#clextober2023

Let's take it as 'the other side of the doors/cameras' as in, how different life is for celebrities behind closed doors and right in front of cameras.

So, from A ship and a number

Some anon, said Clexa 13 ...discreetly

Here you go, clexa fam! 💖

Also, this is part of my famous AU universe

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As per rutine for the past several month, the group of musicians signed with Arkadia Music's made their way into the hall of the hotel as they each finished their own interviews, every room on this floor was reserved for their pre-concert activities, and soon they would be leaving to the venue.

"That was fun" Octavia smirked as the got closer and in position for their team to lead them to the next room where they were holding a press conference.

"You didn't need to be that rude, y'know?" Her band mate said with a meaningless eye roll.

"Oh please, Clarke" Octavia groaned as she turned back to her best friend "he wasn't even a good guy, he wanted dirt yet was too stupid to find a way to create it, I did us both a favor"

"I wish you could've played rude in my interview" the green-eyed singer sighed from behind the duo as their team instructed them to start moving. Clarke turned to pout sympathicaly at her girlfriend, but resisted the urge to reach out to grab her hand, knowing there were people with cameras, looking for gossip behind every door.

"Ugh yeah, what's the point of doing this together if Woods and i have to do half of it alone" Murphy said walking beside Lexa "besides the interviewer was all flirt and no bussiness, i swear there was not a single question about music... no, yeah there was one "was Bruised Knee about sex?"" Murphy rolled his eyes.

"If you have to ask..." Octavia called immediately

"It's definitely not" the group responded in unison.

"If you haven't question it..."

"It probably is!" The chanted their little mantra with laugher as they stopped before a door.

"I mean, i don't see it so unfair, though... you chose a solo career" Octavia mentioned staring an argument with Murphy that had everybody joining in. Eventually, as their tour manager's assistant told them to go in, it was Murphy and Octavia bickering at each other while the group finished their talk over it.

Before the door started to open, while Monty was finishing a question for Clarke, Lexa spoke lowly "can i get a kiss?"

The door moved open and Clarke turned to pout at Lexa, after catching her question too late for been answering Monty's question "im sorry" she whispered as they all moved into the room.

"It's okay" Lexa mouthed once Clarke turned to look at her again, she only pouted harder before turning to face the press with a smile on her face.

They greet everyone as they all took their seats and the questions started. As the conference went on, the couple leaned to look at each other from across the table often, trying to make it as subtle as posible and most likely failing miserably. Clarke kept pouting and wishing she could've heard her girlfriend earlier and complaid in kind. After all, it wasn't all that often that the famous pop start, too damage from previous homofobic management, scared of the repercussions her previous contracts might still had over her public image, and straight to the public eye, asked, fearlessly and worryless, for any display of affection in public -or at work, for that matter-

Half through the conference, as Jasper was answering a question -or something completely off topic to the question asked at him- Clarke leaned her chin on her right hand, absently looking down at her wrist where four of her tattoos laid. Unwillingly to her, one of her eyebrows lifted slightly as she felt a light-bulb light-up over her head. She held a smirk as she turn slightly to look at Lexa, as expected, her girlfriend was already looking at her, so while maintaining eye contact, Clarke leaned down and softly kissed the head of her minimalist racoon tattoo that matched Lexa lion.

Lexa resists the need to roll her eyes and equally intense need to smile at her girlfriend, she licks her lips as she looks away and around the room, with a smirk of her own she looks down at her own wrist and up at Clarke, lifting her arm she scratches behind her ear before leaning on her hand with her elbow on the table, looking around one more time she leans to kiss the lion on her wrist while looking at Clarke. The couple smile at each other before looking away and inevitably staring to blush like teenagers. They both lower their hand and after a second of consideration, move them under the table as they lay back on their chairs. This very moment, would be considered by their fan as one of the biggest "mirroring" proofs of their time. -and they would be proud of it-

Sneak peak:

""You need to stop leaving dead bodies in my kitchen" she says as she lowers her head and opens her eyes to level the Shewolf standing in the shadows of her apartment with an unimpressed glare.

"Why would you ask such thing of me after feeling so fully satisfied by my gift?" the brunette steps forward, approaching her beloved Vampire with the sightless hint of a smirk on her face and tone."

This is a story that still rounds around my head some times. I imagine the first time they scent each other, a supernatural presence, for Clarke, something she hasn't felt in a while, for Lexa a part of her caution tracking of supernatural creatures over the area her and her clan would call home for the next couple of year.

I've played in my head many time the scene describe at the end, of Lexa heavily injured, before they were even anywhere near friends, or allies, deciding her best shot at survival was trusting the one creature she's been taught her entire -and very long life- not to trust, all because despite her un-alive status, Clarke had one of the most wonderfull, human souls Lexa had even encountered.

I imagine her making it to the bathroom thinking it woudl be easier to clean the blood, forgetting the fact that she was leaving a trail of her own blood with every step. I imagine Clarke scenting the blood way before making home, I imagine her been cautious, expecting a trap, just to be hit with the biggest worry she has had in centuries, realizing -even if just unconsciously- how much she already cared for the shewolf, ignoring at all cost the knowledge that the intense need to taste Lexa's blood was purely out of love and nothing to do with the werewolf's nature.

Hell I've even imagined Anya walking in after getting called by an exasperated, frustrated Clarke, who just wanted to feed from something that wasn't Lexa

Hey everyone! October is right around the corner and that means Clextober23 is coming up! 7 days of Clexa will begin on the 25th of October this year, so get ready! 

We can have all things Clexa with the spooky vibe of Halloween or Autumn sweater weather feels. Reblog or send this post out to anyone you think will enjoy it!

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