#clarke x roan

[lvcygraybaird]

THE 100 ⇢ 4x05 | THE TINDER BOX

[foreingersgod]

what if like you did a CC x reader fic with Good luck, babe! And like reader is like Caitlins gay awakening and stuff…

Good Luck, Babe! . CC

pairing: caitlin clark x reader

synopsis: Good luck, babe! by Chappell roan

A/N: i’m aware that in a good chunk of my cc fics that it starts with reader and cait “just hooking up” or something like that, so i swear this will be the last time i do that 😭😭

It's fine, it's cool

You can say that we are nothing, but you know the truth

the sun peaked through your linen curtains, making your eyes flutter open. you glanced over at your phone, 8:30, and over to the left side of your bed where she laid. she was sleeping peacefully, sheets pulled up to her collarbone, hair spewed in different directions against one of your pillows. she looked so beautiful like this. having her naked, in your bed, was truly a blessed sight to see so you cherished it whenever you could.

as she snored softly, still deep in a dream, you turned over on your side to look at her properly. you let your fingers run across the prominence of her collarbone, toying with the hem of your sheets that hid the rest of her gorgeous body. you watched as her lips parted with each breathe, how her nose twitched, and how her faint freckles danced across her cheeks. she was a sight for sore eyes.

not much later, her eyes fluttered just like yours had moments ago, yawning as she stretched for the first time this morning. she looked over, noticing you had been staring for who knows how long.

“take a picture, it’ll last longer” she laughed, leaning over and kissing your forehead before shuffling out of bed and starting to get dressed.

“no picture could beat the real thing” you grinned back. she looked over, smiling back at you, grabbing her keys.

“hey i gotta go, connor’s got this weird brunch thing that he needs me for, but um” she made her way to the door “i’ll text you”

“wait!” you stopped her before she could leave. she let you of the handle to your bedroom and turned to face you, giving you full attention. suddenly you felt vulnerable, still naked and barely covered by your sheets, laid right in front of her “would you want to grab dinner sometime this week? i know we meet up on fridays, but…i don’t know i thought it’d be nice to see you sooner”

“um…yea…you know i’ll have to text you or something” she shuffled around, avoiding eye contact. “it’s just that me and connor…he’s still my boyfriend…”

you fought the urge to roll your eyes “yea, yea i know”

“well i can’t just go out with you all the time like we’re girlfriends. me and connor are still together”

“even if you’re in my bed every weekend?” you scoffed “whatever, caitlin, i get it”

she just stared at you, not wanting to pick a fight. instead she opted for a sigh and left your apartment, leaving you alone and wanting.

you wished she didn’t have to pretend. you wished the two of you ended up differently.

And guess I'm the fool

With her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof

you shouldn’t have let yourself get this attached to someone you knew you’d never be able to have. you intentionally put yourself in situations with caitlin, hoping that, in some magical fantasy in your head, she’d fall for you. but you knew her. you knew about connor and you knew that being ‘gay’ was no where near something she was willing to accept, wether you were in the picture or not.

you found yourself constantly thinking back on all the times you’d realized that you were in love other her.

when she fell asleep on your shoulder during a movie night with your mutual friends.

when you and caitlin decided to road trip to tennessee to visit a close friend who was graduating. you let her have the aux and watched as she hung out the window. sunset illuminating her face, wind rushing through her long hair, singing the lyrics completely wrong but she didn’t care. she was the sun itself, in your eyes.

when she came to your crying for the first time, sobbing about something connor had done. how she so angry at him and needed a friend to spend the night with.

when she came over a second time, completely distraught again. something about how she didn’t feel right, that her head was messing with her. she was having thoughts. thoughts about you, about women, and that she was having a crisis about her sexuality.

when she came over a third and fourth and however many amount of times, when she opened up about those thoughts with you. asking you if you would help her. asked if you would take her to bed, to relive some of her thoughts. make her feel good, worship her like connor could never do.

but your crush never went past that. taking her to bed and waking up with her already gone most mornings, shooting you a ‘thank you’ text and saying she’d see you next friday.

I don't wanna call it off

But you don't wanna call it love

You only wanna be the one that I call baby

“caitlin, can i talk to you for a second” you asked, moving her hands away from the waistband of your shorts.

“yea, baby” she said, calling you that like she didn’t know it destroyed you on the inside to hear it “what’s up?”

you bit your lip, nervous to pester her with this again, but you don’t think you can handle it much longer. this secret sleeping around situation was taking a toll on you and you don’t want to be waiting around for someone that will never come.

“i love the time i get with you so so much” you began “but i don’t think i can keep doing this”

“i’m sorry, what?”

“i just don’t feel like being something you keep on the side. or like being a secret for that matter. i’ve had feelings for you for a very long time and it’s very clear that you don’t feel the same, so i think we need to call this off if that’s the case.”

“oh my- are you serious?” she furrowed her eyebrows, voice raising “i don’t get the privilege to just come out and tell everyone i like girls, YN. and regardless, like i’ve told you countless times, me and connor are still together”

“but why, caitlin?” you matched her tone “do you even love the guy? cause last time i checked, you don’t even spend time with him anymore. why? cause you’re always here with me playing fucking house! i don’t care if you don’t want to come publicly out, but…but i don’t think it’s fair that you treat me as some play thing for when you want to play pretend!”

she tugged at her hair in annoyance “jesus fucking christ, YN. whatever this is between me and you…it’s not love, alright? i thought you wanted this?! you’ve been more than willing to fuck me every time. so i’m not really understanding why you’re so upset!”

you felt sick, like you were genuinely going to puke. she was a mess and you’re not going to be her experiment for when she’s having trouble with her sexuality.

“just fucking leave, clark” you shook your head “i’m not doing this with you anymore. come back when you’re ready to figure yourself out.”

You can kiss a hundred boys in bars

Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling

after that night, caitlin was a disaster. she was choosing to ignore what you said; about being in love, about connor, about everything. just because you fucked on the side didn’t mean she was gay…right?

she hadn’t been herself at all. she was screwing up at practices, forgetting about events and team dinners she needed to attend. she was starting to fall behind in classes, every part of her life was crumbling.

even when she laid in bed, inched over to the very edge of the mattress, connor snoring obnoxiously loud from the other end, she couldn’t stop thinking about the last time she saw you. things were never right with connor, she had always known that subconsciously, but it was becoming very clear how loveless this relationship truly was. but she brushed it off, tricking her mind into thinking that this was how things were meant to be.

she had been with men all her life, taught that this was what girls were supposed to do. so to imagine a life in which she ended up with you was just some silly dream that was meant to stay only as an unattainable desire.

for the nights that she couldn’t sleep, she would spend in the gym practicing, trying to shake off the truth that gnawed at the back of her head endlessly. this was good, she thought, basketball always made her feel better. it was her safe place. here she could leave her worries at the door and find comfort in the game, not even thinking about you.

but no matter how many shots she took, how many baskets she made, no matter how many drills she ran to make herself forget, she found herself coming back to the thought of you.

You can say it's just the way you are

Make a new excuse, another stupid reason

after about a month without you, caitlin had started to realize how much she was fucking up.

“caitlin, are you good?” kate had approached her after practice one day “you’ve been way off. and no offense, but your shots have been awful. what’s going on?”

“nothing” she plastered a fake grin on her face “nothing really, just been having a rough patch with connor, but we’re chill. just gotta lock in” she tried to joke.

kate laughed along, but she knew caitlin too well. there was definitely something up with her. but again, knowing caitlin, she needed to let her deal with it on her own.

caitlin had numerous people approach her about this. about her behavior and how she seemed to be struggling recently. but she brushed it off every single time, probably giving a dozen different excuses as to why she was acting in such a manner. she hoped that she would eventually believe them herself.

Good luck, babe!

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling

you truly hoped that she was doing ok. you hadn’t heard from her in quite some time, not bothering to reach out to her in fear that you’d poke the bear and make it worse. all you wanted was for her to realize what she truly felt. wether it be in love with you or that she had never loved connor at all the begin with, it didn’t matter, you just wanted her to finally see how beautiful life was when someone found their true self.

you had been in her position before: unforgiving parents, no one to trust, you’d even had the remorseless religion to add on to all of the reasons why you felt like you couldn’t be yourself. and you knew what i took to get to where you are now.

caitlin believed that most things could be fixed by either ignoring it, or fixing it right away and never looking back. but this wouldn’t be the case now, you already knew, she would have to come to terms with it eventually.

And when you wake up next to him in the middle of the night

With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife

caitlin shot up out of bed, gasping for air, clawing at the sheets that seemed to be glued to her skin. another nightmare, she’d been having those recently. she looked over, squinting her eyes in the dark, making sure connor was still asleep. letting a sigh of relief go when she realized he was out cold.

her hands found their way to her hair, hands scratching at her scalp, elbows balanced on her knees. she was losing her god damn mind. she couldn’t stand him, she no longer held love for connor (not there was any in the beginning). with each passing day that she had spent with him, she found that her heart beat more and more for you each time.

And when you think about me, all of those years ago

You're standing face to face with "I told you so"

the idea of loving you was tormenting her every single day for the last few months. you were the reason she woke up every morning, the reason she worked so hard to win each game, and the reason she woke up the next morning and dumped connor. she was finally able to see clearly now, finally able to understand that she was madly fucking in love with you.

she realized that no matter how many times she fought the feeling or no matter how many times she tried to convince herself otherwise, that you were the one thing she breathed and lived for.

You know I hate to say it, I told you so

she didn’t even know what she was doing or what she was going to say, but she found herself making her way out of her apartment and into her car. she had to see you and tell you how wrong she was this whole time. that she was so in love with you that her body shook with it.

her heart pounded as she turned onto your street, immediately singling out your building and noticing your apartment lights were still on. her whole body must’ve been shaking with the way that she could barely put the car in park and unbuckle her seat belt. but she managed to make it up every flight of stairs and to your door where the shiny gold ‘103’ sat, practically antagonizing her.

her mind was on autopilot, not even realizing she had already knocked three times until she heard your footsteps approach the door. and suddenly there you were in all your glory, as beautiful as ever.

you were dressed in your comfy clothes, fuzzy cow slippers on your feet, hair messed up, and your necklace backwards. but she thought you were the most gorgeous woman she had ever seen.

“caitlin?” you rubbed your eyes in astonishment “what-um-what are you doing here?”

“hi” she breathed “i know it’s late, im sorry, really. but i just need to see you”

“caitlin i don’t want to do this again. it’s been months and you show up at more door suddenly at what? 12:40 in the morning? i thought i told you i was done with the whole charade.” you stated firmly, about to shut the door on her, but she wedged her foot between the space of the door before you could close it.

“no, no. it’s not…it’s not like that. i meant that i need to come clean to you”

still skeptical, you let her in, watching as she politely hung up her jacket. you ushered her to the couch, grabbing her a glass of water and preparing yourself for whatever she was about to confess.

“when you ended things with me,” she broke the silence “i thought i’d eventually get over it because i didn’t think what we had was all that serious. i was scared to admit that i didn’t love connor…and most importantly that…that i like girls.”

you looked at her solemnly, you knew how hard this was for her.

“and i guess is till don’t know exactly what i am, but…but what i do know is that i took you for granted and i treated you unfairly. you didn’t deserve any of it and for that i apologize”

“hey it’s…it’s ok now. yea i was upset with how things were going, but i’m proud of you now that you’ve recognized what you’ve done and you’re working on yourself.” you tried to reassure her.

“i really am trying” she stated “because i want to. for you.”

you watched as her eyes twinkled under the glow of your lamp, tears rimming her lash line. you noticed the way her nose twitched like how it did that one morning she woke up in your bed. and how she looked just as flawless as she did when you had met her.

“YN, im in love with you.” she blurted “i know i have no right to come here and say that. especially after i completely disregarded your feelings for me. i don’t expect you to take me back and try and love me again, but i just need to you to know that i have spent every day regretting what i’ve done”

there was another heavy silence again, filling the room instantly, encapsulating that words that rolled off of her tongue. you were honestly at a lost for words. of course you were still in love her, you never stopped, but now things were real. you were watching your deepest dreams unravel to you right in front of your eyes.

“You know…I hate to say it but” you said, watching as caitlin braced herself for what she assumed was rejection “…I told you so” you couldn’t hold back your grin, immediately falling into playful laughter as you scooted closer to her on the couch.

“i’m in love with you too” you finally admitted out loud for the first time in months.

her shoulders finally relaxed, exhaling after holding her breathe waiting for your response. she laughed with you, just glad to here you say those words.

“don’t scare me like that” she said, face inching slowing towards you “i don’t think i would’ve been able to handle the rejection”

“don’t worry, i don’t think i ever could’ve stopped loving you if i tried” you whispered, finally closing the gap between you. you’d kissed her many times before, but this would be the first kiss that actually mattered. “but i really did tell you so” 

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A/N: yayyy!! happy ending!! <3

[lee-em-dee]

The 100 Twilight (2008)

[peggysousfan]

A Twisted Reality Part 2 Anyone?👀

Here's is a new video for A Twisted Reality (Part 2)! The ending to chapter 66 in part 1 is very... Open so to speak and it will leave you all with many, many, questions, so I had to start a part 2. It will not be as long as pt 1 tho! (I think Idk yet bc it's still early on) it I don't plan on it being more than 10 chapters.

And above all Bellarke is Endgame!

(I do NOT own any of the images or sounds in this video)

[drowninglight]

these two definitely hooked up at some point

[clexnation]

[locker42]

Bounty Hunter - I Love You

Warnings: swearing, smut (can be skipped, won’t contain something relevant to the storyline), mentions of injuries, blood, stitches.

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Grounder!reader.

Word count: 2780.

Series Masterlist.

Masterlist.

You opened your eyes to see a metal ceiling above you, the light shining down at you make you squint your eyes. As you slipped back to consciousness, you became more aware of the room you were in. You were laying on one of the beds in medbay, a tube connected to your cubital fossa. Your headache was much better, allowing you to sit up slowly.

“You should be resting.” You heard a voice say from your right. You turned and saw Nyilah approaching you.

“I just woke up.” You said, your voice cracking due to the smoke the invaded your lungs.

“How is your head?” She asked, stepping closer to you and gently touching your head, only now you were aware of the wound right by your hairline. You raised your own hand, touching the stitches that were made.

“It’s good, thank you.” You replied, dropping your hand.

“You’re welcome. There is someone who wants to see you, but I told him that you needed to rest a little before anyone could visit. You hit your head very hard and you need to let it time to heal.” She explained, however after she told you someone wanted to see you your focused left her almost immediately. Bellamy, he was the one who wanted to see you. And, god, you wanted to see him so bad. You wanted to wrap your arms around him and hold him tightly, you wanted to kiss him and just feel him.

Before you could reply to her, your attention was drawn to Clarke who entered the room, heading straight to you.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” She asked you, coming to stand by your bed.

“I’m feeling good, and I guess I should be thanking you for saving my life. I’m pretty sure I would have died if you didn’t help me.” You said, giving her a thankful smile.

“That one wasn’t just me, actually.” She admitted, making you frown in confusion.

“What do you mean?”

“After you passed out Roan came to your side and made sure that you got to medbay. No one was willing to come that close because the Ark was crushing down.”

You couldn’t help but feel surprised at her words. It didn’t make sense why Roan would help you, especially after what he’s done.

“Where is he?” You asked, letting your curiosity win this time.

“He’s in Arkadia.” She informed. “We’re supposed to have a meeting later about leaving for the island.”

“The island?”

“Yes, that’s where Becca’s lab is. My mom and a few more are already there, working on the Nightblood solution.”

“Nightblood? You want to make everyone immune to the radiation?” You asked, the idea not quite settling in your head.

“Exactly. But the Nightblood can only be made in space. There’s a rocket there so we need to bring them the fuel.” Clarke explained to you.

“When are you leaving?” You asked, twisting your body so that your legs were hanging off the edge of the bed.

“Tomorrow morning.”

“Then I’m coming.”

“Wait, that’s not a good idea.” Niylah objected and took a step closer to you, making you turn to her.

“Why? I have all day to rest and then I’ll go. It’s not like I’m going to war.”

She sighed before nodding her head, however her face still showed disapproval.

“Where is Bellamy?” You hesitantly asked Clarke.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go get him.” She said and quickly turned around and left the room.

You fiddled with the tube connected uncomfortably to your forearm, then you noticed the now stitched cut. You took a deep breath before pulling the tube out of your skin, hissing as the action stung. After a minute or so Bellamy came rushing into the room, walking towards you.

“Y/N.” He said before wrapping him arms around you. You returned the hug, relieved to finally be in his arms. “Are you okay? How are you feeling?” He asked as he pulled away, examining your head.

“I’m good, Bell.” You said and grabbed both of his hands. “How are you?”

“I’m okay, clearly not the one you should be worried about.” He said, making you roll your eyes. “How did you even get here? I though Roan left you at Polis.”

“He did, but I escaped. I came straight here to warn someone but before I could the ship exploded.” You paused for a second before you realized. “This was your solution, wasn’t it?”

He looked down before nodding his head. “And now it’s ruined, and so is our chance of survival.”

“Clarke told me about the Nightblood. She told me you were leaving tomorrow to bring them the fuel. There is hope, if Abby can turn us all into Nightbloods than we have a chance to live.” You said and gently cupped his cheeks. He offered you a small smile before drawing away.

“Come on, let’s get you to your room. You can rest there.” He said and helped you off the bed. After saying a last ‘thank you’ to Niylah, you followed him out of the room. He led you through the halls, insisting you lean on him as you walked. As you got to the room you noticed that on the door was a note that said, ‘Bellamy Blake.’

“This is your room?” You asked as he unlocked it with his keys.

“Yep.”

He opened the door, allowing you to step in first. You took a look around noticing some discarded clothes in one corner of the room, the bed was unmade, and there was a book on the bedside table. “Nice room.” You commented.

“Thanks.” He said and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. You took a seat on the bed, keeping your gaze on the wall in front of you.

“I’m sorry.” You said, making him look at you with surprise.

“What do you mean?” He asked, coming to stand in front of you.

“For not coming back.”

He opened his mouth to argue but you cut him off. “I know you’re mad, or at least were mad at me. And it’s okay, I get it, I do.”

“Hey, look at me.” He said softly and cupped your cheek, gently lifting your head to look at him. “You’re right, I was mad at you for not coming back but it wasn’t because of you, I just missed you. Things happened here and I just wished I could have talked to you about them.”

His words didn’t make you feel better, only more guilty as you looked away from him.

“There was just so much to deal with and I- I think I was scared to come back here.” You said quietly, still not looking up. “I mean, after what happened with Pike I didn’t think I would be welcomed here.”

“I understand your worries. But I promise you that no one is going to try and kill you or hurt you. I would never allow that to happen.” You finally looked up and met his eyes, a small smile rising on your face as you took in his features.

“I missed you, you know.” You said, bringing your hand up to run down his chest.

“I missed you, too.” He said and leaned down, locking your lips with his. The kiss started slowly, as if recognizing the other’s lips for the first time. You felt his tongue run over your lips and you opened your mouth, deepening the kiss. You placed your hands on his chest, then moving up to his shoulders and pulling him with you as you laid back. He followed your lead, climbing on top of you without breaking the kiss.

You felt at ease, you felt exited and relieved to be with Bellamy again. You pulled his body closer to yours, hearing his soft groan made shivers run down to your core. You slowly began to push his jacket off with your hands, but he pulled away before you could take it off.

“Y/N, we shouldn’t. You need to rest.” He said, his voice sounding deeper than usual, which only made you want to continue.

“I’m fine, Bellamy. I promise.” You said and pulled him back to you, placing a light kiss on his jaw. “I want you.” You said, then continued trailing kisses down his throat. “I need you.”

His jaw clenched before he slightly drew away to take off his jacket, then he moved back to you, kissing down your neck. Your hand moved to his hair, gripping it tightly as he found your sweet spot, making you moan quietly. You free hand moved to the bottom of his shirt, slipping your hand up and tugging it. He got your hint and took off his shirt. You all but drooled over him, running your hands down his torso, feeling the hard muscles beneath them. You moved your hands up, pulling him down to kiss you. He kissed faster and deeper this time, his hand coming to hike your leg up his hip. You moaned when you felt his hardness press against your core, your hips grinding up uncontrollably. He moved his hips against yours, gifting you the fraction you needed.

You’ve had sex before, but it never felt like that, not so soon. You’ve never wanted someone so bad, needed someone so bad. You sat up and pulled your shirt off, your bra coming in second. His eyes widened as he stared at your naked skin, before he leaned down and pressing his lips against the soft skin of your chest. As he sucked gently on the skin of your breasts you closed your eyes and gripped his hair, the other hand fisting the sheets. He flickered his tongue over your nipple before sucking it into his mouth, drawing a whine from you. He gave the same attention to your other breast before moving his head up to look at you.

“Are you-“ he cleared his throat, “is this your first time?” He asked almost shyly.

You shook your head as your cheeks turned red. “No. Are you?”

“No.”

You stared at each other before you decided to take initiative. You moved your hand down to palm him through his pants, drawing a low groan from him. He dropped his head down to your neck and by the way you felt his hips grinding against your hand, you’d say he was enjoying himself. You wanted to have him, to touch him and to make him feel good, but you wanted to do it slowly - to tease him. You flipped, now laying on top of him. He looked at you, confused, but that expression didn’t last as you leaned down and started kissing his neck down to his collarbone and chest. You pressed your tongue flat over his nipple, feeling his hands coming to rest on your thighs. You grabbed them and moved them up to your ass before continuing your work. As you kissed down his torso you felt his hands shamelessly groping your ass, a smirk coming up to your lips. You licked just above where his pants started, his hips jolting up.

“Fuck..” he muttered, eyes closing. You slowly dragged his waistband down and let your tongue follow.

“Can I?” You asked, tugging further on the waistband.

“Yes, fuck.” He cursed, hands coming to fist the sheets.

You then opened the belt and pulled down his pants and underwear, just enough to take his cock out. Your mouth gaped open as you took him in, thick and tall with a purple tip and a little bit of precum adoring it. You gently licked over the tip, tasting him in your mouth. You opened your mouth for him but he suddenly pulled you back.

“As much as I’m enjoying this.” He said and sat up, pressing a kiss to your lips. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

He flipped you again, returning to his spot on top of you before ridding himself of his pants. His hand reached to your pants undoing the belt but not before receiving a nod of consent from you. He started tugging on your pants, a hiss from him catching your attention. You sat up and saw him suck his finger into his mouth, blood staining it.

“What happened?” You asked and grabbed his hand to assess the damage.

“Your many, many knives happened.” Bellamy explained with a chuckle.

“Oh, shit, I’m so sorry.” You apologized but he quickly shut you up with a kiss.

“It’s okay, but I am going to need help in taking these off.” He said and pointed to your pants. You chuckled before carefully pulling them down and throwing them to the side. He gave your lips a peck before kissing down your body, leaving hickeys behind him all the way to your panties. He spread your legs and placed them over his shoulders, giving him access to your cunt. He placed a gentle kiss on top of your core through your panties, making your breath hitch. He began pulling your underwear off, discarding them behind him, before returning to his latest position.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He whispered as he ran his finger through your folds, making you gasp. Without any warning he licked a stripe of your pussy before moving to your clit, flickering his tongue. You moaned, hips jolting up but he held them down. Your hand moved to his hair — gripping tightly as he began sucking on your clit, his own hand coming up to grip your breast. You felt heavenly, what he was doing to you was heavenly.

He pushed his finger inside of you, your moans getting louder. “Bellamy, fuck, please.” You whined as he added another finger, feeling yourself getting closer. He moved his fingers faster and softly bit on your clit, the action made you go over the edge, gripping his hair even tighter as you yelled out his name loudly. You panted, trying to calm down as he made his was back up to you. His eyes met yours and you couldn’t help the smile the rose on your lips. He returned your smile before leaning down to kiss you. You could taste yourself on his tongue, and the thought itself made you needy all over again.

You opened your legs and felt the tip of his cock tracing between your folds.

“You ready?” He asked, positioning himself at your entrance. You nodded your head with a whine of ‘please’, wrapping your arms around his back. Your nails dug into his skin as he pushed inside you, drawing moans from both of you.

“Can I-“ he groaned, “can I move?”

“Yes, fuck, Bellamy.”

With your permission, he started thrusting in and out of you in a slow and steady pace. As you got used to the feeling of him inside you, you pulled him close to you. “Faster, go faster.”

He obeyed, quickening his pace. Your moans were loud enough for anyone who walked by to hear but you didn’t care, your only focus was on Bellamy. His lip was locked between his teeth as he kept thrusting inside of you, grunts and moans escaping him. You ran your fingernails down his back as you almost screamed, getting closer. Bellamy felt you clench around him and he moved his hand down to draw circles over your clit, pushing you closer to the edge.

“Fuck, Bellamy, shit, I’m so close...” You moaned loudly, throwing your head back in bliss and closing your eyes. “I’m cumming.”

“Look at me.” He demanded as his thrusts were getting sloppier. Your eyes met his and by the dark look on his face only, you came. Your vision became foggy and your breathing was heavy as you. He pulled out of you, jerking himself off and cumming on your stomach with a loud groan of your name.

He dropped on top of you, panting. You wrapped your arms around him and held him close as you came down from your high. “I love you.” You said to him.

“I love you, too. So much.” He said and placed a kiss on your neck before leaning his head on your chat, breath still uneven.

You placed a general kiss on his head and started playing with his curly hair. He hummed in approval, pushing his head up. You chuckled, smiling wide as he lifted his head up to look a you.

“That was amazing, you are amazing.” He said before kissing you. You slipped your tongue in his mouth as you began to move on top on him, his hands coming to study you.

“How about round two, baby?”

[munson-blurbs]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

TO SPREAD SOME HOLIDAY CHEER (AND AN EXCUSE TO ESCAPE YOUR IN-LAWS, OVERBEARING EXTENDED RELATIVES, SIBLINGS, and/or PARENTS)

LETS PLAY A LITTLE GAME

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞, 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

thank you @reidsbtch for tagging me!

𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭...

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎: eddie x bookworm!reader romance novel smut

𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: rockstar!eddie jerkin it to fan!reader

𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: argyle x hippie!reader idiots in love

𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎: hidden in plain sight (escaped convict!eddie x innocent!reader)

𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎: trapped under ice ch. 1 (single dad!eddie x teacher!reader)

𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔: immaculate misconception (rockstar!eddie x religious!reader--based on a conversation with @offensiunculae)

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛: steeb harrington--only by request

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛: edward philbert munson

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛: i never say never because i'm the girly who wrote ted wheeler smut 🙆🏻‍♀️💅🏼

𝚂𝟻 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜?: max has powers and is able to help them defeat vecna without him even knowing

𝚔𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚢/ 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝?: no, i'm a firm believer that netflix couldn't pay joseph quinn enough money to reprise his role as eddie munson

𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚢/𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝?: no, the duffers wouldn't break jonathan byers' heart like that

𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎: three that come to mind are @the-unforgivenn, @eddiemunsonsmum, and @munsonmuses

𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎: @word-wytch writes with such passion and dedication, and i love that we can just hype each other up about our wips

𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖: pretty sure it was the roan series by @luveline!

𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖: @corroded-hellfire and i quietly simped over each other prior to actually talking so i'm counting her

𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎: does this count?

𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛: starting (and finishing) a 20-chapter series, taking on different reader-insert perspectives than my own, not chucking my laptop out of a window when words stopped wording

𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛: 10.1k (trapped under ice ch. 17)

𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎: best friends-to-lovers or enemies-to-lovers

𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏?: fluffy smut please!

f̾u̾c̾k̾ ̾m̾a̾r̾r̾y̾ ̾k̾i̾l̾l̾

𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚘�� 𝚖𝚛. 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎?: fuck mr. clarke, marry ted (he's got some money), kill murray

𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚌𝚎, 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊? (𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗’𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖): fuck karen, marry joyce, kill claudia

𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚛. 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛? fuck hopper, marry wayne, kill dr. brenner

𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚢𝚕𝚎, 𝚓𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, or 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑? fuck jonathan, marry argyle, kill keith

𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚢𝚕𝚎? fuck argyle, marry steve, kill eddie (he's technically already dead canonically sooooo)

𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚗𝚊? fuck vecna, marry a demogorgan, kill the demobat

no pressure tags: @corroded-hellfire @rip-quizilla @vintagehellfire @munsonmuses @pastel-pillows @the-unforgivenn @eddiemunsonsmum @word-wytch @hellfire--cult

[wonderswritings]

The Dark Years

Summary: Five years. The last of the human race in a bunker. Our friends in space. Five years. Who knew that in those five years we’d turn into monsters. 

Warnings: Angst, Character Death, Child Character Death, Blood, Murder, Killing, Sorta Dark Themes

Pairings: Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader, Clarke Griffin x Fem!Twin!reader

Request: FF AU where Octavia killed reader after she killed Raelyn n Maria n reader was grieving/angry so they fought n reader lost the Bellamy's reaction to finding out she was alive and killed by his sister

Fighting For… Masterlist

Send me FF requests! 

Tags are Open!

This one's a long one. I tried to keep the timeline canon with FF but somewhere along the way I messed it up so it's a good thing these are au's 😂 

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･ 

One year after Praimfaya:

Grabbing your head, you slid down the wall to the floor, tears streaming down your face.

“Why won’t you just leave me alone?”

A hand reached for your knee, squeezing.

“Because I love you.”

You sniffled, shaking your head as you looked up.

“But you’re not here.”

Bellamy smiled, slightly tilting his head to the side.

“We promised, remember? Always by each other’s side.”

You shook your head, tears streaming down your face.

“I- bu- but yo-you broke it! You left me. You left me! You left me behind! Yo- you left me.”

He shook his head, tears welling in his eyes.

“I didn’t want to.”

You shook your head, lowering your head back onto your arms.

“YN, sweetheart, please, look at me.”

You sniffled, shaking your head. You tensed when he grabbed your arm, gently pulling at it, causing you to lift your head, looking over at him.

“If I could be here with you, I would. I would do anything, give anything, to be by your side. I never meant to leave you.

You sniffled, shaking your head.

“You hurt me.”

He shook his head, sighing softly.

I never meant to hurt you.”

“I- I’m going crazy. I- you have to stop.”

You shook your head, pushing yourself off the wall so you were standing, walking away from Bellamy.

“You’re not here. You’re in space. You’re so far away. I- I will always love you, Bellamy. But you- you need to stop. I- I can’t keep doing this.”

Bellamy stood up, walking towards you, wrapping his arms around your middle from behind, leaning his head down onto your shoulder.

“I’m still here because of you, sweetheart. Because I love you.”

You sighed, your shoulders slumping as you shook your head.

“Then you should leave because of me.”

You turned your head to the side, sighing when you didn’t see Bellamy, shaking your head as you fell to the floor, tears welling in your eyes.

“I love you too.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･ 

One year and five months after Praimfaya:

“YN, listen to me. You’re a natblida. The clans will follow you.”

You shook your head, scoffing.

“Wonkru, you mean. There are no cans. We are all one clan. Wonkru.”

Gaia shook her head, sighing.

“Come on YN, even you don’t believe that.”

She reached out, placing her hand over yours, slightly squeezing.

“You can lead us, you should lead us. Be our commander.”

You shook your head as you stood, pulling your hand from hers.

“We tried that once, remember? A lifetime ago, and it didn’t work.”

Gaia sighed, shaking her head.

“Because we were facing our doom, and Roan had a way with words. You are a natblida, YN. If you ascend, the people will follow.”

“Octavia is my sister. I’m not going to turn my back on her, not now, not ever.”

“YN, the people are already fighting her.”

“Which is why we have the fights.”

You turned towards Gaia, shaking your head.

“You’re talking about a coupe. I won’t do it. And if I were you, I’d stop talking about it. Octavia is our queen. I will never turn my back on her. It’s time you stop trying to defy her.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･ 

Two years after Praimfaya:

“YN.”

You shook your head, cutting Maria off as she walked further into the room.

“Don’t. I’ve already heard it from Rex. I don’t need to hear it from you either.”

“I wasn’t going to mention it.”

“You were thinking about it.”

“I wasn’t.”

“Sure.”

“But, if I was thinking about it, I’d agree with Rex.” “Maria.” “Don’t Maria me, YN.”

Glancing over at Maria, you shot her a look that fell flat. “You said you weren’t gonna mention it.” “Yeah well, you kept going.”

“I take it back.”

Maria grinned, shaking her head.

“Too late.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･ 

There was a knock, causing you to sigh as you got up, walking towards the door and opening it. You scoffed when you saw who it was, slamming the door shut. You turned, walking back into your room, clenching your jaw when you heard the door opening and closing.

“So help me Gaia-”

“I just want to talk YN”

You shook your head as you sat down on your bed, leaning back against the wall.

“No, you want to try to get me to become the commander. It’s the same conversation with you. All we do is talk in circles, and I’m tired of it. How many times do we have to have this same talk?

Gaia shook her head, slightly grinning.

“Until you agree.”

“Gaia-”

Gaia cut you off, taking a step forward.

“YN please. I promise, when you become the commander, everyone will follow you. They did it before, remember? When she refused to lead, you stepped up. For those two months, we all lived in peace. That was under your rule, not hers. Wanhei is our commander”

You shook your head as you crossed your arms over your chest, glaring at Gaia where she stood.

“No. I can’t. I won’t. There is too much at stake. I have people to take care of, a family.”

“You’re not the only one here with a family, YN. And you wouldn’t be alone in the fight. You have people who would stand with you.”

“Just like she does. Or did you forget that the majority of the guard is with her? And why does it have to be me? Literally anyone can start a rebellion. It doesn’t have to be me.”

“No, it can’t. You are Wanhei. Legendary Wanhei. You hold more power than you could possibly know.”

You tilted your head to the side, looking over at Gaia, slightly glaring at her.

“What would your mother have to say about this, hmm? If she learned that you are here, talking to me about treason. What then? Even she couldn’t stop Octavia from putting you in the pits.”

“She would understand. Even she knows that what Octavia is doing is wrong.”

“Yet she hasn’t stopped her.”

“Because she would be killed.”

You scoffed, shaking your head.

“And I wouldn’t? There is too-”

Gaia lifted her hand, cutting you off.

“Whether you like it or not, you are the only one who can stop this.”

You watched Gaia as she turned, walking towards the door, you called out to her when she opened the door, causing her to stop and turn back towards you.

“I’d appreciate it if you’d stop talking to Rex and the others. I’ve made my decision. And nothing will change it.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･ 

Two years and four months after Praimfaya:

“Tensions are rising. They’re taking sides, drawing the battle lines.”

“Stop them.”

You shook your head, sighing.

“I’m not fighting a war.”

“Whether you like it or not, you are.”

You turned, looking over at Maria.

“Please, Maria, can’t you just listen to what I’m saying? I don’t want to fight her. I don’t want there to be another war. I don’t want to fight. All we’ve done since we landed is fight. And I’m tired of it.”

Maria sighed, walking towards you, reaching out and taking your hand in hers.

“I know you are, and you deserve the chance to be able to live in peace, truly. But I’m sorry. The only way to achieve that peace you want, is to fight. One last fight. One last war.”

You took a deep breath, mulling it over before you looked over at Maria, sighing.

“One last war.”

She nodded, leaning forward and pressing her forehead to yours.

“One last war.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Two years and eight months after Praimfaya:

“Surrender. Surrender and this can all end, today.”

Shaking your head, you winced as Octavia’s sword cut into your chest.

“Never.”

Octavia opened her mouth to say something when there was a yell, both of you turning. Your eyes widened as Octavia moved her sword away from you, swinging it out towards Maria.

“No!” You moved, tackling Octavia and kicking her sword away as you straddled her, grabbing her arms and holding her down.

“Maria?” 

Your chest heaved as you turned, looking over at Maria where she laid.

“Maria!”

She groaned, causing you to panic more as you turned back towards Octavia, her eyes widening as you lifted your hand, punching her in the jaw. You scrambled away from her, falling to your knees next to Maria, your hands hovering over her as you looked her over, muttering.

“What did you do? What did you do?!”

Maria looked up at you, tears welling in her eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

You shook your head as you placed your hands on her stomach, applying pressure.

“Stop. You need to save your strength.”

“I’m sorry I’m doing this.”

You huffed, looking around for something to use to stop the blood as you shook your head.

“Doing what?”

“Dying.”

You tensed, looking down at her, clenching your jaw.

“You are not dying.”

You turned, screaming for help, seeing Octavia moving out the corner of your eye. You kept talking to Maria as the footsteps grew louder, Delania and Rex appearing next to you as Jackson kneeled across from you. 

“What happened?”

One of Jackson’s students appeared next to him, moving your hands out of the way as he pressed gauze onto Maria’s wound.

You leaned back onto your legs, tears welling in your eyes as you shook your head.

“She- she took the hit for me.”

Jackson’s face fell slightly as he nodded, more people arriving. You helped them pick Maria up, placing her on the gurney. You held Maria’s hand, tears clouding your vision as you all rushed to medical.

“YN.”

You looked down at Maria, shaking your head.

“No. I’m not going to li-”

She grabbed your wrist, shaking her head, causing her to wince.

“Please. Take care of Raelyn.”

Jackson looked over at you, shaking his head.

“We have to put her under now, if we want to save her.”

Maria tightened her grip on you, slightly shaking her head as she started to shake.

“Please ai niron. Promise me.” (my love)

“I promise.”

You leaned down, pressing your lips to hers, tasting blood.

“But you’re not dying today.”

She started to seize, blood falling from her mouth as Jackson yelled at you to leave. Tears were streaming down your face as Delani and Rex pulled you out of medical. You shoved them away from you, rushing towards the trash can, heaving. You leaned against the wall, bent over at your knees as you took deep breaths.

“Where is she?”

You shook your head, looking over Delani.

“Where. Is. She.”

“Still in C-block I believe.”

You nodded, standing up and making your way down the hall, Delani and Rex following after you.

“YN, YN wait!”

Rex grabbed your arm, forcing you to turn back towards him, causing you to glare at him.

“If she’s still there, and that’s a big if, Miller and the rest of the guard will also be there. You’d be walking into a death trap.”

“I don’t care.”

“If you go there, she will kill you. And then what? All of this would have been for nothing.”

You pulled your arm from Rex’s grasp, glaring at him.

“I. Don’t. Care.”

Delani stepped forward, placing his hand on Rex’s shoulder, causing Rex to look over at him.

“Let her go.”

“Delani-”

Rex was cut off when Jackson appeared, walking towards the three of you.

“Jackson?”

Jackson looked over at you, slowly shaking his head.

“YN, I- I’m so sorry.”

You took a step back, shaking your head.

“But Maria, she- she lost too much blood. She coded after her seizure, and we couldn’t bring her back.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you walked towards Jackson, stopping in front of him, shaking your head.

“Yo- you have to say it. You have to say it, Jackson.”

Jackson took a deep breath as he reached out, placing his hand on your forearm.

“Maria died. She’s dead.”

A broken scream escaped you as you fell to the floor, tears streaming down your face. Delani knelt next to you, grabbing you and pulling you into his chest as you screamed and sobbed, your screams heard all throughout the bunker. You stayed there for hours, Delani staying next to you while Rex and Antara stood guard at one end of the hall, Fara and Norix standing guard at the other end of the hall.

“Rae- Raelyn.”

“We’ll get her.”

You shook your head, leaning back so you could look at Delani.

“No. It- she needs to hear it from me. It should be me.”

Delani sighed, nodding.

“Alright, but perhaps we can clean up first, yeah?”

You looked down at your clothes, seeing the blood stained on them. Maria’s blood. You nodded, looking over at Delani.

“Raelyn should be with the other kids so the room should be empty.”

Delani nodded, placing his hand under your chin, gently forcing you to look up so you weren’t staring at the blood anymore.

“We’ll send Fara, just to be safe.”

“She can’t tell Raelyn if she’s there.”

“She won’t. I promise. But just to be sure, I’ll let her know not to say anything.”

You nodded, watching Delani as he stood, walking down the hall to Fara, the two talking before Fara left, Delani returning to your side.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

Three years and six months after Praimfaya:

“This is wrong YN.”

You scoffed, shaking your head as you pulled your cloak on, glancing at the spot where he stood.

“You’re not really here Bellamy. You don’t get an opinion in the matter, or a say in it.”

“Except I will be here, in a year, I’ll be here. I’ll have a say then.”

You huffed, turning on your heel, walking to the door.

“That sounds like a then me problem.”

Bellamy fluttered away when you walked through him, slamming your door shut behind you.

I wouldn’t want this YN. You know I wouldn’t.

You shook your head, scoffing as you walked down the hall.

“It doesn’t matter what you want. Not anymore.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Four years after Praimfaya:

“Momma!”

You turned, smiling as Raelyn ran to you, falling to your knees, letting her wrap her arms around your neck as you leaned down.

“Ai strik skaifaya.” (my little star)

You leaned back, pushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear, you hand lingering on her cheek.

“Did you have fun with your ani?” (aunt)

She nodded, her face breaking out into a big smile as you stood, picking her up, holding her on your hip.

“Yes! She showed me the pits and we spared with the sticks!”

You made a face, tilting your head to the side, seeing Delani walking towards you both.

“She showed you the pits?”

Raelyn nodded as Delani shot you a look, causing you to shrug in response as he sat down at the table.

“Yeah! It was a lot of fun!”

You shook your head, looking over at her, grinning.

“Guess what my little skaifaya?”

“What?”

“Delani has a surprise he wants to show you. Just for you.”

She jumped, squirming in your arms as she turned towards Delani, making grabby hands at him. He laughed, getting up and taking Raelyn from you, Raelyn wrapping her arms around his neck. He tickled her sides, causing her to laugh, a smile growing on your face as you watched the two.

“Are you ready to go see your surprise, strik won?” (little one)

Raelyn nodded, laughing as she clapped her hands.

“Yes! Yes! Please!”

Delani laughed, nodding towards you.

“Give your momma a hug and a kiss and we’ll go.”

Raelyn nodded, trying to get out of Delani’s arms, Delani laughing as he put her on the floor, Raelyn running to you. You knelt down, wrapping your arms around Raelyn as she pressed a sloppy kiss to your cheek.

“Love you momma!”

You smiled, kissing her forehead.

“I love you to, little skaifaya. Be good for your uni, okay?” (uncle)

She nodded, jumping up and down.

“I will. Promise!”

You laughed as she ran back towards Delani, Delani picking her up, handing her to one of the guards, promising her it was a part of her surprise when she deflated. Once Raelyn was out of the room, he turned towards you, tilting his head to the side as you stood.

“She showed Raelyn the pits?”

You nodded, clenching your jaw.

"Of course, she did. Blodreina can do no wrong.”

Delani shook his head, shooting you a look.

“What are you going to do?”

You turned towards Delani, shaking your head.

“She may be Blodreina, but Raelyn is my child. And I specifically told her that I didn’t want Raelyn anywhere near the pits. Nor do I want her learning how to fight. She’s still a kid.

“Delani nodded, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I know, but she’s only doing what she’s being. All of us grew up learning how to fight.”

You huffed, throwing your hands up, glaring at Delani.

“She just turned four! She’s still too young to be holding a sword, let alone seeing the pits!”

Delani placed his hand on your arm, shaking his head.

“YN, don’t do anything you’ll regret. Raelyn already lost her mother, she doesn’t- she can’t lose you too.”

You shook your head, walking towards the door.

“She won’t.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

You glared at the guards who were blocking the entrance, stopping you from entering.

“Ban we au gon ai wonwe.” (move out of my way)

They didn’t move, causing you to huff as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“Nau.” (now)

“Teik emon gouthru klir.” (let her pass)

They moved their spears back to their sides, stepping to the side. You huffed, nodding as you walked into the room, glaring at Octavia. She was sitting in her throne, watching you as you walked towards her, fiddling with her knife.

“Are you out of your mind? You took Raelyn to the pits?”

Gaia shared a look with Indra as you stepped closer to Octavia, glaring at her.

“After I told you I didn’t want her anywhere near them?!”

“YN, maybe you should-”

You glanced at Indra, shaking your head.

“No.”

You turned back towards Octavia, glaring at her.

“You showed her the pits and then you sparred with her? Are you insane?!”

“Every child must learn to fight.”

You shook your head, pointing a finger at her as she twirled her knife against the armrest of the throne.

“No! Not every child! They have a choice.”

She lifted her head, tilting her head to the side as she looked you over.

“Except Raelyn. You took that choice from her.”

“She just turned four! I told you, I do not want her to learn how to fight until she makes the choice for herself!”

She shrugged, returning her attention to her knife.

“She asked me.”

You scoffed, shaking your head.

“No, the mighty Blodreina mentioned it. Raelyn has never expressed an interest in fighting.”

You stepped closer to her, yanking the knife from her grasp, causing her to look up at you, glaring at you as you threw her knife to the floor, placing your hands on the armrests of her throne, leaning down towards her.

“Raelyn is not to go near the pits again and you are not to spare with her.”

Octavia scoffed, shaking her head as she clenched her jaw.

“I believe Wanhei has forgotten her place. She is not in charge her. I am.”

She stood up, causing you to take a step back.

“Wanhei ste ded. Teik emon kom emon baggeda. Bokn ai nomon ste dednes. Kep emon der.” (wanhei is tired. take her to her room. being a mother is exhausting. keep her there)

The guards standing beside her nodded, moving towards you and reaching for your arms. You scoffed, pulling your arms back, glaring up at them.

“Nou toch op emon.” (don’t touch me)

You turned, walking towards the door before you stopped, turning back around, matching Octavia’s glare.

“Blodreina is not allowed near my daughter again. When I see my sister instead of Blodreina, then you can see her.”

The guards pushed your forward, causing you to huff as they escorted you to your room.

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You jumped up when the alarms sounded, running to your door and opening it. The guards Octavia had bring you to your room once again blocked your path, causing you to glare up at them.

“Ashon!” (move)

They shook their heads, barely sparing you a glance.

“Kom nau!” (now)

“Osir don hedon.” (we have orders)

“My daughter is out there! Now move, or I will make you.”

They glanced at each other before they stepped to the side, causing you to nod.

“Smart choice.”

You ran down the hall, pushing your way through the people who were running to their rooms.

“Delani! Delani!”

You ran into his room, your eyes widening when you didn’t see him or Raelyn. You turned, running back out of the room.

“Wanhei! Wanhei!”

You turned, watching as Rex ran towards you, his chest heaving.

“They took them!”

You made a face, tilting your head to the side.

“Who took who?”

“Blodreina. Sh- she took Delani and Raelyn.”

Your eyes widened as you turned, running to the pits. Octavia’s guards lined the fencing of the pits and the walls, each of them watching you as you ran to the front. You gasped, coming to a stop as your eyes landed on them. Octavia stood over Raelyn, a bloodied sword in her hands.

“No!”

You ran forward, falling to your knees beside Raelyn, picking her up as tears welled in your eyes.

“Raelyn?”

You pushed her hair back out of her face, your eyes widening when you saw the streak of blood they left behind on her forehead. You looked her over, seeing the growing spot of blood on her front.

“No.”

You shook your head, sniffling.

“No, no. Raelyn, Raelyn sweetie, wake up.”

She didn’t move, causing you to shake your head as you reached up, wiping your tears.

“Ai strik skaifaya, beja.” (my little star, please)

You hesitated as you reached down to her neck, checking her pulse.

“Please little star.”

You leaned down, placing your forehead against hers when you felt no pulse, sobbing.

“Strik skaifaya!” (little star)

You sniffled, taking deep breaths as you leaned back, looking over at Octavia, your eyes landing on her sword that dripped blood.

“You did this.”

You shook your head, gently lowering Raelyn to the floor before you stood, stalking towards Octavia.

“You did this!”

You slammed into her, pushing her to the floor. You punched her, tears streaming down your face.

“You did this! You did this!”

You continued to hit her until someone grabbed you, yanking you off her.

“Let me go! Let me go!”

They tightened their grip on you as they pulled you away from Octavia, someone helping her stand. She looked at you as she wiped the blood from her lip, slightly shaking her head as you tried to pull yourself free.

“Let me go!”

She nodded at the person who was holding you, causing them to let you go. You sniffled, turning back towards Raelyn. You knelt beside her, reaching out and hesitantly closing her eyes before you picked her up, ignoring the way her head rolled to the side, hitting your chest as you walked out of the pits.

“YN, you kno-”

You shook your head, glaring.

“No.”

No one stopped you as you walked out of the pits. Everyone starting to come out of their rooms now that the alarms had stopped, stopping when they saw you. No one stopped you, but you could hear their whispers and murmurs as you passed them.

“YN?”

You looked up, seeing Delani come out of a room, holding his side, his hand bloodied. He went to say something when his eyes widened, looking up at you as tears welled in his eyes, shaking his head. “No.”

You said nothing as you walked past him, hearing him follow behind you.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Five years after Praimfaya:

There were whispers, of the shadow who stalked the bunker. Wonkru refused to call you by your new name, Trikdaun, instead choosing to call you Kriptrikova, the demon shadow. Blodreina called for your head, the elites patrolling the halls, searching for you. It’d been a year since you went into hiding, keeping to the shadows, away from prying eyes. Bellamy and the others were meant to return yesterday, but there was nothing. No sign of any attempts to open the bunker from the outside. No radio calls were made, the same static sound the only thing received. Time was given, the slither of hope that’d been lost years ago had returned, but twenty-four hours later, and that hope was once again squandered. It’d settled in, the reality that this was life now, and there was no chance of ever leaving the bunker. It also brought a sense of dread, because while the visions you’d have of Bellamy had slowed, they were no longer a prominent fixture like they were the first two years. But you’d been seeing again, since the announcement came over the speakers that the bunker was going to be our new reality, you started to see him again. He never said anything, and all it did was confirm what you’d known for some time, Bellamy was dead. It was real now, with them not returning, it solidified that they were dead. And now there was nothing stopping you.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

“Gaia.”

She jumped, her eyes wide as she turned towards you.

“YN?”

You stepped out of the shadows, pulling the hood of your cloak down.

“You told me once that Wanhei is our commander. That the people would follow.”

Gaia took a deep breath, nodding.

“I did.”

“So then do it. Make me the commander.”

Gaia’s eyes widened as she gasped softly, slightly shaking her head.

“YN-”

“No. Wanhei is the commander and the people will follow. Make me the commander Gaia, or I’ll find someone who will.”

Gaia stepped forward, shaking her head. 

“No, no. I’ll do it, but YN, are you sure?”

“I’m here, aren’t I?”

“No, I mean, are you sure that you should do this now? Yo- you’re grieving. I’m not sure-”

“Do you want to spend the rest of our lives under Blodreina’s rule? How many more people have to die before she’s stopped?”

“YN, I just want you to be sure. It’s could be dangerous-”

“That wasn’t a problem before. You weren’t worried about it being dangerous when you would come to my room every week and beg me to do it. Nor were you worried about it when you’d go behind my back and talk to the others. You’re not worried that it’s dangerous. You’re worried that I’ll be like Sheidheda. I promise you, I won’t. Yeah, I’m angry. And yeah, I want her dead. But this isn’t about me. This is about those we’ve lost, and those still living. It’s about who we are. Things need to change. Or we’re all going to die as monsters.”

Gaia took a deep breath as she turned, walking away from you.

“Gaia-���

She moved some things around before she turned, walking back towards you and opening her hand, showing the flame.

“Let’s get started.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Five years and four months after Praimfaya:

“This end’s today!”

Everyone cheered, lifting their weapons.

“Nou Blodreina nowe!” (blodreina no more)

“Nou Blodreina nowe! Nou Blodreina nowe!”

The cheering turned to screams as a flash bomb went off, smoke grenades being thrown not long after.

“Nyxheda! Nyxheda this way!”

Delani grabbed your arm, pulling you away as you covered your face with your other arm. It was hard to see through the smoke, people slamming into you as they tried to get away. Delani pulled you out into the hallway as the alarm sounded, the lights turning red when the first gunshot sounded, causing you to stop, pulling your arm from Delani.

“Nyxheda, no!”

You turned back towards Delani, shaking your head.

“Those are my people! I will not stand by while they’re being slaughtered!”

You turned to run back when Delani grabbed you, holding you down. You managed to wiggle free, reaching back and punching Delani in the face, causing him to let you go. You ran back in, trying to help those you could, get out. When the smoke cleared, you gasped, your eyes widening. Bodies laid on the floor, blood practically covering the entire floor.

“Oh god.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you looked around, slightly shaking your head.

“Nyxheda?”

You turned, seeing Delani and Gaia slowly walk in, looking around, their eyes widening.

“Blodreina did this. She has to pay.”

“YN, the flame can’t be telling you t-”

“It is! They are all screaming for vengeance. Including Lexa. So don’t try to tell me that this is wrong or try and talk me out of it. Because I’m done. One way or the other, this ends, today.”

You turned, walking out, your hand on the hilt of your sword. The voices from the flame were growing louder, overlapping as you walked down the hall. You turned, letting out a scream as you slammed your fist into the wall. You leaned back against the wall, sliding down to the floor, drawing your knees up to your chest, resting your arms on top of your legs, looking your hand over. Your hand was bleeding, the black blood spreading as you tried to wipe it so you could see the damage but all you were really doing was making a bigger mess. The blood spread, covering the top of your hand. You opened and closed your hand, testing the pain when you realized, the flame had stopped talking.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

It was quiet, too quiet. The lights still flashed red, but the alarms had stopped and now everything was quiet. 

“Nyxheda.”

You turned your head, looking up, seeing Delani and Gaia, Rex walking out from behind them. He moved to kneel next to you, nodding towards your hand.

“We should clean that up, yeah?”

You said nothing as you gave Rex your hand, watching as he started to clean the blood away.

“We- there’s twenty-eight dead. A couple are injured, but so far, they don’t look life threatening. Norix, he was- he didn’t make it.”

You clenched your jaw as Rex wrapped your knuckles, Gaia stepping forward, moving to kneel in front of you.

“Blodreina and her guards are waiting, they’re at the border.”

Once Rex was done you clenched and unclenched your hand, nodding as you stood.

“Then it’s time we go to war.”

Rex stood, shooting you a look.

“Wait. Are you hurt anywhere else?”

You clenched your jaw, shaking your head.

“No.”

“YN, you went back where they were openly shooting. Are you sure that you weren’t hit?”

You huffed, nodding.

“I’m sure.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

She was waiting, just like Gaia said. Standing in the middle of her people, waiting. You stopped in front of her, the line separating Wonkru and Dokwokru between you both. She looked you over before she glanced at your people, the group of them standing on either side of you and behind you.

“You’re still alive.”

“Shocker, I know. But you did kill others, good people.”

She clenched her jaw, looking over at those next to you.

“You all have a choice, one I’ve offered you before. Join Wonkru, and live.”

Her people stood taller, yelling as one.

“You are Wonkru or you are the enemy of Wonkru!”

She smirked, nodding slightly.

“You are Wonkru or you are the enemy of Wonkru. You still have a chance to live.”

She looked over at you, slightly shaking her head.

“It doesn’t have to be like this.”

You clenched your jaw, tightening your grip on the hilt of your sword.

“Yes, it did.”

You charged forward, lifting your sword and bringing it down towards her, everyone else starting to fight.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

It was chaos. Everyone was fighting each other, and between the fights were those trying to help the injured. Somehow you’d found your way into the arena, just you and her. Your hand burned while the flame yelled at you to finish it, finish her. She’d lifted her pistol, aiming it at you but you hit her hand, causing her to miss, the gunshot ringing in your ears as you kicked the pistol away from her. You punched her in the face, her head snapping to the side from the force of it while you kicked her legs out, causing her to fall to the floor. You climbed on top of her, placing the tip of your knife at her throat, your grip on the hilt of it tightening as you leaned down towards her, looking down at her.

“The twin.” You smirked slightly as you turned, looking over at Octavia. “The girl under the floor.” She grinned, nodding. “We’re going to get along just fine.”

“You both act like a married couple.” Octavia looked between you both, her eyes slowly widening. “Oh my god, you’re together! This is the best thing ever.”

“Thank you.” Octavia grinned, shrugging. “Well, you are my future sister-in-law.”

“Promise me, you won’t put my name on the list but Bellamy will be on there. Him and Octavia both.” Clarke took a deep breath, nodding as she leaned forward, grabbing your hand. “I promise.”

“She can’t die Clarke, please.” Clarke squeezed your hand, offering you a small smile as Octavia was taken to medical. “She won’t. I promise.”

“It’s my decision YN. I know what the odds are. And if I fall, at least Bellamy’ll have you.” You sighed, nodding as you wrapped your arms around her. Octavia hesitated before she returned the hug, sighing. “Make sure you kick their asses.” “I will.”

“For five years? We’ll make it our bitch.” Octavia snorted a laugh, shaking her head. “Thank you.” “For what?" “For being here.”

“No. She needs to do this herself.” You scoffed, shaking your head as you grabbed your knife. “Wanhei and Oeslaya together.”

“It’s okay, YN. Bellamy would want you to be happy.” “It just, it feels wrong.” Octavia shook her head, kneeling in front of you and grabbing your hand. “YN, you deserve to be happy. So, if she makes you happy, then be with her. It’s okay.”

“Octavia, this is Raelyn. She’s Maria’s daughter.” You glanced over at Maria, seeing her nod, offering you a small smile. “And mine.” Octavia smiled, reaching her hand out towards Raelyn. “Hi sweetheart.” Raelyn made a face at Octavia’s hand, causing you to grin as you bounced her in your arms. “It’s okay, this is your aunt, your ani.” Octavia looked up at you, tears welling in her eyes. “Really?” You nodded, smiling. “Of course Octavia, you’re my sister. You’re family.”

Your grip on your knife loosened as you leaned up, the flame growing louder, the voices of the previous commanders overlapping over each other.

“No.”

You moved the knife away from her neck, shaking your head.

“No. No, this isn’t- I won’t. Too many lives have been lost. I won’t add my sister to the list.”

Octavia leaned up slightly, clenching her jaw.

“But I will.”

She grabbed your hand holding the knife, a sickening crack sounding as she twisted your hand, plunging the knife in your chest. You gasped a choked cough, blood spilling from your mouth. You slowly lowered your head, looking down at the knife. Octavia jerked the knife up as your hand let the knife go, the force of it causing you to fall back, Octavia moving to lean over you.

“Yu gonplei ste odon Nyxheda.” (your fight is over)

You gasped as she plunged the knife deeper, coughing up more blood. With a harsh yank she pulled the knife out, blood pouring from the wound. She stood, dropping the knife as you started to choke on your own blood, walking around the arena. You slowly turned your head, your vision becoming blurry as you watched her pick something up. She turned, walking back towards you, cocking her gun. She stood over you, aiming at your head.

“The war is over.”

You closed your eyes when the gunshot sounded, expecting to feel nothing. But you could still feel the pain in your chest. Peeking your eyes open, you saw Octavia running away as more gunshots sounded. Slowly turning your head, you blearily made out Delani leading the others as Gaia kneeled next to you.

“Nyxheda.”

Coughing, you turned to look at her, shaking your head.

“Ga- Gaia.”

You lifted your hand, noticing the shake as Gaia took it in hers.

“You’re gonna be okay. We did it. Wonkru’s forces are no more. Those still standing surrendered. Blodreina is on the run.”

You smiled, coughing as you nodded.

“We did it.”

She nodded, smiling down at you.

“We did it. You did it.”

“I- I did it.”

“Gaia!”

You watched as she turned, yelling.

“Here!”

“Oh my god.”

You looked over, seeing Jackson kneeling next to you. You grinned, coughing.

“Hey Doc. Do- Don’t think you can get m-me out of this one this time.”

He shook his head, cutting your blood-soaked shirt and peeling it away.

“Don’t underestimate me. I’ve gotten you out of some pretty bad situations before.”

You laughed, gasping as you coughed, Jackson shooting you a look.

“Stop laughing. And stop talking.”

“Aye aye, Doc.”

You turned your head to the side, letting Jackson work, sighing softly.

“Maria.”

Maria smiled, tears welling in your eyes when Raelyn ran out from behind her.

“Strik skaifaya.” (little star)

The tears started to fall as they walked towards you, Maria kneeling next to you, Raelyn sitting beside her.

“You’re here.”

Maria smiled as she nodded, reaching out and cupping your cheek.

“Always, ai niron.” (my love)

Gaia shook her head, slightly tapping her hand against your cheek.

“Keep your eyes open, YN.”

“You- the flame. When I die-”

She shook her head, squeezing your hand.

“You are not dying.”

“When I die, you have to- to take the flame.”

“YN-”

“Pro- promise me.”

Gaia sighed, nodding.

“I promise.”

“YN.”

You gasped, your eyes widening slightly as you smiled.

“Bellamy.”

He smiled as he kneeled next to you, pushing your hair back out of your face.

“I’ve missed you. So much.”

“Not like me.”

He laughed, nodding.

“Fair.”

“Open your eyes YN!”

You gasped, your eyes opening. Jackson leaned over you, pushing your hair back out of your face.

“We almost lost you there for a second. I know you’re stubborn, but at least work with me and not against me.”

You huffed, nodding.

“I’m going to put you under, here. I can’t risk moving you so, we’re going to do the surgery here.”

You nodded, muttering a soft “okay” as Jackson disappeared from your view.

“YN.”

You turned, gasping.

“Lexa.”

Gaia’s eyes widened, looking down at you. Your eyes were closed, a soft smile on your face as you muttered.

“Lexa.”

Gaia held her hand out when Jackson went to put you under, shaking her head.

“No.”

“Gaia if I don’t-”

“It won’t matter. It’s too late.”

Lexa kneeled next to you, smiling.

“You’ve done well strik gona. You’ve fought well.” (little warrior)

“I’m tired.”

She nodded, grabbing your hand, gently squeezing.

“I know. And it’s okay. You can rest now.”

Delani was kneeling next to Gaia, tears in his eyes as he squeezed your hand.

“You can rest now YN. We’ll be okay.”

They watched you take a shaky, broken breath, your eyes slowly falling shut. Delani gasped a broken sob as your hand fell limp in his. He turned towards Rex, Fara and Antara glaring.

“Find Blodreina.”

They nodded, leaving the arena where Octavia had run out. Someone had come up behind Delani, handing him your cloak. Delani placed it over you, tears streaming down his face, blurring his vision.

“Nyxheda has fallen.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Eight Months Later: (six years after praimfaya)

He’d looked everywhere, but he couldn’t find her anywhere, causing him to panic. He found Indra once he was back above ground, making his way to her.

“Indra.”

She turned, looking up at him.

“Bellamy.”

“Indra, where is Octavia? Where’s my sister?”

Indra shook her head, sighing softly.

“A lot has happened, Bellamy. Things are different now.”

“Where is she?”

“Indra.”

Indra turned, nodding slightly.

“Bellamy, this is Delani.”

Delani turned, looking Bellamy over, slightly glaring at him.

“He’s one of the four in charge. He can answer whatever questions you have.”

Bellamy nodded, looking up at Delani.

“Where’s my sister?”

Delani huffed, looking back down at Indra.

“Rex, Antara and Fara are waiting for you.”

Indra nodded, walking off, Bellamy crossing his arms over his chest as he glared up at Delani.

“Well?”

Delani clenched his jaw, looking over at Bellamy.

“She’s alive.”

“Where is she?”

“There are some things you need to know first.”

Delani turned, walking off. He huffed as he came to a stop, looking over his shoulder.

“Are you coming or not?”

Bellamy clenched his jaw as he nodded, muttering as he followed after him.

“Yeah, I’m coming.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Tears welled in Bellamy’s eyes as he looked down at the journal, shaking his head.

“She’s alive. Sh- she made it.”

Delani hummed softly, watching as Bellamy slowly flipped through the journal.

“There were six of us. We brought her back. And we protected her. When she woke up and was stable, she started to write. I have them all.”

Bellamy slightly made a face, tilting his head to the side as he looked over at Delani.

“You do? Why?”

“She stopped writing for a time, but then she picked it back up.”

“Why do you have her journals?”

Bellamy shook his head, huffing.

“Why are you the one telling me all of this? Where is she? Where is YN?”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Bellamy followed behind Delani, making a face as he eyed the two men who stood next to the door.

“Where are we going?”

Delani didn’t answer him as he opened the door, nodding as motioned for Bellamy to go first. Bellamy shot him a look as he walked by him, his eyes widening as he walked in, Delani closing the door as he entered.

“What is-”

“You wanted to know where she is. This is where she is.”

Bellamy made a face, shaking his head.

“I don’t-”

“YN was killed eight months ago. By your sister.”

Bellamy’s mouth fell open as he turned, looking over at Delani.

“What?”

“Octavia became a tyrant. She was Blodreina. She killed YN’s girlfriend. And then she killed her daughter. So, YN became Nyxheda.”

“Nyxheda?”

“Shadow Commander.”

Delani walked towards the table, picking something up, turning towards Bellamy, lifting his hand, showing the flame.

“This is YN. She was our Commander. She led us here, to today.”

“What happened?”

“There was a war. It started at the border, but it ended in the arena. YN- the flame was angry. Octavia was supposed to protect us, but instead she killed us. And they were angry. YN was fueled by her own vengeance, the loss of you, and the vengeance of the flame.”

“Loss of me?”

“On the five-year mark, when there was no sign that you were coming, that was the day she became the Commander."

Bellamy stopped breathing, shaking his head. If only they could've made radio contact, then maybe, just maybe everything could've been avoided and YN would still be here.

"And when it came down to it, she chose to let Octavia live. She couldn’t do it. Octavia was her family, her sister. She’d always said that she could never turn on Octavia, could never hurt her, no matter how many times we pleaded with her to become the Commander, she would always say no. She chose to let Octavia live, and Octavia chose to kill her. I wasn’t with her, not until the end, but Gaia was with her. Her and Jackson. Gaia said that YN saw you. She saw you, Maria, Raelyn. She even saw Lexa. After- after we’d captured Octavia, and we’d helped the wounded, this place was built.”

Delani turned, placing the flame back on the small stand on the table.

“A sanctuary built to honor those we’ve lost, and honor the one who saved us. I have her journals because YN trusted me to have them.”

He grabbed the remaining journals, handing them to Bellamy.

“But I believe she would’ve wanted you to have them.”

Bellamy reached for the journals, tears falling down his face as he looked down at them.

“You haunted her.”

Bellamy sniffled, making a face as he looked over at Delani, whispering.

“What?”

��She saw you everywhere. She told me the first time she saw you was when she was out there, trying to get to the island. But she said she was delirious and in pain, so she didn’t think anything of it. Not until it happened when she was in the bunker. She always said she couldn’t hurt Octavia, but really, I think the main reason why she couldn’t was because of you. Because she still loved you. The journals can tell you more. They will tell you more. She was more honest with them than with me.”

Delani sighed softly, nodding.

“Octavia is in the cells. YN refused to kill her, and no matter my feelings, I will honor her wishes. I always will. So, Octavia lives. If you want, I can take you to her.”

Bellamy nodded, taking a deep breath as he looked over at Delani.

“Take me to her.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Bellamy’s head was racing as he stood in front of the door, taking a few deep breaths before he reached out, opening the door. She was sitting on the bench, looking down at the floor. She slowly looked up, her eyes widening as she gasped.

“Bellamy.”

She jumped up, running towards him, wrapping her arms around him. She stepped back when he didn’t return the hug, nodding slightly.

“You know.”

She walked back to the bench, sitting down and leaning back against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Well, go on, get it out. Say it.”

Bellamy scoffed softly, shaking his head.

“I- ho- how could you?”

“She deserved to die. You are Wonkru or you are the enemy of Wonkru. And she was my enemy.”

Bellamy shook his head, laughing harshly.

“Do you hear yourself? YN was your friend. She considered you to be her sister!”

Octavia clenched her jaw, tilting her head to the side. 

“You think I don’t know that? That I don’t know what she did for me? What she lost? I told her to be with Maria. I was Raelyn’s ani.”

“Then why did you do it?”

Octavia looked away from Bellamy, scoffing.

“She deserved it.”

Bellamy shook his head, huffing.

“No, she didn’t. Look at me.”

Octavia shook her head, causing Bellamy to take a step forward, growling.

“Look at me.”

She turned, looking back at him, clenching her jaw.

“You are my sister, but you are not my responsibility.”

Bellamy turned, banging on the door. Once it opened, he walked out, not sparing Octavia a glance. Once the door shut behind him, she leaned her head back, tears welling in her eyes.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･  

Bonus:

Gaia was checking the back of Madi’s neck, Delani helping her while Clarke checked on Madi, making sure she was okay. Bellamy stood at the door frame; his arms crossed over his chest as he watched them all work.

“Madi?”

Clarke shot a worried look at Gaia, Gaia walking around the bed so she was in front of Madi, kneeling next to Clarke.

“Madi, how are you feeling?”

“Ani.”

Clarke made a face, tilting her head to the side.

“Ani?”

Gaia looked over at Clarke, translating. 

“Aunt.”

Gaia’s eyes widened as she leaned forward, looking up at Madi.

“Aunt. You’re talking about YN.”

Bellamy’s heart started to race as Madi nodded, smiling as she stood up.

“No wait, Madi-”

She walked past Clarke and Gaia, walking towards Bellamy and grabbing his hand. He slightly made a face, moving to kneel in front of her.

“She says hi.”

Tears welled in Bellamy’s eyes as Madi let his hand go, moving to hug him, her head on his shoulder as she spoke.

“She says she loves you and she’ll always be by your side.”

A broken sob left Bellamy, remembering the day they made that promise.

“I thought you were dead.”

Bellamy shook his head, leaning down, softly pressing his lips to yours.

“I’m right here.”

You sighed, slightly shaking your head as you bit your lip.

“But you weren’t.”

He ran his hands up the top of your thighs, shaking his head as he crowded into your space, placing his hand under your chin and gently forcing you to look up at him.

“I promise, I’ll always be by your side. I’m not going anywhere.”

You nodded, sighing.

“Okay.”

You placed your hand on his chest, the other creeping behind his neck, playing with the coarse hair.

“And I promise you, I’ll always be by your side.”

You leaned up, Bellamy closing the remaining distance between you, kissing you. You leaned back first, pressing your forehead to his.

“Always.”

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[woodandwaxwings]

Guide

if there's no link then I haven't written a fic for this fandom yet, feel free to request. Male and gender neutral reader only and I will write semi-nsfw now but nothing further than that. crossed out I no longer write for.

The Walking Dead Carl Grimes, Michonne, Ricky dicky doo da Grimes, Daryl Dixon, Glenn Rhee, Tyreese Williams (More to add bc I haven't finished the show yet)

The 100 Bellamy Blake, Monty Greene, Clarke Griffin, Octavia Blake, King Roan, John Murphy, Raven Reyes

Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children Victor Bruntley, Fiona Frauenfeld, Hugh Apiston Bronwyn Bruntley, Emma Bloom, Jacob Portman

It(2017) All of the Losers club

Alice In Borderland Kiuna Hikari, Chishiya Shuntarou, Arishu Ryohei, Ann Rizuna, Tatta Kōdai

Once Upon A Time Peter Pan, Felix, Henry Mills, Regina Mills, Emma Swan

Marauders Era (Harry Potter) Regulus Black, Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans, Marlene, Dorcas

Heartbreak High Anthony Vaughn, Spencer White, Malakai Mitchell, (more to be added)

The Order

One Piece (Live Action) Luffy D. Monkey, Sanji Vinsmoke

Dead Boy Detectives Charles Rowland, Edwin Payne, Niko, Monty

My Babysitter's a Vampire

sarah rq

Fic Reccomendations

Full Fanfics

Candy Hearts (Quinn Fabray x Male Reader)

Shut Me Up (Kitty Wilde x Male Reader)

[savingthrcw]

@respnsibility Bellamy x Clarke

She had decided to stay, even if every fiber of her being screamed at her to leave - she was still furious at Lexa over Mount Weather, and about letting her philosophy that 'love is weakness' convince her to let a bomb drop on her friends. Polis was the last place where she wanted to be, though she also didn't want to go back to camp, which didn't feel like home, nor she felt like Skaikru anymore.

But then Bellamy came face to face with her, and she looked into his eyes for the first time since she had given herself to Roan to keep him safe.

"She left us to die on that mountain. She will always put her people first. You should come home to yours."

She wanted to say that she was sorry but couldn't leave, she almost did, and then she turned to look at Lexa and Titus, "I need a minute to deal with this." The tone suggested she wasn't too happy, but she was sure Bellamy would forgive her once it was clear they were still a team. And while she didn't want to go home nor stay here, she missed him. As soon as they were alone she nodded, and all she could do to keep herself from hugging him was to take his hand and hold it tightly, so relieved to see him unharmed and there.

"I'm sorry, I needed them to think I didn't want to talk to you. You are right. But I have a plan, and if it goes right, we'll finally be able to live on the ground together with the Grounders, because it will be in their best interest too." It may not be the most honorable move, to use Lexa's obvious attraction for her that way, but she hadn't left her any other choice. "Can you wait a few hours, so we can... go... home...?" Far less confidence in her last request, she had almost forgotten how to be normal around people, than in her strategy.

[foreingersgod]

I love love love your writing! I was wondering if you could write something about cc dating a pop star, very much chappel roan vibes

y’all must be reading my mind! this is perfect!

Red Wine Supernova . CC

pairing: caitlin clark x reader

synopsis: you’re an upcoming queer pop star who just happens to be dating the hottest player in the wnba (set slightly in the future just for the sake of plot!)

it was off season for caitlin and she was so relieved to have time off from practices and games for a while. she had now devoted all her attention to you, hardly leaving your side these past few weeks. you, on the other hand, were just starting your debut tour. a small one, only a handful of destinations, but incredibly important (and sold out) nonetheless.

yes, caitlin had heard you sing, several times in fact. but she’d been too busy with everything that she had yet to see you perform live, outside of your home studio when it was just the two of you. so when she told you that she wanted to tag along with you for the entirety of your tour, you were practically beaming with excitement.

you had worked really hard on this album and you were thrilled to finally be able to perform it to your growing fan base. you loved performing in the bustling bars of your hometown and the stadiums in surrounding cities, but you’ve always known you were meant for bigger and better things; you wanted to travel the nation and share your songs with so many different people. you were even more excited, though, to have caitlin see you up on stage. something more than just a karaoke stage in a dingy bar with just your guitar and the intensity of your voice. no matter where you sang, caitlin still made it her mission to tell you how amazing you were and how she couldn’t wait to see how much of an amazing star you were turning out to be.

“wow, just…wow” caitlin said, speechless, when she walked into your dressing room for your first show in Chicago.

you, with the help of your entire team and manager, had just got into costume. a purple leotard that dazzled with thousands of hand placed gems. pink fishnets, white go go boots, a matching purple cowboy hat, and a dozen other miscellaneous accessories to pull together the outfit.

you looked up, still trying to pull your leotard into a comfortable position, when you heard her walk in. “hey, i was gonna meet you outside! everything ok?”

“yea no we’re all good,” she looked up and down, lips slightly parted “i just couldn’t wait to see you”

“well i’m glad you came, like the outfit?” your assistants stepped away, sliding past caitlin at the door to give you both some privacy before the show, as you gave caitlin a full twirl of the outfit.

“i love it, you look beautiful, people won’t be able to take their eyes off of you” she said “and if we’re being honest…i can’t wait to take this off of you tonight”

you felt your face heat up underneath your show makeup. “a bit cheeky tonight, i see”

“well when you look so good all the time, how could i not be” she grinned, pulling you into her chest and hugging you deeply before stage management gave you a 3 minute warning. “you’re going to do so good, i’ll be watching!”

“i’ll find you in the crowd, don’t worry” a quick peck on the lips and you were being escorted to the wings of the stage before you knew it.

˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗

“HELLOOOOOO, CHICAGO!!” you cheered into the mic, waving to fans and hyping up the crowd “i’m so happy to perform for ya’ll tonight, this has been an absolute dream of mine”

you gave the classic introduction speech: getting the crowd warmed up, announcing the songs, teaching them the dances that went along with each song. it was cliche, for sure, but you loved it. it felt like you were meant to do this your whole life. once you got rolling, getting comfortable on the stage, the feeling only got better. this was truly a dream come true.

you performed your most popular songs, along with a few of your more lesser known ones, and had the time of your life watching all of your fans sing along to something you had written. you spotted caitlin a few times through the show, watching her sing along too and cheer your name, and it made you incredibly happy to see her support you.

“alright guys, this next one’s a song i’ve been keeping from you for quite some time” the crowd whispered to each other in anticipation “but i think tonight…y’all have earned it” cheers erupted from the audience.

“i wrote thing song a while back, when i met a certain…someone…” you grinned, purposefully avoiding eye contact with your girlfriend “and i fell head over heels for her the second i saw her…so without further ado…here’s RED WINE SUPERNOVA!”

your band started playing and the audience was already dancing and cheering. you were incredibly nervous to perform a new song, and little embarrassed knowing that caitlin was going to finally here a song you wrote about her from months and months ago. but the moment you sung into the microphone, you knew she was going to love it.

through out the song, you gave quick glances over to caitlin, trying not to be obvious while wanting to see if she was enjoying it or not. but you were struggling to find her this time with the change in set lighting.

then suddenly you found her, your eyes meeting, and you instantly noticed the goofy grin plastered on her face as she watched you sing about her. still making eye contact, you continued to sing:

Well, back at my house

I got a California king

you walked over to the end of the stage, with eyes still locked.

Okay, maybe it's a twin bed

And some roommates (don't worry we're cool)

you watched her laugh as she caught on to your inside joke.

I heard you like magic

I got a wand and a rabbit

you pointed out to her and she ran her hands over her blushing face in playful embarrassment.

So baby, let's get freaky, get kinky

Let's make this bed get squeaky!

you blew a final kiss to her, the crowd interpreting it as a cute part of your routine, but she knew you had meant it just for her.

you danced around stage for the remainder of your song, kneeling down time to time to hold your fans hand and letting them sing along with you. when your set ended, you bowed to the crowd and said your finally goodbyes and thank you’s, then quickly running off stage and into your dressing room.

after catching your breathe, you started to take off your makeup and costume, again with the help of your team. caitlin had texted you shortly after that she’d meet you outside the venue so that you could have a little time to talk with your team.

once dressed in a fresh tshirt and jeans, face washed and hair tamed, you grabbed your bags and headed out to find your girlfriend. you found her waiting right outside the venue entrance where she was leaning against a post and checking her phone. she looked up almost instantly upon hearing you call her name and hearing your footsteps against the pavement.

“hey superstar!” she ran over to you, you dropped your bags to the ground as you threw your arms around the back of her neck “you fucking killed it!”

“thanks, cait” you pulled away, smashing your lips into hers feverishly “ d’you like the new song?” you muttered against her lips.

“oh i loved it” she kissed you again “you know…suddenly i’m really into magic”

“is that so?”

“definitely, and i think i got a few tricks to show you back at the hotel, how does that sound?” she cradled your jaw, nipping at your bottom lip. you tried your hardest to suppress a moan.

“take me home, clark”

[ao3feed-the100]

Comfort Character One Shots.

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/uiQCBsw

by gabrielle42

A collection of one shots from a few of the TV shows/Movies I enjoy. Contains Characters from Stranger Things, The 100, The Vampire Diaries/The Originals, and Harry Potter.

Requests Welcome.

Will mostly do CC X Reader but will occasionally do pairings from the show and my own ships.

Words: 1199, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The 100 (TV), The Vampire Diaries (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Bellamy Blake, Clarke Griffin, Finn Collins, Octavia Blake, Lincoln (The 100), Monty Green, Jasper Jordan, Jordan Jasper Green, John Murphy (The 100), Roan (The 100), Echo (The 100), Emori (The 100), Harper McIntyre, Lexa (The 100), Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Mattheo Riddle (yasmineamaro), Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Damon Salvatore, Raven Reyes (The 100), Stefan Salvatore, Elena Gilbert, Katherine Pierce, Tyler Lockwood, Matt Donovan, Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Jeremy Gilbert, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Lucas Sinclair, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Caroline Forbes, Bonnie Bennett, Lorenzo "Enzo" St. John

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Smut, My First AO3 Post, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, ALL HAPPY ENDINGS, Constructive Criticism Welcome, please dont be mean, my first shared work, Canonical Character Death

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/uiQCBsw

[peggysousfan]

New Video for A Twisted Reality!

So… I did a thing. Impulsive thing that fed my Insomnia but oh well 🙃 Here is a new video for A Twisted Reality showcasing Clarkes past!

(I do not own the music or images used!)

Now I posted this on Twitter and I'm posting all the info here too before anyone gets confused.

• A Twisted Reality is a Bellarke fic! Bellarke is endgame! However this story is not like most. Instead of being 1 book with 1 plot, there are 2 of each. This is why the story is so long. I am writing 2 books in 1.

• Starting on Chapter 5 you will see the transition. Odd number chapters are Clarkes past, Even chapters are the present. This video is showcasing the events of Clarkes past.

(Not too accurate bc I did get carried away a little so I might add and change things a bit to make the story fit the video a little more)

• But for the most part it's accurate. Yes Clarke hooks up with Roan. I don't actually ship them but they kind of happened when I wrote so… There's a little Roanarke or whatever it's called in there. But the fic is Bellarke central in the present!

• This fic is dark and very angst centered when it comes to her past! I cannot say it enough. There is a lot of angst in the past chapters. But the story does end on a good note! Now with that out of the way I hope you all like the fic and video as I am so excited for you all to see!!

I'm not at all good at editing videos, I'm still a beginner learning as I go. But I do hope the video makes sense and you enjoy it anyway 🙂

[april-showers86]

Headcanon: The 100 x Ghosts crossover with Clarke/Bellamy as Sam/Jay (and Roan is most definitely Thorfinn).