lexa before she kissed clarke // lexa after clarke kissed her
or, lexa realizing that clarke is worth the risk // lexa realizing that maybe she is too
“Do not be afraid, for I am with you.” -God (Isaiah, 43:5) “Don’t be afraid.” “I’ll always be with you.” -Lexa (The Loo, 2x10, 3x07, 3x16)
so basically what i’m saying here is god is a gay lesbean
Reasons this two second clip slays me:
- Lexa has just escaped death
- She also successfully defended her title as Commander
- Won a kickass battle against a prince including some pretty fancy legwork, fake-outs, and sword twirls
- Defeated her greatest enemy, both on a personal and on a political level, by hurling a spear in the air and straight into her heart.
- The crowd is screaming out her name and her little Nightbloods are practically in tears. The noise of the celebration must be deafening
And she stands alone in the arena.
No one comes out to hug her, no friends give her a victory high-five, no advisors clap her back, no mothers clutch her to their chest in desperate relief that she’s alive. No one even checks if she’s injured. And it’s achingly obvious that there isn’t ever anyone like this. Lexa stands alone in everything she does: she’s Commander of the Blood and she’s leader of the coalition. She’s the deadliest warrior and she’s an untouchable goddess.
(Ai laik Heda. Non na throu daun gon ai) (I am Heda. No one fights for me.) But this time, maybe for the first time since she was a tiny child fighting with a wooden sword, she dares a look up at the crowd while getting her breathing back under control instead of keeping her eyes on the ground. Chances a glance over to see if Clarke’s still there, if there might be a smile or a nod or even just a split second of relieved eye contact for her. A grain of social comfort in a world where love is weakness and shows of strength are the only thing keeping her people alive.
And there is - oh, there is. She catches Clarke’s eye and their respiration falls into in unison for a second. And then Lexa squares her shoulders, lifts her chin, and takes the deepest of breaths.
Look at the seat reserved for Clarke, it's empty.. Clarke is not there..
And Lexa looks at Clarke's seat UNTIL THE LAST MOMENT as she goes to get her sword.. (I never realized she was staring in that seat before,, damn)
She will soon be in a death combat but her mind is in Clarke.. her eyes on that empty seat.. the only person there she wants to see is Clarke.. because she wants to see Clarke backing her.. because she wants to see Clarke trusting her.. because she wants to see just Clarke, the woman she loves.. and her eyes on that empty seat until the last moment (I want to hug her badly) (anyway)
And finally Clarke is coming.. she almost breaks crowd and comes out.. as if she felt that Lexa wanted to see her and waited for her, she comes hurriedly to Lexa..
Look how surprised Lexa was.. because she had no hope.. she may die soon but she doesn't care, time stopped for Lexa.. Because at that moment there's nothing between them but love...
Lexa: I'm glad you came.. (now I know you care about me)
Clarke: Me too.... ( I was care about you even while I wanted to kill you)