"TFWOYA" side story: Clarke dances at the club she works in, onstage, dancing bringing lecherous cheers from her audience. Now, without prying eyes on them, a group waiting in the audience, can do what they want with Clarke at the club, instead of looking away while she's letting strangers salivate over her. (Everyone in this fic is aged up-everyone in this fic, are adults.)

Natasha, Wanda and Maria all knew that Clarke could be soothed while she was fully murderous, the way she was right now, with her eyes black and her claws and fangs ready to tear everything to pieces. All that was needed? Was a bit of maternal affection.

A "The foreboding words on your arm" side-story. After Clarke finishes up her dessert, Clarke's mates decide to have their desserts, whether Clarke's willing to give it to them or not.

Natasha could tell that Clarke was still put out by the fading scent of Rick Mason on the bed in her trailer. Every time Clarke smelled the man's scent, she growled.

"The Foreboding words on your arm" side-story: Clarke learns how to be a voyeur-against her will.

Today was one of those special days for Kamala Khan. She would get to be with Clarke, and with her mate, Laura. A "training day," if you will. But it isn't just that. Two of the adult Barton children begin to have their way with Clarke, as well. (I'd put Kamala as one of the characters, but her character hasn't been added to the character list-because, uh...why?)

Another prequel, like "To give her the world." One day, she would understand. One day, she would forgive them. She would look past all the blood and torture they had committed for her. Or perhaps, one day, she might even praise them for it.

What exactly did you call someone who slept with almost the entirety of the company that the person worked in? "The company bicycle," maybe?

The marriage was soon, and Clarke knew this. This was why she was running away. But it would do no good. The people that meant to hurt her, found her. That was, until other creatures found her. Demons. Those that were truly meant to marry Clarke and bed her.

One-shot. Not connected to other stories of mine. Elektra said, her voice bordering on a warning, "You think you can get us to leave you by cheating? Darling, you need to be more inventive. Nothing could make us leave your side." Clarke learns a valuable lesson after she cheats on her lovers. This lesson is going to be given to her through much forced pleasure.

"The foreboding words on your arm" side-story. Clarke finally gets her mates to let her help around the house, somewhat. But for a price. This is how she ended up being overstimulated the whole day.

After a rule is broken, discipline must be applied, and Clarke's mommies, Wanda, Elektra and Melina must step in.

The foreboding words on your arm, side-story. Clarke had a feeling that something was off when her mates brought her to the hotel room. She figured her mates wanted her to themselves tonight. As it turned out, she was wrong.

The foreboding words on your arm side-story: When Clarke's mates catch her trying to take some drugs again, that is when they decide to fall back on keeping her from taking any drugs, by holding her captive. And Clarke has had experience in what all of that entails. (The warnings are in the author's note at the beginning of the story).

Clarke Griffin should have known that this was going to be more than just a game. She unfortunately didn't find out until it was too late what the prize for the winning team of the game would be.

When Clarke contemplates her mates, and how much desire they have made her feel, well, can anyone blame her for being happy to kneel before the dominance of such women? Direct sequel to "Only if you want us to."

Strictly humor, but those that like the taste of bananas? Might just want to steer clear of this fic. A WolfHowlRunner61 Her Guardians fic. Clarke Griffin has strong feelings about what to do with bananas, and many of them involve toilets and flamethrowers and windows. In other words, all things used to dispose of the offending food.

Two of Clarke's lovers, Dinah and Helena ask too many questions, and Clarke leaves, getting angry. But her mates wait for her. They always wait for her. They know she'll come back. Rated M for graphic details about gore.

Clarke whimpered, moving closer, her mouth inches from Natasha's throat as she spoke, her tongue stroking over her fangs again, "Nat, if I start, I don't know if I'll be able to stop." "Then don't stop, moya lyubov'," Natasha cooed, knowing that Clarke would never hurt her, razor-sharp teeth and claws or not.

Clarke Griffin might as well have had a sign on her that said, "Still teething," however, with Natasha Romanoff? Clarke was as docile as possible.

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.