Finn could pretend all he wanted that he didn't want Clint and Laura, but they knew better and were happy to take advantage. It certainly was a way of getting him away from Clarke, so that the vampires could zero in on Clarke, themselves. Tribute to LightSpearDarkArrow's Dracula fic on Archive.

WolfHowlRunner61's Her Guardians tribute. Clarke's whole life, she's experienced this...watched feeling. She has come to believe that whoever is watching her, mean to protect her...but do they?

"The foreboding words on your arm" side-story. Kamala Khan has finally found her mate. Now, she's hoping that she and her mate, Laura Kinney, can have some bonding time together...involving the first woman that Kamala ever fell in love with, Clarke Griffin. (Unfortunately, there is no option for putting Kamala Khan or Laura Kinney down as characters on this site)

While Clint and Natasha are off getting intel from SHIELD, Clarke and Laura are left at home to play. One of my zombie Clarke Griffin stories.

There was nothing to see here, just your average day-if you were Clarke Griffin, anyway. Just your average day of Clarke being pleased against her will by all the people she lived with.

What was the price of salvation? If you asked different people in this world, you'd get varying answers. But for the Ark people? All they had to give up was a single person. When Clarke Griffin is married off in a deal as a child, years go by, without her aware, till one day, those who intend to have her hand in marriage, come back for her.

"You left me," Clarke growled, "You left me…" "I didn't," Natasha whispered against Clarke, desperately wanting to kiss Clarke, unafraid of the fangs, knowing that Clarke would sheathe those fangs quickly, to protect her mate from any pain, "I never left you. I never really left you. I'd never."

"The foreboding words on your arm" side-story. Clarke's mates are not to touch her when she is working in her club. Her mates agree to this, but they have something planned, as always. If they can't please her one way, they'll please her another way.

Clarke runs from her house, unable to be around the people that are supposed to love her. In the woods, she catches the attention of several very sexual demons that have every intention of having their way with her.

The very, very perverted mice will play. "The foreboding words on your arm" side-story.

Clarke's only source of comfort during a long period of her life, are voices on the phone, soothing her, as she tries to ignore the abuse she goes through from the house she lives in. But things take a...different turn. And Clarke learns not to be so trusting of a pretty voice over the phone.

"The foreboding words on your arm" side-story. And all they would subject to her? All they would give her, tearing the memory of her mother abandoning her to pieces? Would be pleasure. They wanted to give her everything. And they were going to give her everything, even if she screamed for them to stop the whole time.

"We should be angry," Kara said, "We should be so angry with you. Facing three people that powerful like that on you own?" "Well, what are you going to do?" Clarke asked, glaring away from Kara, "Punish me for it?" Then Elektra spoke, a smirk on her face as she said, "Only if you want us to."

"The foreboding words on your arm" side-story. All of Clarke's mates are well aware of how much Kamala hungers for Clarke. And they might as well take advantage, for Clarke's pleasure, right? Warnings inside fic.

"The foreboding words on your arm" side-story. For all their amorality, Clarke's mates had a very strong code of conduct. The strong code of conduct being? That Clarke was always to be pleased. Always.

The foreboding words on your arm side story. Clarke's mates introduce Clarke to a new mommy. Frigga is very pleased to meet Clarke. Warnings inside the fic.

Clarke is very familiar with her mates...forms of showing love to her. She supposes she shouldn't be surprised, therefore, when during a dinner, Clarke's mates and their servants all have one thing in mind: for her to ride each of their faces until she passes out.

Clarke Griffin suffers from memories of all her mother has done, her and her daemon both. But then three people who say that they were sent by witches, to see her come in. And perhaps open her mind to something different.

Natasha and Carol bring home two surprises for Clarke. A couple of pets, a dog and a cat. That's it. Just domestic fluff.

Clarke had been in a relationship with her police officer lovers for years now. Probably why whenever she came by the station, her lovers knew the routine well and are always ready for her...if you know what I mean...

"Office Plaything" side story. Just your average board meeting, you know? Switching a remote controlled vibrator on and enjoying the sight as an employee screams as she is pleasured. You know, just the usual.

Historical fiction story. It's the early 1800s. Clarke Griffin is to be married to a man that she hates. And she knows a way to stop the marriage. But it might just ruin her life. All she has to do, is join a party of what her society considers "sin," and let a few people do what they want with her. And this is where she meets Natasha and Steve...among many others.

Part of my story, "The foreboding words on your arm." Clarke wasn't surprised by any of what was happening. Just the usual taking turns pleasuring her. Too bad her mates didn't ask her permission. But that hardly makes a difference as Clarke is forced to be pleasured over and over again.

Clarke thought that she could get her mates, a pack full of extremely dominant alphas, to leave her, if she cheated on them. Unfortunately, both all of her mates, and the alphas that she is with for the night, to get her mates to leave her, have other ideas...

This was...business as usual, right? Except, Clarke didn't remember "business as usual," consisting of her being the one to be pleasured over and over again, to be praised over and over again. Wasn't that her job? hen again, these many dominant figures in her bed, seem to think otherwise as they pleasure her until she drops.