Holy shit yes I do. I am legit the number one Clarisse fan hold up
Some of these fics will have more angst than others and also mind the tags, there will be things such as major character death and gore here
Please give these authors some love if you read them, all of these authors are so incredibly talented.
Starting with some self recs
the voice that urged orpheus when her body was found by World_Ender17 (that's me!!)
Silena Beauregard was dead.
Clarisse believed that sentence should never have existed. Silena is not - was not someone who seemed like the world could ever exist without. Silena's existence was a cornerstone in Clarisse's reality.
OR:
Following the loss of her best friend (and maybe more?), Silena, Clarisse's grief begins to take over. She decides on a last ditch attempt to bring back the person who meant the most to her, no matter the cost.
only the death of me by World_Ender17
After Silena dies at the hands of a drakon, things still aren't over for her.
Strings are pulled, and Silena has to come back and face the rest of camp, but especially Clarisse, about what she has done.
i will survive, but i'll never recover by World_Ender17
Silena knew she would die.
And that was okay.
…
So Silena was surprised, to say the least, when she woke up.
someday i'm gonna be somebody people want by World_Ender17
Clarisse, much to her annoyance, has been paired up for a quest with her long time enemy Silena. Through a combination of forced proximity and Clarisse's past haunting her, she might have to reconsider her opinion that children of Aphrodite are all self absorbed and airheads.
keep my hand in yours by World_Ender17
Clarisse didn't know how to respond. There was no good way to tell your girlfriend that you were having a mental breakdown, and that you were probably losing your grip on reality.
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AKA, Clarisse wakes up from a nightmare, and it only gets worse from there
Okay now onto the recs from other people
backlit in the bug stained porch lights by Jupitersrising @jupitersrising
They were best friends—which sounded so small now, so childish. How could someone boil down all those years into two words? How could that encapsulate the feeling of Silena wiping the blood from her cheeks after her first quest, kissing her square on the mouth so hard her teeth ached.
“We were the best of friends,” Clarisse sing-songed, tilting her head back to look at him. Like joking about it would wrap back around into severity, like she could make it more serious if she laughed.
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Or: Clarisse keeps seeing the ghost of the girl she loved.
Asgsfafgdjahsgafagshsga is this fic so good I think about it on a weekly basis
I forget you are gone (How could it be anyone but you?) by wewerebothborntoday (mxgicxltrxgedy)
At a Halloween party during her junior year of college, Clarisse La Rue sees a vision of someone who died a long time ago.
tofu and chickpeas by morrigancrows @mallorykeen
Percy can't stand meat after the Battle of Manhattan. Neither can Clarisse
Silena isn't alive/present in this one but oh boy is she haunting the narrative
Letters to Silena by Blue_stars44
"If anyone reads this I will hunt you down, break all of your bones individually, throw you into the Lavapit and feed your remains to Ms O'Leary. I mean it"
Or, if Clarisse was persuaded to start to have a diary shortly before the events of the last Olympian
Or, a retelling of the events of the Last Olympian and HoO from Clarisse's POV
with loneliness. with needs by morrigancrows @mallorykeen
Clarisse had always been shit at farewell.
Sapphic Summer Riordanverse Week Fourteen: Goodbye, For Now
if i slumber forevermore by andimissmylovergirl @andimissmylovergirl @its-hard-to-let-go-of-an-echo
By this time tomorrow, Camp Half-Blood would be different. Even if they won, things would never be the same, for the worse. A sigh rippled through Silena.
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“Thought you might be here.” Clarisse settled into the sand beside her, leaning on her own palm.
Or:
Silena spends the night before the Battle of Manhattan on the beach, mulling over her treachery, when Clarisse approaches her and accidentally gives her an idea of how to solve everything. Aka Silena is a self-sacrificial AF.
Written for Femslash August!!! Wish upon a Star
Title is from the English translation of My Clematis from Alien Stage
soldier on (achilles come down) by pineappleking @pineapplekingsworld
Clarisse La Rue is generally hot-tempered, arrogant, brave, and strong — like most children of Ares. She's lost track of how many people have told her she's destined for greatness. She knows she could be a great hero, maybe even as legendary as Achilles.
When Luke tries to sneak into Camp Half-Blood through the Labyrinth, everyone looks to Clarisse to help guard and protect camp. Clarisse starts to crumble under the pressure. During the summer leading up to the Battle of the Labyrinth, Clarisse finds support and encouragement where she never thought she would: Silena Beauregard. Friendship, and maybe something more, blossoms where it shouldn’t.
OR: a Clarisse x Silena fic that spans from The Battle of the Labyrinth to The Last Olympian and parallels Achilles and Patroclus' relationship.
when they point to the pictures (please tell them my name) by young_authoress
Clarisse La Rue knew she was going to die. She knew from the moment she heard the monster. It wasn’t a choice, it was an accepted fate. A fate her teenage self swore.
That when another drakon dared to cross her, she’d let it take her.
Survivor’s guilt, you could say.
or,
reflections of a life that was lived in the name of a girl who couldn’t
hold me like a knife by pineappleking @pineapplekingsworld
“Relax, Clarisse."
“If I relaxed my body now, I’d fall apart,” Clarisse says, huffing out a cold laugh. “I’ve always lived like this, and it’s the only way I know how to go on. If I relaxed even for a second, I will cease to exist as the only thing I was ever meant to be: a weapon.”
“You’re more than that,” Silena tells her. “You are.”
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Silena Beauregard is a princess and heir to her mother’s throne. She’s busy trying to prove herself as more than just a pretty face. To do that, she’s going to have to betray her kingdom and all of the people she loves.
Clarisse is a knight. She was raised by the sword, by her anger. Now, she is sworn to protect the princess. As a knight, she must be devoted to those she serves. Utterly and completely devoted. That’s certainly the only reason she thinks about Silena as often as she does. No other reason…
Legit a staple of the Ruegard fandom. Fucking amazing as hell
So stay with me, hold my hand. / There’s no need to be brave. By Umbreon545
Silena dies in Clarisse’s lap, solidifying their fates as Patroclus and Achilles reincarnated.
Or,
Apparently it takes a Drakon killing her lesbian situationship to get clarisse involved
live & die this way by pineappleking @pineapplekingsworld
Clarisse La Rue doesn’t fall in love. She tackles people on the rugby field, screams into microphones, and ghosts anyone who gets too close. She has no idea what she wants to do with her life other than continue playing music.
Silena is the editor-in-chief of the university newspaper. She's supposed to have it all figured out: the perfect boyfriend, the curated friend group, the easy smile that keeps people from asking too many questions. Everyone expects her to marry her boyfriend, Charles Beckenforf, immediately after college. No one knows she broke up with him two weeks ago.
When Clarisse and Silena get paired up for an assignment, they start to realize they were very very wrong about each other.
OR: a queer coming-of-age story about identity, messy crushes, and learning how to want without fear.
This fic was actually what got me into Ruegard in the first place!!
Hope you enjoyed!! There are probably more fics out there but these are my top few
romaincrisis
snowghoul
origamiaround
baratheonpilled
