Now that we’ve mentioned them…
Do Demon!Clarke and Lexa watch Lucifer?
If so, what would Lexa think?
I think Clarke would love the show, and Lexa would despise it, but still watch it with her for complicated and contradictory reasons lol
Clarke is well aware that Lucifer is just a dramedy type thing. She's met the guy. He's not that charming. He's smarmy. Like the personification of the word 'oily' but in essence form. His voice is smooth but sinister in this entrancing sort of way, and while the show makes it seems sexy and alluring, she knows intimately that it's not. It's more like... being alone in your house at night and suddenly hearing a faint strange noise from the other room. It's that battle to tell yourself it's fine, it's nothing... but your hear still drops for a moment. The hairs in your arms stand up. You coil within the tension in your muscles and that unnerving feeling of suddenly being too aware of your own body. Your own heartbeat.
What he offers is seductive, he himself is not.
Lexa on the other hand? Oof. Imagine Clarke peeking over every few minutes just to find that normally relaxed and carefree face looking at the screen in brittle silence. Eyes flicking all over the screen while her fulls lips pinch down into a hard line; as if constantly biting back a snarl. Seeing every flex and tick of Lexa's jaw at certain parts because, "this is fucking absurd."
And it's not that Lexa would do any of that to like purposefully try to ruin the experience for Clarke, it just is what it is. Her heavy sighs bringing a smile to Clarke's face because she knows Lexa's thought something was particularly stupid. Lexa's monumental scoff the first time Lucifer reveals his pearly white wings, followed by a 5 minute diatribe while the show is paused so Lexa can explain in vehement detail how, no, the little fucker does not have his wings. She watched with her own two eyes as they were torn from his body! That he wouldn't seem so hot if they got a look at the true atrocity he prances about with:
a rancid creation of bones and rotted skin stetched and stitched together to create his perverse imitation of still having "wings".
His 'caring for others' is a laugh. His 'ability to love' is deluded. His walking amongst human—the very beings he warred with his creator over!—a fairytale.
So it would be... complicated. But still happen. Ya know what I mean? Like of course they'd watch it. But there'd be a lot of guffawing at things.
It really doesn't help that nearly every episode would conclude with Lexa grumbling out, "The real one isn't even remotely that charming. Or handsome."
To which Clarke, just being real, has to contend, "Well... supposedly he was the most beautiful—"
"Well in my opinion, he wasn't."
"Yeah but I can't really trust your opinion on this one. You're a lesbian, babe."
"What does that have to do with—Clarke, he's my brother."
"That doesn't really... help your... argument... either..."
The tv would get resoundingly shut off after that 😬











