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I was wondering if I could make a request? If you don't mind that is. But could you please do a long reader imagine with Bellamy? I would really like if the plot was set around the middle of season 1 where there was that virus that made everyone bleed. And Where Bellamy says something really hurtful to the reader but then she gets the virus and starts to bleed a lot and he thinks she's going to die and they make up? Obviously you can change up the plot to whatever you like. Thank you so much!

Ok, this isn’t the oldest one I have(my bad) but it seems fun so I’m doing it. I’m a hoe for some pain/angst. It’ll probably be out soon 

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Send in requests!!

I have a shit ton of requests to get through, but I am a master procrastinator! So send in  some requests! I know my blog name is the 100 but I’ll take any other fandom too! I might go resurrect som e of my other wtiring blogs (which I can link but i feel like no one needs them) that’ll have other fandoms, but this one has the most followers and thus is the most likely to respond. I’m down to write for anything (that I’ve seen) and ive done nothing all day so ill have lots of energy! Lit, I’m gonna go write some shit

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Watches in the Snow

Requests: Can you do a one shot were the reader has REALLY CURLY hair and bellamy always plays with it and loves it. LOTS OF FLUFFF PLEASE

A one shot of reader always having really cold hands and bellamy always tries to get them warm. Fluff please. AND I LOVE YOUR WRITING KEEP IT UP.

A/N: I’m gonna combine these because they seem like they can be and I am a lazy asshole. I’m finally back from the dead, and it’s def a horrific start. I switched tenses and I was gonna switch to all past but I am incredibly laxy and I couldn’t make myself go through the whole thing. Send in requests from the 100 or any other fandom, IDC. That’d be cool. Sorry in advance if you’re reading this lol it’s shit.

Word Count: 676

Warnings: bad grammar, terrible writing, etc. I don’t think there’s anything bad in this? If I’m wrong plz lmk and I’ll add it! Thanks

     The snow fell gently around you, transforming the view from one of a danger to almost homey. The white blanketed everything, hiding all the pain and bloodshed of the past.  You tried to quash the wonder that grew inside of you as you watch it fall, tried to remind yourself that you’re the one thing keeper grounders away from your friends, away from your boyfriend, Bellamy Blake. Soon, the magic wore off and you didn’t need to remind yourself anymore. You suppressed a shiver as the cold grew, knowing that if you showed any sign of discomfort you’ll be pulled off watch. 

     You try to focus on something other than the cold seeping into your bones, the crackle of your frozen hair each time it brushes your shoulders. Still, you can’t fight off the tremors when they overtake you.

     “Y/N?” Bellamy barks, “You’ve been on watch long enough, I’ll have Monroe relieve you.” 

     You cursed to yourself, “I’m fine, Bell.” 

     “Come on. Y/N, it’s freezing out here.”

     “I hadn’t noticed, I’m not cold.” There was no way you were letting him win. You heard him give a huff of exasperation, then the soft thrum of his footsteps came closer to you. You felt a warm breath in your ear as her softly held you from behind. 

     “Try saying that without your teeth chattering, now come on, I have a way to keep you warm.” You blushed, but you couldn’t argue with that. Reluctantly, you took his hand, letting him lead you back to your tent. 

      “Well,” you started once you entered the tent, “how is this any warmer than out there?”

     Bellamy let out a soft laugh, “at least give me a chance”. He walked around you, carrying logs to the fire pit in the center. You followed, kneeling down to help him start it.The two of you fell into a familiar routine, piling the logs uniformly into the hole. Once the fire was set, you grabbed the flint to start it. You groaned in frustration when it wouldn’t start, your hands too stiff to properly spark it. With a sympathetic smile, Bellamy pulled the flint from your hands, lighting the fire up in seconds.

     With a sigh, you fell back onto the bed. You felt it shake slightly as Bellamy fell next to you. He reached out, holding your hands in his. He rubbed them slowly, trying to bring back some warmth into them. This action was as famliiar to you as the fall of the snow, it was his way to show he cared about you, to show that he saw your discomfort. Your hands were always cold, and it was only exacerbated by the cold. He always made a point to warm them up, to ease your pain in any way he could. You rolled over onto his chest, a lazy smile pulling at your face.

     “Maybe you pulling me off detail wasn’t the worst thing you could do”

     “Oh really, that’s all I get in thanks?” A smirk spread across his features as he released your hands. He made quick use of them, burying them in your head of curls. He idly tugged on a loose curl, watching as it straightened and bounced back into it’s tight coil. You moved one of your newly freed hands to his jawline, stroking the stubble there, and the other to the back of his neck, buried in his hair.

     “I don’t know that you deserve any more thanks,” you replied with a wink, pulling him closer to you, “it wasn’t exactly a selfless act”.

    “Excuse me? I was obviously very worried about the temperature out there.”

     “Mmmhmm” you replied, smiling down at him, “no other reason at all, huh?”

     “Okay, you caught me, maybe I wanted to spend a little time with you.”

     “That’s what I thought,” you admitted, happy to be right. “Well, since we’re here now anyway...” You pulled his face closer to yours, lips meeting as you tugged at his hair. Maybe being pulled off watch wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

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I have risen

What’s up! I have risen from the dead, probably like two years later. I’ve been rewatching the 100 (I’m on season 4 rn) and I finally have the inspiration to write again! I probably have 0 active followers rn, but if you’re out there, expect a few imagines tonight! Aight, im out

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Reblog if you are a fanfiction author and would like your readers to put one of your fic titles in your ask + questions about it

1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?

2: What scene did you first put down?

3: What's your favorite line of narration?

4: What's your favorite line of dialogue?

5: What part was hardest to write?

6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?

7: Where did the title come from?

8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?

9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

10: Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?

11: What do you like best about this fic?

12: What do you like least about this fic?

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn't listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?

15: What did you learn from writing this fic?

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the100imagine-s

Guys hit up the100imagine-s, they’re a new the 100 blog that is open for requests!

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Later Taters

Aight my vision is blurring because I’m super tired and have been writing for a while, I’m out. You’re all the best if you even read this, I hope you liked what I wrote today, despite the fact thta it’s shit. Gabby out

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Ships

Would it make more sense for me to start from my lstest ships and go backwards to the ones i got a few months ago, or do you want me to move forward? Also should I skip the anonymous ones from like a year ago and do them after I do the ones with accounts, because those people will get notified that I did it? Let me know what you guys want, because I hate decisions. Hit me up?

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I heard you're shipping people :o. So hey there, I am 5'9-5'11 and chubby af. I have shoulder length light brown hair and blue eyes. I tend to be the 'mom' of my friend groups. I can be a bit of a tech nerd and I love hardcore music. You can ship me with a male or female I don't mind :)

I ship you with.. *dun dun dun*

CLARKE!

    She’d find it adorable when you tried to mom her, she wouldn’t feel that she needed it, but of course she would. She’d love the feeling that someone cared enough about her to worry about her and try to take care of her, despite the fact that she’d occasionally get exasperated with it. She’d always try to immerse herself in your hobbies, even attempting to learn tech stuff at one point (it would not go well). She would support you in everything you tried, and love you unconditionally.

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Can I have a ship please? I have a picture on my page. I'm 5ft6, I am very sarcastic. I'm kinda shy when I first meet someone, but after I get to know you, I'm really outgoing. I love the outdoors, art, photography, fx makeup and animals! (I have green/yellow eyes, ash blonde hair with blonde ombré) thanks☺️

I ship you with...

JASPER!

     He’d love your outgoing personality, it would match his own loud, chaotic one. He’d find your initial shyness intriguing, as though you were a puzzle for him to solve, and he’d only love you more once he met the real you. He’d love your sarcasm so much, you could banter together for hours without stopping. He’d take you on long walk in the woods instead of hunting, and while you’d admire the animals and nature he’d admire you, smiling at the joy in your face.

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Can I have a male 100 ship I'm 5'6 I like to talk to people and make friends I don't really care what people think of me but I am very protective of other people I have red hair and blue eyes

I ship you with...

MURPHY!

He’d love your outgoing nature, and especially love the fact that the opinions of other people don’t bother you, because people were usually afraid of scorn to be kind to him in the camp. He’d love your protectiveness, but ultimately would never accept your help, because he’d believe it was his duty to take care of you,

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Heya petal, can I have a male ship please? I'm short with red hair blue eyes and lots of freckles, I can get very protective when it come to my friends but don't really care what anyone thinks or says about me, I can get a bit excited some times but I'm quite most the time and I I also have a bit of a temper. A lot of people call me "mom" because I always make sure everyone is comfortable and has eaten before myself

I ship you with... 

LINCOLN!

     He’d be able to calm you down when you got angry, always there to ground you (haha pun intended. Get it? Because he’s a grounder? ...ok, ill leave). He’d be equally as protective as you, and he’d probably act annoyed when you mothered him, because he’d think he should be taking care of you, but he would secretly love being looked after and cared for. He’d understand your quiet nature, and wouldn’t do anything to make you uncomfortable, but he would always push you to be your best, just like you would push him. 

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Hello :) Will you please ship me? I'm Maja. My height is 5'58'' I have medium length brown hair, brown eyes and pale skin. I'm friendly, funny, happy and crazy. I can also be sarcastic. I love laughing! My friends say that I'm sweet. I play the piano and i like reading, listening to music, dancing and sleeping :) Thank you!

I ship you with *drumroll*

FINN!

      He’d be the perfect person to pull you out of your comfort zone, to pull you away from your quieter hobbies and back into real life. At the same time. he’d become obsessed with your hobbies, you’d show him how good a book could be, and he’d be really enthusiastic about everything you love. Your sarcasm would catch him by surprise every time, because he always forgot you weren’t just a sweet girl, and he’d love it so much, always ready for more witty banter.

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1000

Also while I’m at it, I’m getting closer to 1000 followers, so do you guys have any idea for what I can do when I reach it? I’m up for anything just message me or reblog this and give me ideas I’m not a creative human

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Ships

Aight so I’m super tired, I don’t think I can do any more imagines tonight, but I’ll try to do the ships in my inbox, (I have a hundred messages so my apologies if I don’t reach you I’m a piece of shit)

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Devil’s Backbone

Request: Hey could I do a imagine where the reader sings "Devils backbone" by The civil war in front of everyone at mount weather because she misses Bellamy and doesn't realize he's there or something

A/N: 2 in one night? I think this is a personal record for me. I’m not sure if this is what you were going for, but I hope it was. Thanks so much for requesting. And also people please like/reblog I’m so close to 1000 and im not above begging for followers

Word Count: 638

Warnings: Some mild religion stuff, I don’t think I swore, but I know myself so watch out

                              Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what have I done?                               I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run

You sang, staring out into the crowd. You, surprisingly, didn’t feel self-conscious, perhaps because you related so deeply to every word you sang.

                                 Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please                                  Don’t take that sinner from me                                  Oh don’t take that sinner from me             

Bellamy was definitely a sinner, you were the first to admit that he’d done terrible, misguided things in the past. But you saw past all that, to the brilliant, kind man beneath the facade of arrogance he held so well.

                                 Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what do I do?                                  I’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you      

You had been warned by many of your fiends when you admitted that you liked him, you had been told that he played with people’s feelings, or that he just wasn’t “boyfriend material”, but for you he had always been the one. He had always been different around you, softer.

                                 He’s raised on the edge of the devil’s backbone                                  Oh I just wanna take him home         

Ever since he had left on his hunt with Clarke, four days ago today, you had been paralyzed by fear. They had said it would take about fie days to get there and back, but you couldn’t help but feel that something might happen without you there to watch his back.

                                Oh Lord, Oh Lord, he’s somewhere between                                 A hangman’s knot, and three mouths to feed    

Some people in the crowd were giving you weird looks, probably annoyed by your song, but you didn’t give a shit. This song wasn’t for them, it was for you and Bellamy. You needed a way to deal with all this nervous energy, and singing your favorite song seemed as good a way as any to go about that. 

                              There wasn’t a wrong or a right he could choose                               He did what he had to do                               Oh he did what he had to do

Many people in the room mistrusted Bellamy, resenting him for his leadership role among them, but they just couldn’t see the real him. The one who could make you smile every when you were in the midst of tears, the boy who always saved you a piece of cake when you could afford to have it after dinner. 

                            Give me the burden, give me the blame                             I’ll shoulder the load, and I’ll swallow the shame 

Your voice grew with the words, all of your emotions finally getting free, you hadn’t had anyone to talk to since he’d left , and it had been driving you slowly insane.

                             Give me the burden, give me the blame                              How many, how many Hail Marys is it gonna take? 

You reminded yourself that he’d be home tomorrow, just one more to day to go until you saw his face again, until this weight would be lifted off your shoulders.

                             Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not                              He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got        

This singing was becoming almost therapeutic for you, you weren’t sure what you would do when the song ended. You didn’t even notice the crowd anymore, becoming lost in the music as you hit the last verse.

                              Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please                               Don’t take that sinner from me                               Oh don’t take that sinner from me        

You trailed off  on the last note, and the group in front of you burst into applause, jerking you out of your daydreams. One more day, you reminded yourself. That’s when you heard someone’s steps behind you, You couldn’t forget the cadence of his walk, no matter how long you’d been apart, and it was with a huge smile that you turned to face him, throwing yourself into Bellamy’s arms.