graunblida]

lexa: there are so many unsatisfied women out there, i need to do something about it.  me: bb girl don’t you have a kingdom to maintain?? 

#iii. lesbian? i thought you were trigeda-kan! » crack. #bullying heda hours starts now #she never gets to have her own desires #and when she's finally able i drag her silly ass #all throughout polis #on the other hand though she do really need to get some because i'm tired of hearing linkin park at 3am #this is lexa's contribution to giving female characters the attention they deserve in the rpc ehuehuehu

[cheersnap]

#graunblida #( chrissy giggling and kicking her feet rn #tell lexa her silly modes of seduction are working ) #save.

[toasttt11]

drunken confessions

March 11, 2022

Lex was flirting with a boy from the Michigan football team in the kitchen of the Junior/Senior Hockey house, a huge party being thrown after the win the Umich hockey team had earlier that day.

Lex sat on the kicthen counter and the boy, Will was standing next to her leaning against the counter, staring at her as his hand was inching closer to her, “You know your goal was insane tonight.” Will looked at the girl with a flirtatious smirk.

Lex hummed looking away from the boy taking a sip from her cup, “I know.” Lex knew it was insane goal that she scored tonight making the team win in overtime.

“Lexie!” Frank Nazar called out waking into the kitchen looking for his friend.

“Yeah Frankie?” Lex looked towards Frank as he rushed towards her, Lex setting her cup onto the counter.

“It’s Rutger.” Frank quickly explained, making Lex nod and smoothly jumping off the kitchen counter in her black heels.

“Where is he.” Lex asked as they walked out of the kitchen ignoring Will who was calling her name after her.

Frank gently put a hand on her arm taking her to the Den where no one was aloud to be at from party besides players from the hockey team. A few of the players were in the the den all looking over a mumbling Rutger who was on the couch laying down.

Lex quickly walked in her black leather pants and black lace corset bending down in front of where Rutger’s head was laying on the couch, “Hey buddy.” She brushed his hair from his forehead, “Wanna go home now?” Lex knew Rutger isn’t the best at handling his liquor and ends up passing out somewhere so the team likes to be careful not wanting him to pass out somewhere not around any of them. Lex tends to be one to take care of Rutger most times when he’s drunk as he tends not to listen to anyone else while he is drunk.

Rutger eyes opened and silly drunken smile formed on his face, “OLLIEEEE!” He leaned forward his forehead hitting her chest.

Lex looked down slighty feeling her heart pound from the nickname and the touch from Rutger before shaking her head ignoring the feelings and the looks she knows she is getting from her teammates that are in room and preparing for all of the chirping she knows she going to get tomorrow.

“Alright big guy let’s get you home.” She put an arm under his arm wrapping it around his back as Luke pushed Rutger’s legs off the couch making Rutger sit up as Luke put an arm around Rutger as well, picking him up with Lex.

“You guys good?” Gavin Brindley asked the two as they got Rutger up and started to walk with him.

“Yeah we’re good.” Luke Hughes nodded in thanks before continuing the walk with Rutger and Lex, out of the party and house to the outside, getting fresh air as they walked to the house next door the Freshman/Sophomore Hockey house, the two ignoring all of Rutgers drunken mumbling and Luke smirking slighty seeing Rutger lean mostly against Lex.

Lex unlocked the door of the house and turned the lights on closing the door behind them, Lex and Luke shared a dreadful look knowing Rutger room is up on the third floor, they started dragging a half asleep Rutger up two flights of stairs both sighing in relief seeing his door, they opened the door walking him over to his bed as Lex pulled back the covers from his bed before setting Rutger in his bed.

Lex sat on the edge of the bed and started untying his white Nike air force ones and taking them off, setting them onto the floor.

Lex looked up hearing Rutger mumbling seeing his eyes open and he was looking at her, “so pretty.” Rutger leaned forward gently grabbing one of her strands of curled hair, “So so pretty.”

Luke who had went to the medicine cabinet grabbing medicine for the morning raised an eyebrow seeing the blushing look on Lex’s face, he set the stuff on Rutgers nightstand, “Your good here Lexa?”

“All good Lukey go back to the party i know you have a girl waiting for you!” Lex smirked teasingly towards her best friend, Luke fondly rolled his eyes leaning down kissing Lex’s cheek platonically before starting to head out but not before hearing how soft of a voice Lex used to talk to Rutger, he smiled shaking his head wondering how long it was gonna take for Lex to admit what she felt for Rutger.

“Why don’t you try to get some sleep Rut?” Lex softly spoke as she gently brushed her hand through Rutger’s fluffy hair, knowing that helps Rutger fall asleep.

“Why won’t you love me?” Rutger looked at Lex pouting with glossy eyes.

“What?” Lex furrowed her eyebrows looking at him, “What do you mean?”

Rutger huffed, “I give you so many hints and you never do anything back, but you were flirting with stupid Will.” Rutger pouted looking at his best friend, who he just wanted to date.

Lex opens and closed her mouth before hesitantly asking, “Is that why you got so drunk tonight?”

Rutger huffed again seemingly sad, jealous and annoyed, “Of course it is. You weren’t giving me any attention, i just want you to love me back.” Rutger words trailed off as his eyes slowly closed and his head fell to the side.

Lex looked at Rutger who was now peaceful sleeping after admitting his feelings for her, confusing her even more.

Lex has always been very adamant about never feeling anything or being with a hockey player ever, but Rutger has always made that difficult. Lex knew the last few months especially, she felt something for Rutger and she’s been trying to see if it would go away, hoping it was just silly crush but she knows it probably won’t ever will.

The only good thing is she knows Rutger never remembers anything when he is drunk so it gives her sometimes to figure out her feelings some more, because Rutger isn’t worth losing as a best friend because of her feelings and she loves playing hockey with him and she never wants to mess that up.

Lex got up off the bed pulling the covers over him taking one more glance at his peaceful face before walking out of the room leaning against the door releasing a breath she didn’t know she was holding before heading down the hallway into her room.

#lex zegras au #alexandriazegrasau #jack hughes x reader #nhl x reader #jack hughes #jh86 #luke hughes #quinn hughes #quinn hughes x reader #nico hischier x reader #ch86 #nico hischier #rutger mcgroarty x reader #rutger mcgroarty #trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #mat barzal x reader #mat barzal #new york islanders #umich hockey #luke hughes x reader #mark estapa x reader #frank nazar #gavin brindley #lz4

[popchoc]

Day 102: Lexa | Alicia

We fall quiet, listening to the ticking of the rain against the window in the blissful warmth of each other's arms. We know we've got stuff to do, people to see, things to find out... but it all can wait.

"That thing you said, about being a leader," Clarke breaks our silence after some minutes, "It made me think of the time we'd just met. Of the you, back then, and your beliefs. How you tried to live by them. Even tried to teach me the same."

"You were so terribly stubborn!" Despite recalling my constant frustration with her, a soft chuckle falls of my lips.

"Yet you liked me," she reminds me. The raillery in her voice is hard to miss.

"No, I didn't," I tease right back, "I just thought you were hot."

The next moment I'm on my back, taken by surprise by Clarke's quick wrestling attack. As she pins me down, her eyes lock mine. "Liar!"

More laughter escapes me. "What, you were! You were brave, and determined, and smart - despite never agreeing with me. You challenged me, which was annoying as hell... but so damn hot."

Clarke, however, is not that easily fooled. "You liked me," she simply says again.

As she keeps a firm hold on me, we both refuse to break eye contact. Seconds go by. Six. Seven. Eight... Until I finally give in.

"I liked you," I admit, grinning. "I didn't want to. You confused me, unbalanced me. The way you saw me, for real... it scared me. But yes, silly me, I liked you."

A proud smirk flashes over her face. "I knew it."

"Oh, don't be smug," I snort, "I pretty much gave it away by kissing you!"

"Yeah," she smiles, "I remember that, too."

[continue on AO3]

#clexa #clarke griffin #lexa #alicia clark #the 100 #fear the walking dead #the walking dead #fanfiction #crossover #with you i'm born again #clexaweek24 #clexaweek2024 #happy march 03

[hauteplnk]

— HAUTE PINK is a fictional K-pop girl group under Flowerbank Entertainment. Originally, the group debuted under Angelico Entertainment with the lineup of Misun, Jamie, Jisoo, Bada, Lexa, and Soojin but would fall inactive after the debut of Venus in 2018. Haute Pink comprised former members of the rotational girl group SE4SONS. They were beloved by the general public for their sexy and girl crush concept, which was very different from their former group's typical soft and cute concept.

Despite the group being fairly successful for their time, Angelico left them dormant after Venus's debut in 2018, just three years after the girls' debut. After a year of inactivity, four members would terminate their contracts with Angelico, including Jisoo, Bada, Lexa, and Soojin, leaving only Misun and Jamie in Haute Pink. This was until in 2020, nearly two years of nothing from Misun, Jamie, and Haute Pink in general, their contract would be purchased by Flowerbank Entertainment in what Angelico CEO, Son Jinhwa, would say was "an act of pity."

Under Flowerbank Entertainment, Haute Pink would reform, adding Sunny, Fame, Yui, and Josie in 2021. All four girls were former Angelico trainees, leading the public to believe that Flowerbank was attempting to infiltrate Angelico. Though the CEOs would dispute these claims, calling them "silly and baseless," netizens would cite this as the first real sign of tension between the companies.

Haute Pink would resume activities in 2022 after three years of inactivity. Due to the beloved IZ*ONE member Josie Lee being in the lineup, the group's debut would be an instant hit, skyrocketing the girls to heights they never experienced under Angelico. Known for their dedication to the girl crush concept and consistently incorporating pink in every activity they do, the girls have built a steady and fiercely dedicated fanbase.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ     PART   ONE.     ──     THE   BASICS

 MANAGED BY    ...   FLOWERBANK ENTERTAINMENT

 DEBUT   DATE    ... DECEMBER 7TH 2015

CURRENT LINEUP ... MISUN, JAMIE, SUNNY, FAME, YUI, and JOSIE

 DEBUT   ALBUM    ...   HAUTE PINK

 GREETING    ...   I'M SO HAUTE! WE'RE HAUTE PINK!

 FANDOM NAME    ...    COUTURES

 FANDOM   COLOR    ...    HAWT PINK

𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ     PART   TWO.     ──     THE   LINEUP

KIM MISUN ... 1996 || LEADER + VOCALIST

JAMIE YEUN ... 1998 || MAIN DANCER + VOCALIST

SUNNY REYES ... 2000 || MAIN VOCALIST + DANCER

FAME SHINNAWATSUNWAN ... 2000 || MAIN RAPPER + DANCER

MYOI YUI ... 2002 || MAIN VOCALIST + DANCER

JOSIE LEE ... 2002 || MAIN VOCALIST + CENTER

#𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ development #fictional kpop idol #fictional kpop oc #fictional idol community #fictional idol group #fake kpop oc #fake kpop boy group #fake kpop idol #fake kpop group #idolverse #idol au #idol oc #kpop oc #kpop au #kpop addition #bts addition #skz addition #kpop fanfic #ficnetfairy #oc girl group #fake kpop girl group #oc kpop group

[lexa-griffins]

I will never be able to look at farm Lexa the same way again 😳

The really funny thing about farm clexa is that it started with me and an anon being horny about Clarke's chest and arms as she did farm work and Lexa being insanely horny for her wife.

Younger farm Lexa would climb her wife like a tree and beg her to fuck her. Clarke has spent more time with her face buried between Lexa's legs than she's spent having conversations with her mom. They are young and in love and all Lexa wants is to spend her days naked being fucked by Clarke rough and fast. There were days where they went to feed the animals and then ran back to bed to fuck, sometimes Clarke wouldnt even let Lexa get out of the bed if she was tied up. But even when it was rough, it was also so very loving. There was this touchable happiness around them because they were together and things werent always great financially for them but those moemnts of just pure lust and love between them? Those made up for every moment of stress and worry about this future they keep fighting for <3

#letter opened #farm clexa #farm lexa just likes a like ass smack here and there and wants to be fucked silly by her wife #there are definitely some things that would make her blush sjsndkz

[owl127]

Are you working on any clexa fics? I’m Clexa deprived😭

Ao3

Happy holidays!

--

The house was clean, white, and large. Lexa had to crane her neck to see the Christmas decorations hanging from the parapet. Over immaculate paint, silly little Santas danced now and then to music no one else could hear. Around them, a forest of leaves, an innumerable amount of wraths in the tri-color Christmas scheme, and lights as bright as the snow covering a tamed yard.

Lexa was the ugly duckling in that perfect home. Regret warmed her cold cheeks just as the door opened, and warm gold smiled at her.

“Lexa!” Clarke was not good at hiding what she felt, and in that lightly freckled face, Lexa saw exhilaration. It would be good to be as happy as Clarke could be with anything. “Merry Christmas!” Clarke was warm and smelled like cookies. There was a hint of fresh pine under her ear and Lexa allowed herself the small pleasure of Clarke’s skin. “Come on in!”

Lexa’s protest died in her throat, and she nodded. That was Clarke Griffin: no questions asked, and always so, so warm.

The house greeted Lexa with waves of cinnamon, coffee, and Mariah Carey. But besides Clarke’s blabbering of her batch of cookies, the house was empty. The large tree in the living room reigned supreme, but the gifts at its feet were unopened.

“Are you by yourself?”

Lexa regretted the question immediately at the way the excitement drained from Clarke’s face. Clarke took off her santa hat, messing with her curls. “Mom was called in for an emergency, and Dad is out of the country. Somewhere they don’t celebrate, I think.” She shrugged, and her new smile had a sheen of defeat. “Do you want to try my cookies?”

The house and smells could be different, but families were complicated for the both of them. Lexa nodded.

They ate cookies, carved through a flawless turkey (“Mom ordered it,” Clarke explained), and watched new and old Christmas movies on the largest TV Lexa had ever seen. There were no further questions , and Clarke gave Lexa clothes for a hot shower.

Clarke’s room was as immaculate as her house, with multiple closets and shelves lined with trinkets and trophies. Her bed was pristine, and everything smelled like fresh pine. Clarke wasn’t by her desk when Lexa exited the in suite bathroom, the vapors from her long shower following her into the room. 

The closet door opened and Clarke stepped inside, cheeks flushed and hands full of partially folded underwear.

“I forgot to give you one of these.” She showed her offering of Christmas-themed boxers.

Lexa chuckled and lay on Clarke’s enormous bed. “I’ll wash your joggers before returning them to you.” Clarke’s eyes did that dance when she tried to check Lexa out discreetly, and it only made it more obvious. It was cute, and Lexa swallowed at the rush of blood through her body. 

“Don’t worry about that,” Clarke said, and joined her on the bed. They didn’t touch. Whatever they were, they hadn’t talked about it yet. Friends? Teammates? Fuck buddies?

Another rush of blood.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Clarke asked, breaking the silence.

“Us?” The word tickled the back of Lexa’s throat.

“I meant why you showed up at my place on Christmas morning, but if you’d rather talk about us…”

“My parents fight a lot,” Lexa said. “Anya isn’t home, and I needed a break.”

“I’m sorry.” Clarke touched her hand. Her palm was warm, and Lexa held it against her chest.

“I’m sorry your parents aren’t here,” Lexa said.

“They do that sometimes.” Clarke snuggled closer, their bodies touching. There was no hiding Lexa’s arousal, not without a boxer. Clarke touched her thigh, and the tent in Lexa’s pants twitched in encouragement. “Is this why you came?”

Lexa breathed hard through her nose, grasping at Clarke’s forearm. “Not really,” she said. “I was alone, and I wanted to see you.”

“I think that’s the sweetest thing you ever said to me.”

Lexa kissed the spot under Clarke’s ear that smelled like an inviting forest. “I’m not good with words,” Lexa confessed to soft skin. “Can I show you instead?”

Their kiss tasted like hot cocoa.

#clexa #ask the owl #fanfiction #Christmas little fic #happy holidays #abo #omegaverse #drabble

[butmakeitgayblog]

First time Clarke and Lexa slept in the same bed for starlet au?

The first time they sleep in the same bed is surprisingly (?) not the first time they have sex (which I will cover in the next one of these asks I promise 😬 sorry I've had doctor stuff going on I'm getting back on my bullshit)

As we've seen these two moved at roughly the average speed of drifting tectonic plates, so...

No, the first time they literally slept(only sleep) together was the night of their first kiss. Because the thing is, Lexa was so jetlagged, so absolutely emotionally and physically depleted, her eyes were constantly in this state of half-open from the second she's swayed her silly ass in through that door.

What Clarke had initially taken as a romantically forceful kiss - all tender hands and Lexa leaning into her, crowding her against the wall to kiss her more thoroughly - was in reality the tiredness of the poor woman practically rolling off of her in waves of exhaustion (Lexa will refute this the entirety of their relationship every time the story gets told to their friends)

Because Lexa had stayed up for the entirety of her nearly 11 hour flight, right on the heels of an 17 hour shoot day.

So. What Clarke had taken as a loose limbed but robust kind of advance had, in fact, just been the robustly off-kilter slumping of a Lexa who could barely stand on her feet. A rather hazy declaration of her feelings, if you will. But it hadn't taken much more than a pause in the sudden onslaught of Lexa Lips for Clarke to actually get a good a look at her. To see the droopy hang of glassy eyes and the darkened circles that puffed out just beneath them. To see the way Lexa swayed on the spot when not braced on Clarke's hips, her entire body listing this way and that, as though ready to topple over at a stiff gust of wind.

There was something sweet in the absurdity of it.

Naturally Clarke insisted she spend the night. Where Lexa had argued that she couldn't - not like this - because staying wasn't smart or at all a part of her brilliantly un-thought-out plan, Clarke made the very convincing argument of, "shut up, yes you can."

And it was a revelation to learn that tired-Lexa was actually rather agreeable. Much less of a pain in the ass than Lexa with a solid 8 hours of sleep at least. Not to mention, sleepy Lexa was unfathomablly handsy, more so than Clarke would've ever given the girl credit for just from knowing her as... friends. But when she'd told Lexa to follow her to her bedroom, she'd barely made it three feet before those arms had wrapped sure and possessively around her.

From the broken dam of all the kissing or pure sleep deprivation alone, Clarke really didn't know, but for the first time since that day in the waiting room, Lexa wasn't the subdued, collected women Clarke had grown to know. To love, even if she was only willing to admit that fact within the shadows of her own bedroom.

Instead, tired Lexa was a woman who practically draped herself along Clarke's back, swaying with each bow-legged step it took to keep them in such close contact. She was a woman who traced her nose along Clarke's neck and told her how much she had missed the smell of her perfume. Who kissed Clarke's shoulder, the hinge of her jaw and hummed happy noises against her temple. Who let her lips wander to whatever was within reach just to linger on the patch of skin below her ear. She was a women who caressed her hands along Clarke's ribs and hugged her tighter than she could ever remember. As though if she just hugged her tight enough, neither of them would remember all of the reasons why she really should let go.

Which, while lovely to actually feel after so many months of telling herself that this exact thing was everything she'd never need, practically dragging the half-limp pile of gangly limbs that normally made up one(1) Lexa sized person to her bedroom without tripping and injuring them both proved to be a bit of a feat.

The undressing part was even trickier, given sluggish muscles and slow blinking eyes that just watched her every move. Because Lexa was beyond useless through the whole process, apparently content to sit on the edge of Clarke's bed while Clarke fluttered about and fussed over her. But finally, fucking finally, she had Lexa, and all her bits, and even those insanely long legs that proved unwieldy when trying to dress and undress tucked into an oversized sleep shirt and a pair of boxers that actually fit her quite nicely (not that Clarke was looking...)

After that it was rather simple luring Lexa into the actual bed - Clarke's lips acting as a dangling carrot of sorts was more than enough to have Lexa collapsing under the sheets.

It was even more simple scooping her up into Clarke's arms. Not even thinking about it. Just doing it for once in her goddamn life. Because Lexa's kisses had turned to syrup and her lips felt like too-warm butter, and while in any other circumstance having a girl half fall asleep while kissing her would've been mortifying, it just made Clarke's heart squeeze even tighter. So instead she just pulled Lexa closer and did her best to comb through the wild curls of her hair. She listened to her breathing turn more even. Felt her heart go slow and steady where it's beating pressed snuggly against her own.

She never would admit this in all of their years together, but Clarke didn't end up sleeping a wink that night. Instead she just laid there watched over Lexa sleeping safely in her bed. Chased away any frowns that might've signaled impending bad dreams or nightmares with her lips, pressing hundreds of kisses to Lexa's forehead and cheeks. Kissed every last one of the freckles that dusted the bridge of her nose. Even snuck in a few extra ones, just for her own amusement, because she'd wasted too much time as it was not kissing those ridiculously tiny ears.

#anon #starlet au

[aphrodites-law]

Clarke wakes up eight years in the future, where her college best friend happens to be her girlfriend. Part 4/? (Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3)

Aside from the obvious, Clarke couldn’t get over how different this other version of herself was. She only recognized two sweatshirts and a t-shirt in her entire wardrobe. Her ripped jeans were gone, her beloved leather jacket was nowhere to be seen, and her dresses were the kind of classy Clarke wanted to make fun of. Seriously, where was the cleavage on this? She’d gleaned from her phone that she worked as a freelance illustrator - a welcome surprise - so that was hardly an excuse for the uninspired looks.

To be fair, the “special” drawer at the bottom was the furthest thing from classy. Clarke had closed it quickly after peeking. There was more variety in her underwear, but overall she’d lost her style. Other Clarke dressed like every other adult Clarke knew and it was a fucking downer.  

As for Lexa, her style had evolved but there were recognizable remnants of her younger self. She still favored darker tones, with the occasional trusty flannel, but her grungy looks had been traded for business casual. Clarke felt a pang in her chest, realizing how deeply she missed her Lexa. She wondered what Lexa would tell her if she were here. If she would be impressed by her older self.

But this wasn’t the natural way of things. They weren’t supposed to know how everything would turn out. Clarke knew anger was useless, but she felt it nonetheless. It was comforting to have a version of Lexa here, but Clarke felt robbed of a multitude of experiences.

Like watching her best friend grow into a confident, put-together adult.

Or falling in love with her.

Which was evidently what had happened at some point.

Yet Clarke had never entertained the thought in her present. Even their kiss had been driven by immense gratitude for the girl who’d salvaged the worst night of her life. At least that’s what she’d told herself. They’d never talked about it because nothing had felt awkward afterward. They’d slipped back into the effortless routine of their friendship.

Lexa had met Costia and then a few others. With looks and smarts like hers, dating wasn’t an issue. She liked it, too. There hadn’t been anyone serious after Costia, but she wasn’t a player either. She never had a bad word to say about her dates, even if they didn’t work out. She was a romantic at heart and a few college girls bruising her feelings wouldn't change that.

Which was why the love part still troubled Clarke. She knew Lexa like the palm of her hand. Lexa didn’t fall for girls like her - aimless, stubborn and too proud for her own good. She liked girls who spoke about their goals at length. Girls who knew what they wanted. It was silly to even consider Lexa having feelings for her. Not like this, with this kind of passion. Clarke would’ve been able to tell. She would.

So what brought them to this point?

Clarke still wondered if this was truly the future. A parallel world born from the butterfly effect didn’t sound any less wacky, but Lexa had said she’d wanted her since their first kiss, which obviously wasn’t the case for her own Lexa. The mention of Costia seemed to have thrown her, perhaps because she didn’t know her at all in this world. If Other Clarke and her had started going out after their kiss in the car, it would make sense she’d never meet Costia.

Though that would mean they’d been dating for over ten years. Jesus. That couldn’t be right.

She didn’t have a ring and neither did Lexa. Well, that wasn’t too surprising. Clarke had witnessed her parents’ marriage fall apart and her mother’s second marriage end up in screaming matches too. Her grandmother was three-times divorced and her only cousin seemed ready to leave her husband any day now.

Griffin women didn’t do marriage very well and Clarke didn’t care to continue the tradition. She didn’t mind staying someone’s girlfriend forever, but she knew Lexa liked the idea of being a wife one day. Hopefully their stupid state would get its head out of its ass.

Wait. Clarke rushed to grab her phone but then stopped, knowing she’d forget the answer as soon as she read it. Surely by now it was legal, right? So why hadn’t they tied the knot? Clarke could see herself compromising if she were madly in love.

Was Other Clarke having doubts about the relationship? Was she thinking back on that crucial moment in her life, when she’d started dating Lexa, and wondering ‘What if we hadn’t?’ Clarke had a chilling thought that perhaps she’d been brought here to break up with Lexa. But her stomach suddenly twisted, a visceral reaction that knocked the breath out of her. It was almost as if Other Clarke had taken over for a second, lashing out.

She leaned against the wardrobe and took a deep breath.

“No breaking up,” she whispered.

It wasn’t like she could do it anyway. She’d stab herself in the tit before she broke Lexa’s heart. At this point, all she could do was play the part and hope the answers would come to her.

After some back and forth, she put on a dress with a jacket and tights, warm and dressy enough for a birthday outing. Lexa walked out of the bathroom in dark pants and a top with the weirdest shoulder cutouts. Eight years did a lot to fashion apparently.

“Ready?” she asked.

Clarke nodded, wondering how screwed she was if they bumped into someone they knew on the way. She’d have to smile and let Lexa do the talking.

“I thought you’d wear your blue dress,” Lexa said.

Clarke looked down at her outfit. “Uh, nope. The green one.”

“I guess you’re not planning on getting lucky,” Lexa said with a growing smile.

Feeling the rising panic she usually did when Lexa alluded to their private conversations, Clarke tried playing along: “Why not? Do I not score in the green dress?”

Lexa snorted. “Do you not- what?”

Sensing she’d missed the mark, Clarke quickly moved on: “Maybe I just wanted to match your eyes.”

“Corny... but effective.” Lexa smiled as she leaned in to kiss her. Clarke had given up on trying to stop these, instead enjoying the sensation. Lexa’s kisses were unlike any others she’d had. She wondered if their years of experience just made these second nature. Sometimes, like now, she didn’t want to stop at all, so caught up in the feeling that she became an active participant herself, even overzealous.

“Hmm.”

It was that sound again - the little hum Lexa made after their kisses got more heated.

“What?” Clarke asked.

“You’ve been kissing me differently.”

Clarke’s eyes widened. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Bad different?”

“No, no, just…” Lexa glanced down, “like you’re trying to figure me out.”

“I thought I’d try something new.”

“That’s the thing, it reminds me of when we first started dating. When I was trying to find out how you liked it and you were trying to find out how I liked it.”

Clarke felt awkward, reminded once more of the gap in their experiences. Which was fucking weird, because technically the body she was in was plenty knowledgable regarding Lexa’s preferences. “So it is bad.”

“I’m enjoying it,” Lexa reassured her, then ran her hands down her ass. “Makes me think of when we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other.”

Clarke blushed, not disliking how close their bodies were. “Clearly an issue these days.”

“A glaring one.”

At least these two still bantered, which was oddly reassuring to Clarke. “We, um, we’re okay in that department, right?”

Lexa arched her brow. “Well, our old age makes it a little hard to fuck over an entire weekend.”

“Very funny.”

Lexa sighed. “Of course we are. I love what we have. How we’re growing together. Obviously sometimes I wish we could escape to the summer after graduation again, but I’d miss our life now. Everything we worked on and built together.”

“Summer after graduation? What was…?”

“Hm?”

“Never mind. So, we’re good?”

“I am. Are you?”

Clarke looked into Lexa’s eyes and saw her best friend. Just Lexa. Just the girl who’d been such a central part of her life since college. Just the girl she’d played a ridiculous amount of darts with, done the best roadtrip of her life with and cooked the most revolting on-a-budget college meals with. Just the girl whose laugh she knew from a mile away. And she didn’t know if she’d find that girl again, or if they’d grow old together too, but at least a part of her was still here. Still making her feel like she was home. 

“Yeah. I have everything I could possibly want.”

Lexa kissed her cheek. “Then let’s have that birthday date, gorgeous.”

-

Part 5

#clexa #clexa fic #f: citf #w #it's not much but it's honest work #why do you think Other Clarke is having an existential crisis? #happy holidays 🎄

[thevulturesquadron]

@eddiemunsonmeltdowns 👀soon! And my only demand as payment is for you to have 3 meals’a’day and to stay hydrated! 😊 Already had half a mind to throw everything steddie I did for practice into one file, just… gotta stop working until midnight this week and well… might have some ronancetober bugs to get out of the system first! I can do this! 😭

#i’m silly #take care of yourself! #lexa here #i really want to finish all of those and put them together #just hope I have the time and energy #❤️❤️❤️❤️. #thank you for the tags!!!

[graunblida]

i finally finished the first season of a.ltered c.arbon (cries) and i have a mighty need for lexa to fight her former jedi master-turned inquisitor in a damaged star destroyer that’s hurtling from the atmosphere. 

#iii. brb. ascending » ooc. #i love dichen sm. so glad they let her go off the rails #like this would hurt sm if it was anya #because even if lexa defeated her she would stay with her fallen mentor and end up dying in the crash #part of me doesn't want it to be anya because she cannot die it's not allowed #i'm just in a silly angsty mood y'all