#princess commander

It’s been years since Clarke slept so soundly. And it’s the first time she’s ever done so while curled up naked and entangled with the most precious person in the world. Clarke’s eyes have not yet opened, but her lips curve and she burrows deeper into the warmth, Lexa’s body soft and sticky against hers, the blankets still damp and the rug soaked beneath them. Lexa’s heart is steady and sure beneath her ear, and the sound of it fills Clarke up and reverberates in every part of her.

She can feel the moment awareness settles over Lexa. Her head slowly rises and falls with Lexa’s chest as Lexa takes a deep breath, and Clarke sighs happily, her cheek pressed to Lexa’s heart.

“Good morning,” Lexa hums, voice thick with sleep.

Strike at Witching Hour

Clarke is a witchunter, traveling to the town of Polis after its distressed Mayor pleads with her to save the habitants from a dark witch who threatens them in the dark of the night. Enter his daughter, eighteen year old Lexa, who's only allowed to visit the church and lives under the watchful eye of her father and the pastor.

- pairing: lexa / clarke griffin - genre: romance / alternate universe / royalty - summary:

When Clarke joined a military hospital in Libya, she didn't expect Princess Alexandria of Polis rolling into her operating theater on a gurney. After saving the princess' life and spending a few hours of laughter with said princess, she thought that was it.

It is when she returns to Polis that she finds out her relationship with Lexa doesn't just end at former doctor-patient or saving the princess' life. And maybe Clarke is more okay with it than she would think.

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"I'm a doctor, first and foremost, and I was not about to let the most iconic princess of all monarchies in the world to die on my table."

"Iconic?"

"You're the first out and proud lesbian princess…like ever. William and Harry can suck it."

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or Lexa is a princess and retired soldier, Clarke is the doctor who saves her life, and they don't expect each other in the best way possible.

The Night Of by AphroditesLaw (@aprodites-law) - There’s a reason I love this one-shot and it’s probably because A Cinderella Story was a hallmark of my childhood. Read at your own fluff risk

the earth, that is sufficient by morningsound15 - the final chapter has that sweet sweet accidental marriage you’re looking for. It’s a canon clexa written for a previous week in chronological order, canon compliant until the obvious and then it diverges. Completed.

Candlelight by RaspberryTree - I love the world building in this one. I wish the writer would expand past a one-shot but it makes sense to keep it narratively where it is. A medieval au where Clarke is a spitfire and Lexa is not quite the monster she appears.

The Journey to Us by Girl_with_a_Quill (@girl-with-a-quill )- World building goals. Clarke, faced with an impossible decision, makes an even more impossible decision. If the only way to save her people is to marry Lexa then shoot, guess Clarke will take one for the team gosh dang it. Uncompleted.

I swear I know your face (but I don't know who you are) by ManuKaikan - I actually read this a long time ago and barely remember it but it’s got a long title with half of it in parenthesis so you know that means it’s Top Notch. Lexa is very into Clarke, Clarke wants to punch Lexa’s face in. And to quote our lord and savior, “But there’s a reason!” Completed.

The Marrying Type by artsypolarbear (@artsy-polarbear) - If I didn’t post this I would be remiss, not only is this writer Iconic, so is this piece and it’s almost sacrilege to not mention it. Clarke gets a call that her wife is in the hospital, only problem? (besides the fact that her wife is in the hospital) Clarke doesn’t have a wife. In fact - clarke isn’t really one for the whole institution of marriage. In fact, love was probably invented by hallmark to sell more greetcards. So. You know. They’re both emotionally constipated. Completed.

So, yesterday was the anniversary. Two years since we watched Lexa bleed out on the bed where she and Clarke had just made love for the first and last time.

And somehow, I totally missed it.

At first I was really pissed at myself, and really upset. But later I realized that I wasn't as mad at myself as I thought I should be. Why?

Because Lexa is still alive.

We have kept her that way. Through this fandom's outpouring of fic, gifsets, art, videos, and love, we have kept her alive. I may have watched her get shot and bleed out in Clarke's arms, but in a way she's more alive than ever before. That's one of the reasons - a big reason - I wrote Young Gods: as an attempt to write Lexa back from the dead, and give her the life we all know she deserved.

Every attempt to kill her on the show - seeing her die again to save Clarke in the City of Light, every time they talk about her legacy - has only made her stronger, because we respond with anger but also pure love. Love for our Heda, and our ship, and also each other.