#clexa club au
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Hold me close, sway me more
Modern au where Clarke and Lexa meet in a club
Read below for my unedited ficlet I wrote after watching Emily, Alycia's character in Saint X, dancing in the club
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Anya convinced her nerdy roommate Lexa that she needed to loosen up and have fun socializing with other people at least once in college instead of staying home alone and watching her nature documentaries on a Friday night. She persuaded Lexa to go out dancing with her at the club close to campus
Lexa begrudgingly agreed on the condition that Anya would bring her home if she wasn't having fun after one hour. Before Lexa could change her mind, Anya immediately dragged her from the couch and pushed her out the door. Lexa wasn't even given the chance to change her clothes. She was still wearing her sweats and an old national park shirt in contrast to Anya who wore a black bodycon dress and heels
As soon as they entered the club, Lexa's eyes and ears were assaulted by the bright strobe lights and loud music blaring from the speakers. It was intense and awkward for Lexa who immediately felt out of her element. Before she could take a moment to compose herself, Anya pulled her to the bar and ordered them a round of shots.
Lexa had never been a fan of drinking so she eyed the clear liquid apprehensively. Anya encouraged Lexa to stop thinking and just drink claiming she needed some liquid courage in order to loosen up.
The roommates toasted their glasses and downed their first shot. Lexa grimaced as the vodka burned her throat. She was still coughing when Anya handed her the next shot and gestured "Bottoms up." She glared at her roommate as she downed her second shot.
Shortly afterwards, Lexa suddenly felt relaxed and giddy. She even sensed her inhibitions disappearing and replaced with a carefree attitude. She basked as a euphoric buzz flowed through her head. Anya was right. She actually felt more confident in herself
She's snapped out of her stupor by Anya waving her hand in front of her. She told her that it was time for her to show off her dance moves. She then dragged Lexa and led them to the center of the dancefloor.
At first, Lexa felt awkward as she stood still while the throes of bodies moved all around her. She felt self conscious since she didn't know how to dance. Sensing Lexa's discomfort, Anya gestured to copy her moves so Lexa watched her roommate moving freely to the beat.
Lexa played off her energy and movements. She tentatively bounced her body and swung her arms to match the song's beat. Her feet shuffled to coordinate her shaky movements. It felt unnatural to Lexa, so she looked to Anya for approval. Anya nodded and told her she looked good. Anya added that she needed to get out of her head and just feel the music
Lexa's confidence grew after Anya's reassurance and went with her advice. She stopped thinking about how to move and just focused on feeling the music guiding her movements. She was surprised by how easily she could dance when she let the beats flow through her body. Soon, Lexa was jumping and waving her hands in the air. Her feet glided across the floor to match the song's tempo. She even rocked her hips back and forth as she bobbed her head to the beat.
Lexa was having the time of her life in the club. She didn't care that she was surrounded by sweaty bodies or if her dance moves looked awkward. She swore that she never felt this free and relaxed in her life before. It was a feeling that Lexa did not want to let go so she closed her eyes and just danced
From across the dancefloor, Clarke watched Lexa. She was drawn to this girl who looked so out of place in the club. For one, she's wore sweats, a simple t-shirt, and sneakers instead of a slutty dress and heels like everyone else. Second, her dance moves were simply put, terrible and uncoordinated. However, she looked so cute that Clarke could not resist approaching her hoping to score a dance
When Lexa opened her eyes, she didn't see Anya in front of her. Instead, she was suddenly face to face with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. She instinctively looked away feeling embarrassed staring so openly at a stranger. Lexa had never been approached by anyone in her life before let alone someone as beautiful as this blonde bombshell in front of her.
However when she looked back, those same blue eyes were still on her. This time, they were accompanied by a sultry smile. She was saying something but Lexa could barely hear her over the loud music blasting from the speakers. Resorting to reading the blonde's soft lips, she caught the ask "wanna dance?"
Lexa felt a strong rush of confidence flowing through her that this goddess wanted to dance with her. She pulled the blonde closer and guided her hands over her ass to take the lead. The blonde surprised Lexa and tugged her even closer until their bodies were flush. She then possessively guided Lexa's body so they were rocking and swaying with the beat.
Lexa had never been held like this by anyone else before. She loved the pressure and warmth of another person on her. It made her feel desired. She felt her core heating up the longer they danced together. She looked up and found her partner's blue eyes have darkened. Lexa clearly wasn't the only one feeling the same
Fueled by her lust, Lexa turned around, pressed her ass backwards into the blonde, and grinded across her crotch. She grabbed the blonde's hands and encouraged her to feel her body over her clothes. She begged the blonde to ravish her neck with kisses. Lexa was moaning as the blonde explored and played with her body
Clarke was shocked by this girl's confidence and didn't expect her nerd to transform into a vixen in front of her. She felt apprehensive about feeling this girl until she guided Clarke's hands to roam across her body. With her consent, Clarke could not stop her exploration of her lithe body. She squeezed the girl's breasts and pinched her hardened peaks over her shirt. She left open mouthed kisses along her shoulder and neck. She dug her hands into the girl's hips and pushed her ass against her front to alleviate the throbbing in her core.
Clarke knew she had to take this girl back home. Before she could whisper the words "Wanna get out of here?", the girl was suddenly pulled out of her hold by a furious looking woman. Clarke recognized the woman as Anya and cursed.
Seeing Lexa happily dancing, Anya felt confident enough to give her some space to enjoy herself. She rarely saw Lexa looking so carefree and relaxed. It was a good look on her. Plus, Anya felt the soothing buzz of their shots starting to wear off so she headed to the bar for another round.
When she returned, she seethed at Lexa's new dance partner. It was Clarke Griffin, known player who left a trail of broken hearts behind her each week. She felt a wave of protectiveness wash over her for Lexa. She did not want to see Lexa become another notch on Griffin's bedpost. She marched over to end their time together before things could escalate any further
As Lexa danced with her blonde, she craved more. The kisses, hands, and warmth across her body wasn't enough. Lexa wanted to be fully enveloped and surrounded by her. She wanted to transcend to a new level of euphoria, one that she hasn't experienced yet. Lexa wanted to sleep with her.
Before Lexa could beg the blonde to take her home, she yelped when she was suddenly yanked out of the warm comfort of the blonde's embrace. It was Anya telling Lexa they needed to leave now. It was an emergency.
Lexa quickly looked back at the blonde hoping to apologize for her abrupt exit. She saw a somber look on her face. Lexa shouted out, "I'm Lexa. I hope we can dance again" before she disappeared out of sight.
Clarke was left alone on the dancefloor as she watched Anya take Lexa away from her. Clarke knew she wouldn't be able to see let alone dance with Lexa again with Anya in the picture. She knew her history as a player since she broke Niylah's heart, one of Anya's closest friends
Once they were out of the club, Lexa smacked Anya's hand away and demanded to know why they were leaving so soon. She was having a good time dancing with someone.
Anya told Lexa she did this for her own good. She told Lexa about Clarke Griffin's notoriety on campus as a player. She did not want to see Lexa's heart get broken. She deserved better than becoming another one of Griffin's conquests
"Promise me you won't see Griffin again. She's bad for you Lexa." Anya pleaded.
"Yes, yes. Fine, I promise. I won't see her again." Lexa grumbled
However when Lexa dreamed that night, she danced with the girl with golden locks and ocean eyes
#hope you guys like it#should i continue?#i remember clarke went dancing in season 6 and the clips fit perfectly with Emily's scenes#clexa#clexa au#rory's stuff#my writing#rory's fic#club au#clexa club au
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it should be spring
Chapter 2 - If You Forget Me
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Clarke opens the book at random and all her bravado vanishes the instant she realizes what’s written before her eyes. She’s sure her eyes are wide as saucers as they fly back to Lexa’s, and her own ears burn.
“Is she– and is she– are they…?”
Lexa’s lips pull up in a slow smirk, a staggering shift from just a few moments ago. She still looks flushed and a bit winded, but her eyes glint with intent. The tables have turned.
“I told you this was where they hide their best books, Clarke.”
#clexa#clexa fic#clexa fanfiction#isbs#clexa fanfic#my fics#mine#it should be spring#book club au#told y'all this wasn't over 😌
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invisible life of addie larue clexa au:
Sometimes, the old gods listen. Trade something worthwhile, pray to the right one, and things can be arranged. But be wary of those that respond after dark.
Foster care is brutal. Lexa is trapped with a family she doesn’t want. In places she hates. The most recent one has a penchant for drinking too much and talking with his fists.
Lexa wants to be free. She wants to see the world and not be tied down. She doesn’t want them to be able to find her. She promises her soul in exchange. The darkness grants it.
Wish granted, but with a cost. Lexa can make no mark on the world. A line written fades. A stain disappears. A drawing vanishes. It’s as if she’d never been there.
Worst of all, people do not remember her. They meet, but once that person has left the room, they have no memory of her. Life bleeds into deja vu. Repeated introductions and conversations.
She knows she’s been tricked. She doesn’t age. Nothing changes. She learns the confines of her curse over the years. It’s a lonely existence, being forgotten so often. Relationships are brief. An hour. A night. But always the same confusion when they wake up next to her with no recollection of the evening. A trip to the bathroom and the evening starts over again upon their return.
Lexa unfortunately remembers everything. It has been 20 years. A lonely, transient, scary 20 years with nothing of permanence. Until a storm cloud of a artist rolls into her life.
She and Clarke have met for the first time many times.
Lexa can’t quite stop herself from meeting Clarke again and again.
It started off innocently enough. A pretty girl. A warm summer night. Easy conversation, secrets whispered into the night, a wild night in bed.
Waking up in tangled sheets a shy “I’m sorry… I don’t actually remember your name… I must’ve had too much to drink last night”
Then it happens again. And again. A 6 month affair. And eventually Lexa realizes she has fallen for this girl. This girl who doesn’t remember her after she leaves a room. And even after all the nights they’ve shared, spots her in a crowd as a new face. As a new muse.
“Your eyes look like a forest” it’s same thing Clarke said the first time they met. And the sixth. And the tenth. And the twenty first. But it’s not just a line. Clarke is an artist and always studies her subjects intently.
She paints her the 8th time. An abstract of Lexa as a galaxy. Titled it Saturn. It sold for 25k at a gallery and Clarke not being able to remember the girl who inspired it haunts her.
“This is unlike me. I usually remember the name.”
The 16th time, they meet at a club. One too many drinks results in Clarke’s lips pressed beneath her jaw, paint-streaked fingers sliding beneath the waistband of her jeans. It was, for Clarke , a rare impulsive moment. It was, for Lexa, the second month of an affair.
One month later Lexa spots her at an outdoor concert. Clarke’s blue eyes dip down from the sky and find her own. The painter smiles, and for an instant, it’s August again, and they are laughing over beers on a bar patio, dancing too close to a cover bands music. Clarke leaning into the crook of her neck as she walks her home. It is September, and they are in her unmade bed, their fingers tangled in the sheets and with each other as Lexa’s mouth traces the warmth between Clarke’s legs. Too weak to refuse, Lexa goes home with her again.
“It’s okay, Clarke” and they way she says her name spreads warmth through Clarke’s chest for reasons she cant quite pinpoint. Why does this feel so familiar?
Clarke finds her asleep on the same rooftop and invites the shivering girl in. She gives the tour of the apartment that Lexa has heard many times. Offers her a cup of tea to warm up. Flirts. Lexa tries hard not to be charmed again. Knows her heart can’t handle it. She has lived those moments with Clarke many times, and one more might shatter her.
So Lexa vows not to fall into this routine. To not go back to any of Clarke’s old haunts, not to end up on her rooftop, or near her apartment, and certainly not in her bed.
A serendipitous run-in at the farmers market. “Your eyes are like a forest” and Lexa has to fight the urge to close the gap. To fall back into Clarke’s orbit.
Months go by as Lexa gives herself the space. But Clarke has this nagging feeling. She has a painting of a girl she doesn’t remember making.
And then Clarke sees her again. An odd sense of deja vu even though she knows she’s never met this woman before. The feeling is gone the second she leaves the gallery.
The painting of the unknown model tugs at her mind all the time. Who was she? Why does it feel like she should know her? Why does it feel like she’s in love with a stranger she’s never met? Questions questions questions… until she decides to strike a deal of her own
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Ok so Josie x Isabel Clexa au (minus the lying about the fight club because I want Fun). Thoughts?
#Clarke as Josie and Lexa as isabel#soooo much playing space for lexa suppressing her sexuality#but mostly I chose that because isabel looks like her#personal#bottoms 2023#Clexa
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Light's Long Shadow - Chapter 6
A Clexa Star Wars AU
Lexa hadn't counted on chasing a mob boss to her own club in Hutt space any more than she'd expected to find herself trying to blend in in said club, but neither are a challenge she can't handle. Somewhat less expected, however, and much less easy to handle, is the way a certain blonde bounty hunter has captured her attention...
But she's a Jedi. Attraction, attachment, it's all beneath her. Right?
aka: the fancy clothes and dancing sequence of the fic.
An objection rises to Lexa's lips but Clarke is gone before she can voice it. No one's given them any more than a cursory glance since they arrived here, all too preoccupied with their own evenings to care much about those immediately around them. (Unless, it seems, those immediately around them are deemed to be attractive; Lexa has received more than one smile since arriving here, and everyone Clarke lays eyes on seems more than happy to speak to her.) But nevertheless, this would be an extremely easy place to lay an ambush—the wrong person, a concealed weapon, and Clarke's bounty could be called in before Lexa can so much as make it halfway across the room. And this is the headquarters of the person who put the hit out in the first place, which to Lexa's mind makes it all the more likely that the bounty hunter will be recognized. Letting Clarke move around on her own, weaving through nondescript crowds and out of sight, sends a spike of anxiety lancing up the back of Lexa's neck.
Setting her teeth and swallowing the feeling back down, she turns her eyes back to the table - and finds Finn watching her again. He wears another smile, though this one is more knowing than charming.
"I know the feeling," he says, as if Lexa had said something to warrant that response when she absolutely did not. "A lot of people do. It's hard to resist the charms of Clarke Griffin. Even for a Jedi, apparently."
Lexa finds herself frowning despite herself. She should just let that comment go. "Charms?" she says instead.
"That irresistibleness." Finn waves a hand lazily through the air, as if halfheartedly trying to grasp what he means. "The way she sucks you in with those eyes and that smile, not to mention the rest of her..." he whistles an exhale and shrugs, a cocky half-grin now spread across his face, "you know, charms."
"Right..." Lexa says slowly, eyes drifting in the direction Clarke disappeared. "Charms."
He's not wrong. Her eyes, her smile—there's a certain magnetism about her, a warmth in her attention that draws a person in and makes them feel...interesting. Makes them feel wanted. Just thinking about the way Clarke looked at her earlier in her room, blue eyes taking in her suit and tie and makeup, leaves Lexa suddenly breathless, her tongue bone-dry. She sips from her drink to rid herself of the feeling, because the weightlessness of it is marred with the discomfort of knowing that she shares this feeling with Finn.
It's not because of him, not really. But she knows what Finn's relationship to Clarke is. And she knows that being in that same category is not a smart thing for her to do. She's a Jedi. She's above such things.
Read on Ao3.
#clexa#clexa fanfic#the 100#the 100 fanfic#commander lexa#clarke griffin#lexa woods#star wars#star wars au#swau#my fic
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Do you have a list of these mutuals who created these amazing posts for the fandom?
I mean? Idk how to answer this beyond just saying they're all artists and creators you already know 🤷♀️ everything is always on their blog and under their name, I don't like ask them to create anything and then try and pass it off as my own or anything like that. So for example @sersh and @ohlexa and @sassymajesty have all made amazing and gorgeous gifs from tags and such. Sassy also made both the demon Lexa and demon Clarke edits for me. @commander-leksa made that main demon au moodboard post. @qvert and @unreleasedsong-is-kredkadt both made beautiful demon au drawings. @heda-in-the-clouds has made a bunch of gifs and the fuck video 😌. @syngularitysyn made the clexa movie reboot for everybody now that youtube nuked the original. There's a lot!
Really I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's not like a super secret elite club or anything 😅 these are just artists and creators that I really enjoy and respect their work for the fandom. And they're all nice and friendly people, so if you have an idea, talk to them! Or just yell at them in your tags when you rb their work, cuz they see it! Worst they can say is no or that they don't have time, but either way, not only do you have the chance to give them new ideas but it's also an opportunity for you to show them that you support them and appreciate their time and effort
Edit: @dianaprincewonderwoman THAT'S WHO I WAS FORGETTING I KNEW IT WAS SOMEONE 😤 they made the clexa sexa on the throne fanart 👀
#anon#i feel like I'm forgetting someone and it's bothering me#saw their name in the notes and was like oH FUCK lol
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Rules: Post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.
hehehe... hahahahaha... oh this is gonna be... embarrassing, mostly, but also very fun!! thank you for tagging me @amethyst-noir <3<3<3
A Necessary Evil [wangxian]
All the Monsters Come Out at Night [wlw wangxian]
Alone on Lunar New Year? Mad at your dad? [wangxian fam]
Assassin's Creed AU [wangxian]
Beating Like a Hammer [wlw wangxian]
Boy Meets Sword [mxy&suibian]
Breathing You In (I Don't Wanna Stop) [wangxian]
Bury the Sunlight [burial mounds fam]
Caiyi Town (Gilmore Girls AU) [wangxian fam]
Can't Cheat Death While You're Digging Your Own Grave [nhs&wwx]
Control [beefleaf]
Do you like apples? [wangxian]
Dreaming in Red [wangxian]
Dresden AU [wangxian fam]
Edges that Scratch (and notes on the Expanded Monterey Genderverse) [wlw wangxian]
Fierce Corpse JYL [yunmeng siblings]
Fire in the Back of My Throat (Sunshot Band AU) [wangningxian]
Fresh Powder in the Pine Trees [wangxian]
Gui Daifu | 鬼大夫 [burial mounds siblings]
Gun Oil [sunny bees]
Hand in Hand with a Brother (Demonic Shuangjie AU) [yunmeng sibs]
High Fidelity [wangningxian]
Homeless AU (and a treatise on the US treatment of felons by librarian LWJ) [wangxian fam]
Hot for Teacher [wangxian]
I am Not a Vessel for Your Good Intent [wangxian]
I Got Dumped in Tokyo [wlw wangxian]
Immortals [lan wangji/&wen ning]
In the Parking Lot Between a Dairy Queen and a PL$ Check Cashers [junior quartet, zhuiyi]
Inquiring Minds [wangxian, wwx&jc]
Let Your Brain Run Wild (Everybody's Nephew Band AU) [junior quartet, zhuiyi]
Let Yourself be Loved (Definitely Not a Queer Eye fic) [wwx&fab5]
My Heart's Like Yours [wangxian fam]
Paint My Body Gold [wangxian]
Parker [leverage ot3]
Ramen House [wangxian]
Rope Burns [clexa]
Roses Don't Know When They're Dead [xuanli]
Sign Your Name Across My Body [wangxian]
Teal Eyes [fair game]
The Bar [thunderblink]
The Korrasami Sexcapades Playlist [korrasami]
The Too Personal AU [wangxian]
The Trashbag AU [korrasami]
The Water's Right, It's Sinking In [wangxian]
Turnt Up at the Club [sunny bees]
Under Streetlights [wangxian]
Undergrad Groupchat [wangxian]
Urban Fantasy AU (What Does the Huli Jing Say?) [wlw foxxian/dragonji]
WAGBFM: Can You Hear That (Whistle) -- A Nighthunt [junior quartet]
WAGBFM: Devil's Worst Nightmare -- A Rendezvous [mianqing]
WAGBFM: Nails in My Coffin -- A Marriage [songxiao]
WAGBFM: The Killing Kind -- A Prequel [wangxian]
Weird West AU [wangxian]
Words are Gonna Bleed from Me [wangxian]
WQ Soul Sacrifice Ritual AU [burial mounds siblings]
You Got Me Bloodshot [wangxian]
水 | Paradoxes [xue yang, yiling wei sect]
wow. okay. sure. at least 50 is a nice round number?
(i put the main focus in brackets when i start writing a thing, but sometimes that changes and i forget to update so... idk if all of those are super accurate or not? i guess we'll find out!)
Tagging: anyone who wants to do this! it's very fun! and also painful. but mostly fun! and i'm super excited for questions!
ask away! i'll answer whatever, whenever :)
ETA: still open. open forever. maybe i'll even try to keep it updated if people want that?
#so it turns out 39 was a conservative estimate.......#i got tagged!#wip ask meme#oh good i'm updating this now...#added one but crossed off two! (23/5/18)#added... several bcs they have prose now and i'm mad about it (23/7/26)
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In your cheerleader au, are clexa the couple who like to go out or stay inside Friday night?
Funny thing: while they do go out nearly every Friday night, they'd probably prefer to stay home.
Clarke is rather sociable and has a big friend group, from classes, from football and from her activism groups so she is usually being invited to parties and clubs and dinners pretty often and by extend being her gf, Lexa goes with her.
But because they are always somewhere with someone else staying home with each other always sounds much nicer and as they reach their senior year parties to slow down for them as they start to spend more Friday nights at home enjoying time with each other.
#letter opened#cheerleader lexa x jock clarke#Clarke also goes out without Lexa sometimes but not often tbh
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There’s a part I’m writing in chapter 7 that is not meant to be smutty at all but my dirty gremlin brain is like “they could be fucking right now they could be IMAGINE IF THEY WERE FUCKING RIGHT NOW”
#lolol#bol#clexa#Clexa fic#Clexa au#Clexa smut#there is no smut in this chapter folks hahaha#but like....I want there to be#spoilers: how the fuck am I supposed to have clexa in a bathroom at a bar/club together and NOT FUCK#they aren't going to fuck yet obviously#but oh boy#a girl can dream
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1950s Clarke and Lexa slow dancing to "I'll Be Seeing You". An arm around each other; free hands clasped between them. The smoky tones of the record player filling the room, mellow lights dimming and laying long shadows across the carpet. The weight of expectations fading with each word Billie Holiday sings into the small room laden with bookcases and piles of vinyls stacked against the walls. Just the two of them moving together, dancing cheek to cheek.
#this was a nice writing exercise#zoom out#clexa#clexa au#book club au#my fics#mine#music#and yes it will be an actual scene in the fic#Spotify#it should be spring#isbs
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Ghouls' Night Out
Clarke didn't really care for Halloween at all, until she met her soulmate about four years ago that is.
They actually met on Día de Muertos during the celebration in Mexico. It was her best friend and roomate Raven who had begged her to tag along, partly because she didn't want to go alone but she also thaught it would convince Clarke to start liking Halloween....which in hindsight wasn't entirely wrong.
"My closing argument to why you should join: Dancing, travel, gorgeous women and the cutest mechanical engineer by your side." Raven said with a irresistible smug on her mouth. Clarke sighed "Ugh, fine. I'll go! *pause* On two conditions, I want drinks and you won't leave me alone like you always do. Actually this time I might leave you alone." Clarke said with a teasing voice. "Yes!! It's a deal, let's shake on it blondie. No take backs." Raven said while stretching out her hand for Clarke to grab it. "Good doing business with you Reyes."
Another reason Raven wanted Clarke to come with her to Mexico was because she was going to meet her long distance girlfriend Octavia for the first time, which made her super nervous and naturally wanted support. Something Raven would never admit to Clarke, solely based on the fact that she would never hear the end of it otherwise.
#clextober19#13daysofclexa#day 10#ghouls'night out#modern au#clubbing#dancing#dinner date#clexa aesthetic#clexa collage#clexa moodboard#clarke griffin#lexa woods
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I was bored today, so this happened! Dedicated to @dreamsaremywords and her fic Lipstick Stamps on my Passport!
#clexa moodboard#clexa modern au#clexaedit#clexa aesthetic#clexa rub club#crc#clexa#clexa fanfic au#airport AU#clexa mood board au#lesbians and airports
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Clarke vs. The Knife
Lexa spots Clarke alone near a table.
“Cover me,” Lexa says somewhat desperately.
“What?”
“I got caught snooping back there and armed guards chased me out. I’m trying to hide in plain sight,” Lexa says, pulling Clarke to the dancefloor, starting to move her body to the music. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees the guards surveying the crowd for her, and buries her face in Clarke’s neck under the guise of pulling her closer for a dance.
“Lexa.”
“Hm?” Lexa hums.
“Lexa!” Clarke says aggressively enough that it pulls Lexa’s attention so she moves to make eye contact. “I’m here on a date with someone else. I’m not supposed to be part of this mission.”
“I’m just trying to make sure they done shoot me in this nightclub, not trying to ruin your date,” Lexa angrily barks back.
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#lexa#clexa#clarke griffin#chuck au#clexa chuck au#chapter 13#chuch au#ive never been in a club so unclear how accurate any of this is#also dont yell at me but someone gets stabbed
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Chapters: 1/3
Fandom: The 100 (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa
Characters: Clarke Griffin, lexa woods
Additional Tags: Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Lexa, Omega Clarke, Lapdance, strip club, Modern AU, Knotting, clarke is a fucking tease, but we all knew this
Summary:
Clarke takes Lexa to a strip club to celebrate her promotion. Buying her a lapdance does not go as planned…
#clexa#clexa modern au#clexa abo#alpha lexa#omega clarke#thirsty ass clarke#clexa strip club au#clexa lapdance#clexa smut
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So, I finally got round round baby right round to this...
The London club AU in which Clarke is a shithotmess DJ who swears too much and is the sun which everyone orbits around, Lexa is an artistic progeny with a weakness for disco and home baking, and the MVP is Indra's collection of sequined jumpsuits.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/12770793/chapters/29137686#main
(thanks to my No. 1 favourite DJ @gramjams for ma maNIP x)
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I read somewhere that Lexa would definitely be a chess person and let me tell you: yes.
Clarke would teach her at some point and she (Lexa) would dominante the game (as much as Clarke? Who knows) but she would really enjoy that.
So now I'm thinking about "Teach Me" (that is so good) and I finally found a perfect AU where she can play chess (this doesn't mean you have to write it, it's just my imagination 😂)
"Teach Me" and "Demon AU" Clexa would play chess.
AND! Vampire Clexa! Don't forget Vampire Clexa.
I doubt it'll make it into the fic but oh my, 100% professor Lexa plays chess. She may or may not have even been in chess club in high school. And went to chess camp a couple of summers. And took a few seminars during her time in college. It's whatever it's whatever nothing big don't worry about it.
And yeah okay, she's competitive, but also a good loser when it happens but an even better and gracious winner because she's not an asshat like the kids she grew up playing against. And Lexa's a natural born teacher, it's just in her blood, so when she finds out Clarke used to play a little with her dad years ago but never really learned a lot of fancy moves and strategies, she gets more than a little excited. But obviously plays it cool. As in, very cooly sits straight up and vibrates at a frequency that could shatter glass as she very, very nonchalantly and wide eyedly asks if Clarke would like her teach her a few tricks just for fun.
She also plays it really cool when she immediately shoots off her couch before Clarke's fully finished her answer to go grab her favorite set.
Because of course she has multiple sets.
The lil nerd.
Of course the greatest strategy Lexa ever teaches Clarke is actually that if she wants to win a against an opponent, she has to get in their heads. That's why her tried and true method of victory against Lexa becomes very strategically undoing buttons of her blouse throughout the game. Lexa's concentration goes to shit
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