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The Royal Guard

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Gun violence, Blood and Injury

Status: WIP

Summary: Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

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Chapter 7: Pledge

Clarke saw little of the couple of hours it took the convoy to return to Ark. The abrupt end of the stress accumulated over the previous few days left her exhausted and numb. She spent the journey with her head on her father’s lap at the back of the armored vehicle, softly crying as his hand stroked her hair.

She had to have fallen asleep at some point because she woke up without having seen anything of Ark or the high fence surrounding the palace. The car came to a stop before marble stairs leading to a gold-ornamented wooden door tall enough for a giant to enter without tilting their head. An impressive view often portrayed on postcards and newspapers, but as familiar to her as her reflection in the glass.

Home, she thought, incapable of stopping the nervous laugh from escaping her lips. Despite ridiculous odds, she had survived. She was home.

Journalists, likely alerted by the troop entering Ark in the middle of the night, had gathered before the gate to glimpse what was happening. Clarke felt a wave of gratitude wash over her when guards protectively lined up on the other side of the car to hide her and the king from their lenses. Naturally, the Palace would soon have to let the nation know their princess had returned safe and sound. But she wasn’t ready to face the barrage of questions sure to be aimed at her. She needed a few more hours, at least, to catch her breath and prepare herself.

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The 100 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa Characters: Lexa (The 100), Clarke Griffin Additional Tags: Clexa Week 2023 (The 100), Secret Relationship Summary:

Clarke runs a brothel. Lexa is the local sheriff. Things are going well, until one Cage Wallace, shines the national spotlight on the small town. Remake of the Dolly Parton classic. Clexa week 2023, day 2, secret relationship.

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Clexaweek23: Day 2- Secret Relationship

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The Royal Guard

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by TalktomeinClexa

Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

For Clexa Week 2023 - Day 2 - Secret Relationship

Words: 3149, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Clexa Week 2023

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Abby Griffin, Jake Griffin, Anya (The 100), Gustus (The 100), Aden (The 100), Tris (The 100), Ryder (The 100), Lincoln (The 100), Indra (The 100), Marcus Kane, Madi (The 100)

Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa

Additional Tags: Clexaweek23, Clexaweek 2023, day 2 - secret relationship, Secret Relationship, Eventual Smut, Enemies to Lovers, Princess Clarke, Mercenary Lexa

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[talktomeinclexa]

The Royal Guard

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Gun violence, Blood and Injury

Status: WIP

Summary: Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

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Chapter 5: Reprieve

Clarke woke at the sound of whispers and doors squeaking. She stretched her back and groaned when a kink manifested itself in her neck. As comfortable as the sofa looked, it wasn’t large or long enough to rival her king-sized bed and medium-firm mattress. A blanket was spread over her frame when she distinctly didn’t remember grabbing one during the night, and she smiled at the sweet attention.

Her stomach growling loudly reminded her she hadn’t eaten since breakfast the day before. With cheeks pink from embarrassment, she stood up and headed for the kitchen.

She found Girl there, with her back pressed against the kitchen counter, and the other female mercenary Clarke had dubbed Panther in her mind for the way she quietly stared at her.

“Morning,” Girl greeted her. “How are you?”

“Hello. I am well, thank you. I was hoping to prepare something for breakfast. Did you find any food?”

As she was looking at their surroundings, Clarke almost missed Girl signing what she had said to Panther. That explained the silent treatment, and she felt bad for not noticing earlier that the woman was deaf or hard of hearing.

Panther signed something in response that had Girl chuckle. Upon Clarke’s interrogative look, she translated. “Do you know how to cook?”

“Well…” No, she didn’t. Cliché as it was, Clarke had never boiled an egg in her life. While she had a fair understanding of how it went in theory, it would be best for everyone if she weren’t left unsupervised in the kitchen.

“Heda’s in the pantry. You should have a look at what’s available there first, and then I’ll help you prepare something.”

With a grateful nod, Clarke moved toward the door Girl had pointed at, trying not to imagine what the two women thought of her. That she was a spoiled brat, most likely, and the notion left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth. If she made it back to the palace in one piece, she would remedy the situation, she promised herself. No twenty-six-year-old, regardless of gender and social status, should be so useless in the kitchen.

As mentioned, she found Green Eyes in the pantry rummaging through the mostly empty shelves and cupboards with a frown.

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The Royal Guard

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Gun violence, Blood and Injury

Status: WIP

Summary: Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

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Chapter 6: Rescue

“There’s a master bedroom on the ground floor,” Lexa informed Tris when she and the rest of the team arrived. “You and Aden should take it.”

Despite Aden’s efforts to keep his back straight and his chin high, the pallor of his cheeks betrayed his tiredness. He dragged his feet in the direction Lexa pointed at, not even protesting when Gustus refused to hand him back his bag and accompanied him.

Clarke claimed the other, smaller bedroom on that floor for herself, leaving the two upstairs for the rest of the team. After a quick dinner and a much longer shower to wash away the stress of the previous days, she collapsed onto the bed and was asleep as soon as her head hit the fluffy pillow. She would have slept until the morning if screams hadn’t woken her in the middle of the night.

Groggy with sleep, she stumbled out of the room and nearly collided with Lexa in the corridor.

“Clarke?” Lexa squeaked before forcing herself to stare at the ceiling. “What are you doing up?”

“I heard screams.”

As if to illustrate her point, another series of cries erupted from the first floor. The blood in Clarke’s veins froze at the sheer terror they contained.

“You should have stayed in your room and let us deal with the situation,” Lexa said before balling her fists as another cry came from the upper floor. “It’s Ryder. He suffers from PTSD. All of us do, to some extent, but his case is the most severe. Being shot at tends to increase the symptoms for a few days.”

“Shouldn’t we do something? Wake him up, perhaps?” Clarke couldn’t stand to remain immobile while Ryder screamed his throat raw, trapped in what sounded like hellish dreams.

Lexa shook her head, with her eyes firmly stuck above Clarke’s hair. “Gustus is already on it. You should stay here.”

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The Royal Guard

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Gun violence, Blood and Injury

Status: WIP

Summary: Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

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Chapter 4: Escape

Lexa’s body reacted on instinct as her adrenaline level surged. Ignoring Clarke’s terrified squeal, she grabbed her gun and stepped between the princess and the door.

The rapidity with which the attack had been carried out came as a surprise, but Lexa’s team hadn’t survived three years behind Sankru lines by relying on their good looks. Not wanting to be trapped between two fronts, they had set a bomb by the back door soon after their arrival, and the seemingly excessive prudence could have just evened the odds and given them a chance.

All while glancing at the door at the top of the stairs every few seconds, Lexa retrieved the key from her pocket and unchained Clarke.

“Come on. We need to move.”

“No, thank you. I would rather stay.”

“We’re sitting ducks here. Move!”

The rational part of Lexa’s brain telling her Clarke had no reason to cooperate lost to her frustration. She caught her under the arm and, with far less kindness than she had shown her until then, hauled her up.

“Get your grubby hands off me!”

“My team needs me and I don’t have time to play babysitter,” Lexa growled, her face half a foot away from Clarke’s. The depth of her dark blue eyes shining with anger distracted her for a second before she remembered herself. “Now, move. Or I’ll throw you over my shoulder and carry you.”

The door above them opened with a bang, and Lexa, not knowing whether to expect a friend or a foe, spun around per reflex.

The experience in the bathroom should have taught her not to take her eyes off Clarke for a minute, and she cursed her carelessness when two hands shoved her to the side.

“Help! I’m down here,” Clarke shouted as she moved forward while Lexa stumbled.

The dark shadow at the top of the stairs took a few steps down, their assault rifle armed in front of them.

“Thank God you’re here. You have to—Wait!” Clarke’s words froze on her tongue as the red dot synonym of death landed over her heart. “What are you—”

Bang

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[talktomeinclexa]

The Royal Guard

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Gun violence, Blood and Injury

Status: WIP

Summary: Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

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Chapter 3: Complications

The servants stepped aside as King Jake strode down the corridors on autopilot, an ashen look on his face. A valet, too focused on moving a precious vase so it stood exactly in the middle of an 18th-century marble dresser, almost bumped into him before jumping as if he had been burned.

“My apologies, Your Majesty,” he stuttered, his tomato-red face angled toward his feet.

But the king’s mind reeled with the news whispered in his ear by one of his advisers a few minutes before. Already ten steps away, he waved dismissively without turning back to acknowledge the apology. Or his fault in the matter.

He stormed inside a well-guarded room on the second floor of the Palace, where part of his Council had assembled.

“What do we know?” he asked, the door still ajar behind him.

If he had had any hope the whole situation was but a mere sick joke, it died at the sight of the faces looking back at him, suffused with gravity.

“My men are going through the scene as we speak,” Charles Pike said. Once the king had taken his place at the head of the table, the Chief of Intelligence continued. “We know Her Royal Highness Princess Clarke was kidnapped half an hour ago while she was leaving Reim’s Art Museum. At least five masked individuals entered the museum, subdued the guards, and opened fire. Two of the princess’s bodyguards were critically injured. Major Byrne also is in surgery, although her wounds are not life-threatening. She reported that the Princess wasn’t hurt during the attack and bravely surrendered so their lives would be spared. The curator, Mr. Wallace, is still in shock but suffered no harm.”

King Jake nodded at the unimpassioned report, his jaw clenching when Pike mentioned his daughter surrendering. Regardless of what the Geneva Convention said, if he caught the people who had dared to go after her, there would be hell to pay.

“Have the kidnappers contacted us? Asked for a ransom of any sort?”

Pike shook his head, his brows furrowed. “Not yet, Your Majesty. We are monitoring all channels for contact, either with us or between them and possible accomplices.”

Nature had blessed the Arkadian monarch. Tall, intelligent, with deep blue eyes, flaxen hair, and a strong jaw worthy of a Hollywood actor, King Jake had spent years in the Army before ascending to the throne. Even at 50 years old, he remained fit and handsome, but the news hit him hard, making him suddenly look every bit his age.

Everyone knew the king and queen adored their daughters. Few royal families were as united and warm, in public and in private. If anything were to happen to Princess Clarke, her parents and younger sister would never be the same again.

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The Royal Guard

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Mild violence

Status: WIP

Summary: Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

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Chapter 1: Kidnapping

The rain fell on the windows with lazy regularity, drawing random patterns on the glass. Her Royal Highness Princess Clarke, the oldest daughter of King Jacob and Queen Abigail, stood behind it, face turned toward the outside to admire the old city’s architecture.

Contrary to the capital, a modern and fast-paced urban center peppered with prestigious hotels and tech companies, Reim offered a quieter, more human-sized environment. Several parks invited families and young couples to relax during the warmer months, and cruises on the canal traversing the city from west to east delighted both locals and tourists. However, the Princess’s favorite attraction remained the Art Museum, an imposing neo-Gothic building hosting the largest collection of paintings and sculptures in Arkadia.

Freeing two hours between her speech at a newly opened hospital in the morning and her visit to the orphanage in the afternoon had required some juggling and careful planning. But the “Nature” exhibit alone — soon set to leave for the Louvre — was well worth the trouble. It was merely unfortunate the rain started while she admired the earthy-toned pieces and that the museum’s parking lot was located outside.

“Would you like to remain here longer, Your Highness? The rain might yet abate.”

Clarke turned toward Major Byrne, the head of her bodyguards, and shook her head. “No. We have already postponed the arrival at the orphanage so that I could enjoy this visit. I will not have the children wait any longer because I did not want to get wet. Let’s go.”

The older woman nodded, knowing she had a better chance of altering the weather with her mind than convincing the princess to reconsider. They would have to stride to cross the 50 meters separating them from the two reinforced cars.

Dante Wallace, the curator and an old friend of the royal family, walked them back toward the entrance, chatting amicably with Clarke as they went. He had been kind enough to give her a tour while the museum was closed to the public for the day, a favor she would not soon forget.

For a man well into his sixties, he retained a light gait and a juvenile enthusiasm that made his pale blue eyes twinkle. It was no wonder the princess — a talented artist and art aficionado herself — appreciated his company.

“Thank you for the invitation today, Mr. Wallace,” Clarke said with a smile as they walked through the 20th century exhibit leading to the staircase. “I had a marvelous time and would have been chagrined to miss this exhibit.”

The man bowed low, his pale skin reddening. “The pleasure was all mine, Your Highness. It isn’t every day that I have the chance to discuss those masterpieces in such enjoyable company. I hope you will visit us again soon.”

“Me too, Mr. Wallace. Me too.”

As a member of the royal family and heiress to the throne of a small European country, the young woman’s schedule left little room for personal interests and downtime. Inaugurations, visits to hospitals and other charitable works, local and international trips… Since her 21st birthday, her parents had taken to delegate more obligations to her — officially so she could prepare for the day she would rule. Five years later, she wondered if they didn’t also appreciate the extra help. There was only so much two — or even three — people could do. Clarke looked forward to the day her sister Madison would take on some responsibilities too, which would hopefully free some of her afternoons for museum visits and painting.

Despite her resolve to resume her official program of the day, Clarke couldn’t help but stop before one last painting. A 48″ X 70″ portrait of her paternal grandparents on their wedding day immortalized 60 years before. The artist had managed to capture Queen Rose’s kind and shy nature, the white of her dress making her blond hair look golden. Sitting, she stared at her new husband with the devotion befitting a wife. King Conrad, on the other hand, looked stern in his royal uniform, standing ramrod straight, a sword at his side.

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The Royal Guard

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Gun violence, Mild Torture (not in this chapter)

Status: WIP

Summary: Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom's cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

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Chapter 2: Mercenaries

Tris stepped on the gas pedal and the engine roared to life, bringing them one step closer to completing their mission. Lexa pricked up her ears for the sound of a siren, screeching tires, anything signaling a danger. But the alley remained quiet.

Disabling the back cameras and gaining control of the security room had been child’s play for the mercenaries. The two guards didn’t have time to react before they were knocked unconscious and bound hand and foot. Not being able to take out all the bodyguards at once without endangering the target was less than ideal, but a planned-for situation. As expected, their resistance soon turned futile, and Lexa’s team won without a scratch.

The one thing they hadn’t anticipated was the princess’s reaction. To prepare for the mission, the team had studied her, read reports, and watched Princess Clarke grow from a camera-shy teenager to a confident, well-spoken young woman. The news outlets often praised her social commitments, even those less favorable to the monarchy. Still, Lexa believed most of it was publicity stunts and an excellent PR team. To see the princess surrender to protect her bodyguards was unexpected. A word soldiers loathed.

Lexa stared at the young woman sitting prostrate between her and Gustus. Despite the thick bag covering her nose and mouth, Lexa could hear her breathing in loud, quick pants hinting at her growing panic. A feeling she knew too well.

On cold, empty nights, Lexa still occasionally jolted awake with her heart racing in her chest. She saw herself powerless, bound and gagged in a dirty cave. The rough voices of the Sangeda soldiers who had captured her after a mission went awry echoed in the back of her mind.

Lexa had kept her mouth shut when they interrogated her. Dishonor aside, revealing what she knew would have been a death sentence. As long as she was useful, she stayed alive. It took Anya and the others three days to find the compound and free her. She exited on her own two feet, her broken fingers, cracked ribs, pulled molars, and swollen eyelids soon forgotten. But not the nightmares. Those remained, like an itch bothering her every time she thought the wound had closed.

Grounding yourself helped to maintain control over your emotions — a lesson Lexa had often needed since her days as a cadet. Ignoring the surprise in Ryder’s eyes, she leaned to the side. Her shoulder pressed against the princess, offering her an anchor against the dark. As she had expected — hoped — Clarke jerked in surprise before pushing back, and her breathing evened.

She can’t have a panic attack. It would make things more difficult for us, Lexa signed to her companions.

Ryder, Gustus, and Aden nodded as one man. A passive prisoner was a good thing. A scared one backed into a corner? Unpredictable. Another word soldiers hated. Only Anya made a dismissive wave of the hand. As long as the princess didn’t scream, she couldn’t care less.

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: The 100 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Anya/Raven Reyes (The 100), Octavia Blake/Lincoln Characters: Raven Reyes (The 100), Anya (The 100), Bellamy Blake, Costia (The 100) Additional Tags: Basketball Player Lexa (The 100), Artist Clarke Griffin, Clexaweek 2023, day 2- secret relationship

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Remember you can post or send me fic recs for clexaweek too!

What are some of your favorite secret relationship clexa fics? :)

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Here are the themes that won for the upcoming Clexaweek23! If you would like to participate, just create something (write a fic, draw some art, make a moodboard, a video edit, you name it!) that somehow involves that particular theme. Whether you create or not, please participate by supporting each other! :) Reblog posts instead of just liking, and leave nice comments on content! 

Day 1: Monday, February 27th - Childhood Friends

Clarke and Lexa were friends as children! Example: maybe Clarke and Lexa have been glued at the hip since they were five years old. They went to school together, then college, and now they have an apartment together. They don’t really understand why everyone assumes they’re dating; or why they seem to get so jealous when the other person IS dating. Maybe Clexa were best friends in elementary school, until Lexa moved away. Now they’re in their thirties, Clarke is a divorced single mother, and she’s shocked when she realized that her kid’s teacher is none other than her childhood best friend. Maybe Lexa had a very difficult childhood and Clarke was the first friend she ever made, until Lexa was forced to move away; years later, they meet again in a support group, both having lost their partners. Maybe they were best friends until a falling out in middle school; awkward moment when they realize they’re roommates!

Day 2: Tuesday, February 28th - Secret Relationship

Lexa and Clarke in a secret relationship with each other. Examples: Are Clexa rivals in public but besotted behind closed doors? Is Clarke secretly dating her best friend’s sister which is totally off-limits? Is Lexa hiding the fact that she’s been dating her ex’s ex? Is Clarke secretly dating her best friend’s worst enemy? 

Day 3: Wednesday, March 1st - Fake Dating

The opposite of day 2! Clarke and Lexa are pretending to date. Examples: Maybe Lexa desperately needs a date to bring home for the holidays to get her mom off her back, so who better to ask than the cute girl she keeps running into at her favorite coffee shop? Maybe Clarke needs some temporary arm-candy to make an ex jealous! Maybe Clarke is trying to impress a boss who seems to only want to hang outside of work with a couples’ date, so she convinces Lexa to pretend to be her girlfriend and come out to dinner with her unbearable boss because she REALLY needs that promotion! 

Day 4: Thursday, March 2nd - Accidents Happen!

I put together Accidental Kiss and Accidental marriage/relationship since they’re so close together. Bottom line is Clexa accidentally do SOMETHING. Maybe they’re rivals on the same sports team and are so swept up in the euphoria of their win that they kiss right there on the field! Or maybe they’re strangers who wake up in Vegas and are horrified to realize they’re married. Maybe Lexa’s wife left her at the alter because she claims Lexa will never love her as much as she loves someone else. A devastated Lexa has no idea what she means, but she already paid for the honeymoon so why not take her best friend Clarke with her? Except oops, in the morning they wake up hungover and naked and the ring Lexa had bought Costia is on Clarke’s finger. Maybe Clexa are just fuck buddies, friends with benefits - except one day they realize oops, it’s been ten months and I have my own drawer space at your place and my own toothbrush and shit are we dating, are we living together??

Day 5: Friday, March 3rd - Friends or foes?

Both Enemies to Lovers and Friends to Lovers tied, so what does that mean? We do both! You can choose to use one of these, or do both! Examples: Maybe Lexa HATES her neighbor Clarke, who always seems to wake her up in the middle of the night because she apparently can’t paint without listening to music. Maybe Clarke is Lexa’s best friend Clarke HATES her neighbor that always seems to throw rowdy parties, and she lets her know that (and later, makes the horrifying discovery that this woman, Lexa, is not even the actual neighbor; it’s Lexa’s sister, Anya). Maybe Clarke and Lexa are work friends until Lexa’s given a promotion that Clarke deserved, and now she hates her. Maybe they’re allies in a war until Lexa takes a deal and leaves Clarke to dry. Maybe Lexa hates Clarke, who broke her best friend’s heart - except then she realize Clarke is actually super nice and they’re friends now and maaaaybe Lexa looks at her lips too much.

Day 6: Saturday, March 4th - Workplace Romance

Clexa at work! Examples: Are they rival farmers? Are they firefighters who can’t keep their cool around each other? Do they both contribute at the local farmer’s market and their stalls are right next to each other but they’re both too useless to actually make a move? Does Clarke get hired to paint a mural in Lexa’s cafe? Is Clarke an ER doctor and Lexa the cute EMT that picks terrible times to flirt with her? Are they coworkers at some company kept vague bc all we’re focusing on is the opportunities that await us once all the items have been swept off the desk? 

Day 7: Sunday, March 5th - Free Day

For free day, you can do anything you want. You can choose a theme that didn’t win. You can even use it as an Update Your WIP day!

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Here are the guidelines for participating.

I posted this on November 11th; we have exactly 3 months and 17 days until Clexaweek23! :) 

So excited to see all the new creations! Leida!

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