#finn collins/reader

[nickeverdeen]

The 100: What are their love thropes with you

Clarke Griffin

Enemies to lovers

You and Clarke start off on the wrong foot, with frequent arguments and disagreements fueled by your opposing viewpoints or loyalties

Circumstances force Clarke and you to work together, whether it’s due to a common threat, a shared mission, or being stranded in a challenging environment

Despite your initial animosity, Clarke and you begrudgingly acknowledge each other’s strengths and capabilities, leading to a begrudging respect for one another

As you spend more time together, you and Clarke begin to find common ground and compromise on your differences, forming a tentative truce to achieve your mutual goals

During vulnerable moments, Clarke and you open up to each other about your fears, insecurities, and past traumas, fostering a deeper emotional connection between you two

Through your interactions, you both gain insight into each other’s perspectives and motivations, leading to a greater understanding and empathy for one another

Despite growing feelings for each other, you and Clarke struggle with conflicting loyalties to your respective factions or groups, adding tension to your budding relationship

As your relationship evolves, you and Clarke navigate the complexities of your feelings, experiencing a slow burn romance characterized by longing glances, subtle gestures of affection, and unspoken tension

Despite your turbulent history, you and Clarke share moments of tenderness and vulnerability, where you offer each other comfort, support, and reassurance in the midst of chaos

Your relationship is punctuated by defining moments where you choose each other over your past grievances, solidifying your commitment to one another and embracing your love despite the odds

Clarke and you face numerous obstacles and challenges that test your relationship, from external threats to internal conflicts, but you emerge stronger together, united in your love and determination

As you continue to work together, you and Clarke develop a seamless and shameless relationship and become an unstoppable team, complementing each other’s strengths and weaknesses

After a journey filled with trials and tribulations, you and Clarke finally confess your love for each other, breaking down the barriers and embracing a future together

With your love as your foundation, you both envision a future together, where you can overcome any challenge as long as you have each other side by side

Despite the odds stacked against you two, both of you defy expectations and forge your own path to happiness, embarking on a journey filled with adventure, passion, and unwavering love

Wells Jaha

Friends to lovers

Wells and you have known each other since childhood, growing up together in the same community or social circle

Despite your differences, you and Wells share a deep bond forged over years of friendship, understanding, and mutual respect

Your relationship begins as a platonic friendship based on shared interests, experiences, and values, with neither of you considering romantic feelings for each other at first

You and Wells are each other’s biggest supporters and confidants, always there to offer a listening ear, a shoulder to lean on, and unwavering support through life’s ups and downs

Over time, Wells and you start to develop romantic feelings for each other, initially unaware of the other’s hidden emotions due to fear of ruining your friendship

Despite your growing attraction towards each other, both of you tiptoe around your feelings, hesitant to risk your friendship by confessing your romantic interest in each other

As you spend more time together, both of you begin to realize the depth of your feelings for each other, grappling with the fear of ruining the friendship if you pursue a romantic relationship

After much internal turmoil and soul-searching, Wells and you finally confess your love for each other, breaking down the barriers that once held you back and embracing your romantic connection

With your friendship as a strong foundation, both of you navigate the transition from friends to lovers, adjusting to the new dynamics of your romantic relationship while cherishing your shared history

As your romantic relationship blossoms, Wells and you embark on a journey of growth and self-discovery together, supporting each other’s dreams, aspirations, and personal development

You and Wells revel in the newfound intimacy and affection of your romantic relationship, cherishing the small moments of physical touch, emotional connection, and verbal affirmation

Despite the challenges and obstacles you face, Wells and you navigate the highs and lows of your relationship with grace and resilience, strengthened by your unwavering commitment to each other

With your love as your guiding force, you and Wells envision a future together filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities, united in your shared dreams and aspirations for the future

Yours Wells’ love stands the test of time, enduring through life’s trials and tribulations, and growing stronger with each passing day, a testament to the power of friendship and love

Together, Wells and you embark on a lifelong journey of love and companionship, embracing each other’s flaws and celebrating each other’s triumphs, living out your own happily ever after

Octavia Blake

Forbidden love

You and Octavia are drawn to each other despite being from opposing factions and tribes setting the stage for a forbidden romance

You steal moments together in secret, away from prying eyes and the judgment of each other’s peers, meeting in hidden places or under the cover of darkness to avoid detection

Your love is fraught with risk and danger, as your relationship could jeopardize alliances, provoke conflict, or result in severe consequences for both yourselfs and your communities

You and Octavia share whispered confessions of love and longing, your words filled with passion and urgency as you navigate the complexities of your forbidden romance

Despite the risks, you and Octavia find yourselfs irresistibly drawn to each other, unable to resist the thrill of the forbidden and the intensity of your connection

You must carefully navigate the delicate balance between your love for each other and your loyalty to your respective factions or tribes, constantly facing the threat of discovery and reprisal

You and Octavia are forced to make sacrifices and compromises to keep your love hidden, putting your own desires and happiness on the line for the sake of your forbidden romance

Your love challenges societal norms, expectations, and prejudices, forcing you to confront deep-seated biases and confront the consequences of your actions

Despite the challenges you face, you and Octavia find solace and hope in each other’s arms, drawing strength from your forbidden love as you strive to overcome the obstacles standing in your way

You and Octavia are willing to defy convention and risk everything for the sake of your love, determined to carve out a future together despite the odds stacked against you

You and Octavia share intimate secrets with each other, creating a bond of trust and understanding that transcends your forbidden circumstances

You steal kisses in hidden alcoves or secluded corners, your moments of stolen intimacy filled with longing and desire as you revel in the forbidden thrill of your love

Octavia is fiercely protective of you, willing to risk everything to keep you safe from harm, even if it means defying her own tribe

Octavia whispers words of affection and devotion you, your whispered declarations of love serving as a reminder of the depth of your connection despite the dangers that surround both of you

In public, you and Octavia exchange fleeting glances and subtle gestures of affection, your silent communication speaking volumes about the depth of your feelings for each other

Lexa

Protector/Protectee

Lexa first meets you during a dangerous situation where you are at risk

Lexa, being the Commander, intervenes and saves your life, establishing a bond between you two

Lexa takes it upon herself to ensure your safety, assigning guards and keeping a close watch on your well-being

Despite your differences, you and Lexa develop a deep mutual respect for each other

Lexa becomes a source of emotional support for you, offering guidance and reassurance during difficult times

Whether it’s providing a shoulder to lean on or offering words of encouragement, Lexa is always there for you

Lexa is willing to make sacrifices to protect you, even if it means putting herself in harm’s way

She prioritizes your safety above all else and is willing to go to great lengths to ensure your well-being

Despite your close bond, you and Lexa hesitate to acknowledge your deeper feelings for each other, fearing the consequences of a romantic relationship

Your unspoken attraction simmers beneath the surface, adding a layer of tension to your dynamic

Amidst the chaos of their world, you and Lexa share moments of tenderness and intimacy

Whether it’s a quiet moment by the fire or a gentle touch, you find solace in each other’s presence

Lexa expresses her love and devotion through protective gestures, such as standing between you and danger or offering her cloak to keep you warm

These actions speak volumes about her feelings for you

Lexa’s protection of you is fueled by her unwavering loyalty and devotion

She would do anything to keep you safe, even if it means risking her own life in the process

You and Lexa work together to strategize and plan for potential threats, utilizing your combined skills and knowledge to stay one step ahead of your enemies

Lexa takes it upon herself to train you in combat and self-defense techniques, ensuring that you are prepared to defend yourself in dangerous situations

Amidst your busy lives, you and Lexa cherish quiet moments together, enjoying each other’s company in the tranquility of nature or the privacy of your quarters

Raven Reyes

Opposites attract

You and Raven initially clash due to your contrasting personalities and approaches to problem-solving

Raven is logical and pragmatic, while you are more intuitive and empathetic

Despite your differences, you and Raven are forced to collaborate on a project or mission

You both reluctantly agree to work together but remain wary of each other

As you work together, Raven begins to admire your unconventional methods and ability to think outside the box

You, in turn, gain respect for Raven’s intelligence and technical expertise

Throughout your collaboration, you and Raven face various challenges that require you to rely on each other’s strengths

You learn to complement each other’s skills and abilities

Over time, both you and Raven start to build trust in each other as you prove yourselfs capable and reliable partners

You begin to open up and share personal stories and experiences

Despite your initial differences, you and Raven develop an unexpected bond forged through shared experiences and mutual respect

You both find common ground in your determination to overcome obstacles

Raven becomes a source of emotional support for you during difficult moments, offering encouragement and reassurance when needed

You, in turn, provide a listening ear and offer comfort to Raven her during moments of vulnerability

You and Raven challenge each other to grow and evolve, pushing each other out of your comfort zones

You inspire each other to strive for greatness and pursue your goals with determination

Despite occasional disagreements, you and Raven learn to resolve conflicts maturely and constructively

You communicate openly and honestly, addressing issues when they arise and finding common ground

You and Raven discover that you share similar goals and aspirations, despite your different approaches

You find strength in your shared vision for the future and work together towards achieving it

You and Raven celebrate your successes together, acknowledging each other’s contributions and achievements, you take pride in your accomplishments as a team

That’s when the unspoken feelings and chemistry gets more visible and stronger between the two of you

You and Raven provide unwavering support for each other, standing by each other’s side through thick and thin, you know you can always count on each other no matter what

As your partnership blossoms into a deep and meaningful love relationship, you and Raven realize that your differences only serve to complement each other, you embrace your unique bond and look forward to facing whatever challenges the future may bring together

Finn Collins

Childhood sweethearts

You and Finn grew up together in the same neighborhood or attended the same school since childhood

You were inseparable as kids, always playing together and sharing your secrets and dreams

After being separated for years due to different life paths and circumstances, you unexpectedly cross paths again in adulthood

Despite the time apart, you quickly reconnect and find comfort in each other’s presence due to your shared history

You reminisce about your childhood adventures, bringing back nostalgic memories and strengthening your bond

As you spend more time together, you and Finn start to rediscover the feelings you had for each other as children

You navigate the complexities of adult life together, leaning on each other for support and guidance

You both realize that you still share similar dreams and aspirations, reigniting your connection on a deeper level

You face challenges and obstacles together, but your strong bond helps you overcome any hurdles

You and Finn grow and evolve together, supporting each other through life’s ups and downs

You build trust and understanding, knowing each other’s strengths and weaknesses from your shared childhood experiences

Finn becomes yours biggest supporter, always cheering you on and believing in your abilities

Your childhood friendship blossoms into a rekindled romance as you both realize that your bond runs deeper than friendship

You envision a future together, filled with love, laughter, and the shared memories of your childhood adventures

You and Finn find your happily ever after, grateful for the second chance at love that fate has given you

Jasper Jordan

Survivors of tragedy

You and Jasper bond over your shared experiences of loss and hardship, having both endured tragic events in your lives

You find comfort in each other’s company, as you can empathize with the pain and struggles you’ve each faced

You and Jasper become each other’s support system, offering a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on during difficult times

You embark on a journey of healing together, helping each other cope with your past traumas and find closure

Despite your painful pasts, you and Jasper strive to create new, happier memories together, focusing on building a brighter future

You draw strength from your relationship, empowering each other to overcome your demons and move forward with your lives

You and Jasper face new challenges as you navigate your relationship, but you tackle them head-on as a team

Your bond deepens as you open up to each other about your vulnerabilities and fears, fostering a deep emotional connection

You both learn to appreciate the small joys in life, cherishing each moment you have together and finding solace in your love

You and Jasper demonstrate resilience and perseverance in the face of adversity, refusing to let your pasts define your future

You both create a safe and nurturing environment for each other, where you can be vulnerable and authentic without fear of judgment

Through your relationship, you and Jasper find hope for a better tomorrow, believing that you can overcome anything as long as you have each other

You learn to live in the present moment, savoring your time together and focusing on what truly matters in life

You and Jasper make plans for your future together, dreaming of a life filled with love, happiness, and new beginnings

You both vow to stand by each other’s side through thick and thin, knowing that together, you can conquer anything that comes your way

John Murphy

Redemption Arc

At the start, Murphy is wary of your intentions and skeptical of your motives, especially given his past experiences with betrayal and deceit

Despite his reservations, circumstances force Murphy and you to work together towards a common goal, albeit begrudgingly at first

Over time, you prove your loyalty and earn Murphy’s trust through your actions and unwavering support, slowly breaking down his walls

You discover that you share common goals and aspirations, sparking a sense of camaraderie and mutual respect between the two of you

Your relationship is fraught with conflict and tension, as Murphy struggles to reconcile his past mistakes and redeem himself in the eyes of others

With your encouragement and guidance, Murphy embarks on a journey of redemption, seeking to atone for his past sins and make amends for his actions

Murphy grapples with feelings of guilt and remorse, haunted by the weight of his past transgressions, but you offer him forgiveness and a chance at redemption

Through your relationship, Murphy undergoes significant personal growth and development, learning to confront his demons and strive for a better future

You stand by Murphy’s side every step of the way, offering unwavering support and encouragement as he navigates his journey of redemption

You and Murphy face numerous challenges and obstacles along the way, but you confront them head-on as a team, strengthening your bond in the process

Murphy learns to open up to you and trust you with his deepest fears and insecurities, allowing himself to be vulnerable in your presence

Together, you and Murphy forge a new path forward, leaving behind their troubled pasts and embracing the possibility of a brighter future together

Your relationship is built on a foundation of honesty, trust, and mutual respect, laying the groundwork for a deep and meaningful connection

You and Murphy fiercely defend each other against outside threats and adversaries, standing united in the face of adversity

Ultimately, Murphy finds redemption through his love for you, realizing that true redemption lies in forgiveness, acceptance, and the ability to love and be loved in return

Monty Green

Strangers to lovers

You and Monty met under ordinary circumstances, introduced through mutual friends

You start off as casual acquaintances, exchanging polite conversation whenever you cross paths but not really forming a deep connection

Over time, you find yourselfs running into each other more often, whether it’s at work, school, or community events

You discover common interests and hobbies, sparking conversations and shared experiences that bring you closer together

Your casual acquaintance blossoms into a genuine friendship as you spend more time together, enjoying each other’s company and sharing laughs

As you get to know each other better, you and Monty begin to notice a subtle yet undeniable chemistry between you two, sparking curiosity and intrigue

You engage in playful banter and light-hearted teasing, testing the waters of your burgeoning attraction to each other

You and Monty gradually realize that your feelings for each other run deeper than friendship, acknowledging your growing attraction and connection

Eventually, one of you musters the courage to confess their feelings to the other, leading to a heartfelt and honest conversation about your mutual attraction

You navigate the transition from friends to something more, exploring the uncharted territory of a romantic relationship with excitement and trepidation

You and Monty become each other’s confidants, sharing your hopes, dreams, and fears as you navigate the ups and downs of your budding romance

You build trust and intimacy through open communication, honesty, and vulnerability, laying the foundation for a strong and enduring relationship

You and Monty embark on adventures together, whether it’s exploring new places, trying new activities, or simply enjoying each other’s company in quiet moments

You face challenges and obstacles along the way, but you confront them together, supporting each other through life’s trials and tribulations

Your relationship deepens and flourishes over time, growing stronger with each passing day as you continue to learn, grow, and evolve together

[myceliumsunshine]

can u write smth about bellamy blake? maybe a little enemies to lovers(we hate on him constantly and he just accepts it)

One Night - Bellamy Blake

A/N - thanks anon for requesting this!! if you don't mind wattpad and are looking for something a bit longer by me about bellamy, check out my wattpad where i have a book about bellamy! word count - 345

The wind swept across the camp harshly, whipping into tents, pulling up the makeshift pegs that held them together, and putting out the campfire that had seemed to be a constant since the delinquent children of the ark had crash landed on Earth. You stood among it all, arms crossed as you watched chaos erupt. The teenage delinquents all squealed and ran around in delight, the wind blowing hair across faces. A presence joined you, looking over the chaos.

“We need to round up what we can and put it in the dropship,” You told the person. There was no need to look over at him. You knew who it was.

“You don’t know what fun is, do you?” Bellamy asked, and you turned, glaring at the older man.

“I know what survival is, and personally, I’d prefer to live.” You snapped. He turned to you, a smirk on his face.

“You might live, but would you really be living?” He asked. You rolled your eyes, turning back to the camp. You heard a loud sigh from him, but you ignored it. “One night.”

You turned back to him, a frown on your face. “What?”

“Let me show you how to have fun for one night. Let Clarke deal with the weather. Just one night.” He held out a hand for you to take.

“I know what you think fun with girls is, Bellamy. I’m not stupid. And I’m not interested.” 

“Oh, sweetheart, not that kind of fun. Though, I wouldn’t be opposed. I mean fun, like what everyone is having right now.” His hand was still raised between you as your hair whipped into your face. You glanced back over to the camp, watching as Clarke exited the dropship with Finn, yelling out at some of the fun-going teenagers to help her with gathering things into the dropship. You turned back to Bellamy with a sigh, looking down at his hand before taking it.

“One night.” You agreed. Bellamy smiled, then led you towards the camp, ready to teach you how to have fun.

tagslist - @iloveeveryoneyoureamazing

[shuichiakainx]

three days ago I started the 100, I'm here to tell you that I'm almost at the end of the second season, I love this series

Clarke and Bellamy 🤧❤️

[prettymissnotperfect]

A Scene From Serpent's Tongue~Bellamy Blake

Night falls, camp hushed, stars sharp. I'm alone by a gnarled tree, far from the fire, unraveling, tears burning tracks down my face—Charlotte, Atom, I failed. My thoughts scream—I'm a disappointment, worthless, Marcus was right. My chest flutters—Blood, her body. I'm shaking, sobs tearing free—I'm nothing. Bellamy's voice, soft—"Addy." He kneels, arms pulling me close, and I break, sobbing, his shirt damp. He's crying, faint, breath hitching, and my thoughts hum—He's hurting, with me.

His voice is rough, probing—"Why'd you tell him to kill you, Addy? Why'd you say that?" 

His eyes search mine, soft, urgent, hands framing my face. I choke, voice raw—"Because my life's worthless, Bellamy. Nobody would care if I died. Death's better than this, than living with this." My thoughts burn—Charlotte's eyes, Atom's blood, I'm nothing. My sobs shake me—"I failed her, failed Atom, I'm a disappointment, always have been. Marcus knew, he saw it." 

My chest caves—I'm his shadow, failing, always. 

Bellamy's voice is fierce—"You're wrong, Addy. You're everything, to this camp, to me." His tears fall, glinting, and he pulls me closer—"Nobody caring? That's a lie. I'd care, Octavia'd care, Clarke, Jasper. You're not nothing."

 I shake my head—"I let her die, Bellamy. I should've seen, should've stopped her. I'm worthless, death's easier than carrying this." 

My thoughts scream—I killed, I failed, I'm done. He grips my shoulders—"You fought for her, Addy, harder than anyone. You're not a disappointment, you're human." His voice cracks—Jaha, Octavia, his guilt. He shares—"I shot a man, for Octavia, and it's heavy, but you see me, and I'm not nothing." 

I whisper—"I killed people, Atom, and now Charlotte's gone. Nobody'd miss me." My thoughts hum—Death's peace, I want it. He shakes his head—"I'd miss you, Addy. Every day. You're not alone in this." His hand brushes my cheek, wiping tears, and my thoughts spark—He's here, seeing me.

We talk, long, raw—guilt, blood, us. "Why do you think you're worthless?" he asks, voice soft. I choke—"Marcus made me his legacy, but I broke, let those boys try to break me, let Charlotte fall. I'm nothing." 

He's steady—"You survived, Addy. You're stronger than them, than him." I sob—"I don't feel it. I feel empty." He holds tighter—"You're not empty, you're bleeding, but you're alive." His tears mix with mine, and my thoughts hum—He's breaking too, for me. He speaks—"I failed Octavia, Jaha's blood's on me, but you make me want to be better."

 I whisper—"You make me want to try, Bellamy." My thoughts spark—I'm not alone. We sit, his arms around me, my head on his chest, his heartbeat steady, and my thoughts soften—I'm breathing, because of him.

He pulls back, eyes locked, hand lingering. "You're enough, Addy, more than enough." I nod, faint—"Maybe, with you." My voice is soft, and his smile's real—"Together, Kane." My thoughts hum—He's trouble, and I'm falling, but it's safe.

We stand, walking to our tents, stars above. He stops—"Goodnight, Addy. I'd have cared if you were gone." His voice is warm, eyes soft, a vow. I nod—"Goodnight, Blake." My thoughts spark—I'm bleeding, but alive, with him, and it's enough.

[timbradfordslover]

Pairing: Tim Bradford x fem reader x the 100

Summary: After Raven comes down, the delinquents develop a plan to let the Ark know they’re alive without the radio.

Word count: 1554

Part 4???

The 103 III

It’s been 3 days since we brought Jasper back. He’s still in a lot of pain but seems to be doing a little bit better. Tim and I are on first watch for the night. “It’s so quiet out here,” I say to Tim. “It’s too quiet. The grounders could strike at any moment,“ he says back grumpily. I step closer to him and wrap an arm around his waist and pull him closer. I instantly feel him relax against me. “Don’t be such a grump.” I say jokingly. He chuckles and leans down to kiss me. As I pull away from him, I see a ball of fire come down. “Tim, look, “I say with curiosity. “A shooting star. You should make a wish, baby. I laugh and say “That’s just a myth. They don’t actually come true. Besides, it’s just a big rock burning up in Earth’s atmosphere.” “Doesn’t hurt to try,“ Tim says as he gently grabs my hips. The object doesn’t burn up as it gets closer like it should. “Um, Tim, that’s not a shooting star.”

We run back to the inside of the camp and see the others gathering around. “Did you guys see that?” I asked them. “Yeah. They’re coming to help us. Now we can kick some grounder ass, Jones said. “Please tell me they brought down some shampoo.” Roma, the girl next to him, said. Bellamy walks over with Octavia. “We should get moving. Everyone’s ready,” Octavia says to Bellamy. “No one’s going anywhere. Not while it’s dark. We’ll head out at first light; spread the word, “Bellamy says. Octavia stops Bellamy as he tries to walk off. “Everyone within 100 miles saw this thing come down. What if the grounders get to it first?” "I said wait till sunrise.” Bellamy says firmly.

The next morning I wake up next to Tim in the tent we have been sharing. Tim is still asleep, so I lay my head on his bare chest. “Wake up, Tim, we gotta go see what that thing was,” I say against him. He stirs under me and wraps his arm around me. “In a minute,” he says as he kisses my head. "We gotta get up," I say as I giggle against him. I slid out from under his arm and put my shoes and jacket on. I look back and notice Tim has a sad look on his face. He gets up and puts on his shirt and guard jacket.

“Looks like everyone’s up.” Finn says as Tim and I walk over to him and Clarke. “Where’s Bellamy?“ I asked them. “Let’s find out,Tim said as he walked into Bellamy’s tent. Roma is lying naked in his cot. “Ever heard of knocking?” she says as she covers herself with a blanket. I walk in after him. “Oh great, it’s a free show. Anyone else want to take a look? she says s angrily. “Where’s Bellamy?” Tim said firmly. “I don't know; he left a while ago,” she says. Tim storms out, and I follow. “He told everyone to stay. Whatever is in that thing he wants,” Clarke says when we step out of the tent. “Then we gotta get to it before he does,” I say back. “He wants the radio; we gotta be quick.” Tim says angrily.

An hour later we find the pod. We see there is a passenger passed out in the pilot’s seat. She wakes up and pulls off her helmet. "Aahh. Crap. That’s not good,” she says as she touches her bloody forehead. “Oh my god!” Clarke says as she opens the door to the pod. The girl steps out of the pod. ”Hi. I made it?“ She says. Clarke and I smile and nod at her. “. Ah. I dreamed it would smell like this. Is this rain?” “Welcome home.” Clarke says with a smile.” “Raven!” Finn yells from behind us. “Finn. I knew you couldn’t be dead,” she says as she runs up to him and kisses him. “How did you get here?” Finn asks Raven. “You know that big scraphold? The one on K deck?” She says. “You built that from scrap?”Finn says, gesturing to the pod. “I kind of rebuilt it. It just needed a few parts and some love." “Clarke, we need to put something on her wound,” I say. “Clarke? This was all because of your mom.” “My mom?“ Clarke says confused. “This was all her plan. We couldn’t wait because the council was voting on whether to kill 300 people to save air. “When?” I ask. “Today. We have to tell them you’re alive. She runs back to the pod.”The radio’s gone. It must have gotten loose during reentry. I should’ve strapped it to the A-strut. Stupid”. She hits the dash of the pod in frustration. “No, it’s our fault. Someone was here before us. We need to find him.” I say to Raven.

2 hours later we find Bellamy in the woods. “Where the hell is that radio?” Tim yells at Bellamy. “Hey Bradford, You guys going for a walk in the woods? He says sarcastically.“They’re going to kill 300 people up there,“ I yell at Bellamy. “I don’t know what you guys are going on about.“ Bellamy says nonchalantly. Raven steps between Bellamy and me. “Bellamy Blake? They’re looking everywhere for you. She says. Bellamy turns to Raven. “Shut up.” “That’s why you took the wristbands. “Looking for him, why?” I asked Raven. “He shot Chancellor Jaha, she says back. That’s why you took the wristbands. You wanted them to think we’re dead so you could save your own ass.” Tim says angrily. Bellamy starts to walk away, but Raven starts to follow. “Hey! Shooter, where’s my radio?” She says as she moves in front of him. “Get out of my way,” Bellamy yells. “Where is it?” Raven yells back. “I really should’ve killed you when I had the chance,” he says. “Really? Well, I’m right here.” Bellamy throws Raven against a tree, and she points a knife at him. ”Where’s my radio? “she says behind clenched teeth. “Okay, stop it.” Clarke says, and Bellamy lets go of Raven. “Jaha deserved to die. You all know that.” Bellamy says. “Yeah, he’s not my favorite person either, but he isn’t dead.” Raven reveals. “What? Bellamy says confused. “You’re a lousy shot.” Raven says back. Clarke approaches Bellamy slowly. “Bellamy, don’t you see what this means? You’re not a murderer.You always did what you had to do to protect your sister. That’s who you are. And you can do it again by protecting 300 of your people.Where’s the radio?” “It’s too late.” He says to Clarke.

We all set out to go to the river where Bellamy threw the radio into the water. “Hey! I found it!” Jones said, and we all ran over. “Can you fix it?” I ask Raven as she tries to see the damage. “Maybe, but it’ll take half the day to just dry out the components to see what’s broken.” She says. “Like I said, it’s too late,” Bellamy says. “Shut up, Bellamy.” Tim barks at him. Clarke marches up to Bellamy.Do you have any idea what you did? Do you even care?!” She yells at him in disappointment. “You asked me to help. I helped, he says to her. “Three hundred people are going to die today because of you.”. Clarke says. Raven steps closer to Clarke, “Hold up. We don’t have to talk to the Ark. We just got to let them know we're down here, right?” She says with a smile. “Yeah, but how do we do that with no radio? Finn asks confused. We go to the escape pod to help Raven execute her plan. “We need to launch those flares ASAP if we have any hope of saving those people. Finn, get that control panel to camp. Y/N, you and Tim, pull out those fire circuits in one piece, or they won’t work. Clarke, can I have a hand?" She hands Clarke a wrench. “Work these bolts here gently. Rocket fuel likes to go boom. We’re going to need power to fire”. She explains to her. “They’re trying in the batteries on the dropship. Should be ready when we get there. Clarke informs Raven. “Great, so what’s the problem?” Raven asks, concerned. “Nothing. I just, uh… Well, if we get the rockets to launch, will they see them from the Ark?” Clarke asks nervously. “Like the good book says, it’s all about burn time and cloud cover. But I know your mom will be watching. I’ve never seen anyone love someone the way she loves you. You know, that right?” Raven reassures her. Clarke nods. “I did. It’s complicated”.

A few hours later, after nightfall, Tim and I sit by the fire while we wait for Raven to launch the flares. “Do you actually think that anyone will see them from here?’ I ask him, leaning against his side. “ He leans over and kisses my forehead. “I’m not sure, baby; we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.” He says against my forehead. “You know they’re kind of like shooting stars,” I say, looking into his blue eyes. “Not this again,” he jokes. Raven sets off the flares, and I pull him closer and kiss him passionately.

[slytherintrikru]

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“ɪᴛ’ꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱ,” ꜱᴀɪᴅ ꜱɴᴀᴘᴇ.

[cozy-writer]

Getting caught

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Y/N

Wordcount: 2.5k

Summary: Bellamy was the guard that got you caught on the Ark. You meet again on earth.

Icon credit goes to: @mundodeseriess

Masterlist

The dropship rattled and groaned as it made its descent down to earth. You were strapped in tight, but that didn’t take away from how scared you were. You had grabbed the hand of the nearest person to you, which happened to be Monroe. A girl who, alongside yourself, was also locked up in the skybox. You screamed loudly as the dropship gave another shudder, before finally coming to a halt on the hard ground beneath it. 

You breathed out a shaky breath and unclenched your fist from around Monroe’s hand.

“Sorry.” You muttered at her. 

“T’is fine.” She responded. After your heart rate had gotten back to an acceptable rhythm, you started working on releasing the seatbelt. 

You heard comotion on the floor below yours and as soon as you unbuckled yourself you made your way towards the ladder. You jumped down the last couple of steps and turned around. You were faced with the beauty of earth. The greenery, the small, it all almost became too much for you. How was this possible? How were they breathing in this air and not dying? 

“Oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” You mumbled as you noticed the one person you never wanted to see again. “Well, if it isn’t Bellamy Blake.” You said loudly so he would hear. The guy in question looked around for the face that belonged to the voice. His eyes finally met yours as you stepped out into your new world. Others were now also facing you to see what was going on. 

“You got me caught.” You said. He raised an eyebrow at you.

“You got yourself caught. I was just the one who brought you in.” He said smugly. 

“That’s not something to be proud of around here.” You motioned to the other delinquents. 

“I’m on your side.” He said as he noticed the increasingly angry faces around him. 

“Maybe down here, but not up there.” You pointed to the ark still high in the sky. “And I don’t see how that makes a difference. You still sided with the guards that threw us in the skybox.” 

“All I care about is Octavia, okay?” 

“Octavia? Who the fuck is Octavia?” You asked confused.

“My sister.” He said. Multiple shocked gasps were heard. 

“You have a…sister?” You asked confused. 

“How is that possible?” Someone asked from behind you. 

“He’s talking about me.” A girl with long brown hair said. “I’m Octavia.” You looked between the two of them, shock written all over your face. 

“You’re the girl they found under the floor.” You said with awe. 

“That’s me.” She said awkwardly. 

The next couple of days you stayed clear of him, not wanting to see his face. His betrayal hurt you deeply. However today you couldn’t avoid him and you bumped into him on your way to guard duty. 

“Y/N.” He said, stopping you in your tracks. 

“Bellamy.” You responded. He looked at you for a second, before pulling on your arm and dragging you to a secluded spot. You had to admit, this shaggy hair looked better on him then his slicked back hair ever did. 

“What do you want?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at him. 

“I only took the job to keep O safe.” Bellamy explained. 

“So?” Bellamy looked uncomfortable for a second.

“So, I never intended to get you caught.” 

“Then why did you?” You asked, now getting angry. “Why couldn’t you just let me go?” 

“Because Shumway had seen the footage, there was no getting around it. If I didn’t do it, I would have lost my job and someone else would have caught you.” You looked at the ground, figuring out what to say, but all you managed to say was, “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay.” And with that you turned around and walked back to your job. You weren’t okay with it, but you also saw that he didn’t have a choice. 

“Hey!” He said before you were out of earshot. You turned back around to face him. “I wouldn’t have done anything different if I could do it over again.”

“So you’re not even sorry you got me caught?” Your temper flaring again. 

“No,” He said, rubbing a hand over his forehead, “I wouldn’t have met you otherwise.” He said sheepishly. 

A slight blush rose to your cheeks. Was he flirting with you? You quickly rolled your eyes at him and made your way back to guard duty. You guys had bigger things to take care of. 

When the grounders attacked two weeks later you’re still recovering from the sickness that ravaged the camp as are most of the delinquents. You ran towards the gun cache and armed yourself with a rifle, but you felt yourself shake as you spotted the many grounders now encircling your camp. You aimed your rifle at one of the grounders trying to claw its way in and after taking a big breath you pulled the trigger. The grounder fell motionless to the floor. It shook you to your core, knowing you just killed someone. Knowing it probably won’t be the last time. 

All of a sudden you were thrown to the ground. A big grounder stradling you, using his hands to cut off your airflow. You struggled. You grabbed at the ground beside you, trying to grasp the gun that had flown away after his tackle. Trying to grasp anything to help you escape. You started to see black dots in your vision. Your heart beating rapidly in your ears. You were going to die. This was it. You clawed at his hands, trying to squeeze your fingers between his to relieve the pressure on your throat, but nothing seemed to work. 

When your eyesight fully disappeared you felt a calm come over you. Maybe dying wasn’t so bad after all. But before you could think about it anymore, the pressure lifted and you took in a big painful breath, clutching at your throat. You scrambled backwards from where you were laying, trying to get as much ground between you and the grounder. You coughed loudly, trying to clear your airway. You rapidly opened and closed your eyes to get your sight back. 

Once you could see again you looked for the grounder who had attacked you. The grounder lay unmoving in the grass, blood pouring from a wound on his head. You looked up and noticed Bellamy standing over him with a blood covered rock in his hands. 

“Are you okay?” He asked husky. You nodded at him, not trusting your voice. You rubbed at the skin over your throat, probably red and purple from the fight. 

“Good.” Bellamy said. He held out a hand for you to grab and you did. You stood shaky on your legs for a second, but found your balance eventually. 

“We gotta go.” 

“Okay. Where?” You croaked. Bellamy looked around the clearing. 

“Bellamy. This way!” Finn yelled from around the camp. He motioned for you to follow through a tunnel you all built just in case of an attack like this. Bellamy pushed you forward with his hand on your lower back, keeping you steady as you trip over a log. 

You run until you can’t breathe anymore. Doubling over to get as much air in your lungs as possible. It still hurt from your previous attack, your throat dry and scratchy. 

“Let me get a look at that.” Bellamy said. He got closer and waited for your reaction. You nodded and he used his hand to push your chin up so he could have a better look at your neck. His fingers raked over your throat, his touch making you shiver. 

“You should cool the area. Try to fight off the swelling.”

“How do we do that?” Finn asked, looking concerned for you. 

“We use a piece of cloth and soak it in water. It’s the best we can do.” Bellamy explained. 

He tore a strip of his shirt and dunked it in the nearby river.  Then he walked over to you. 

“Sit.” He said, placing the cloth over your throat as you listened to his order. You leaned your head back so the material would stay on your neck. The coolness of the fabric immediately soothing the skin. 

"Oh, that's nice.” You moaned, your hand reaching up to touch the cloth covered skin. 

“We need to find a place to sleep.” Finn said. Bellamy nodded at him and looked around.

“We need to find the others.” You murmured. 

“Tomorrow.” Bellamy agreed. “Tomorrow we will go back. For now, we need sleep and time to heal.” 

The guys looked for twigs and started a small fire. You had nothing to eat, but you weren’t even sure if your throat could handle it anyway. As night fell you lay down on the cold and hard ground. Bellamy sat on a log, poking a stick into the fire every so often. He looked over at you and smiled.

“Sleep. I’ll watch over you.” And as scared of him you were up in the Ark, you felt as safe down here. You noticed that Finn had also already laid down and you wondered if Bellamy was going to take watch all night or if you should offer to switch half way through. But before you could even form the words your eyes had already closed and your mind was taken over by a heavy fog. 

The following day you woke up to the sun rising above the threes. Dew covered the forest around you. You looked around, noticing only Finn hanging around your campfire. 

“Where’s Bellamy?” 

“Here.” He said, stepping out of the trees, “Just getting us some berries for breakfast.” He said after he popped on in his mouth. He handed you a handful and the rest he gave to Finn. 

“How’s your throat feeling?” You took one of the berries and started chewing on it, trying to smush it as much as possible, knowing it would go down rough. Finally you swallowed and flinched in pain when the berry went down. 

“Could be better.” 

“We should get to camp. Clarke could look at it for you. Maybe she has another idea.” You tried another berry, but as it hurt just as much as the first one, you handed the leftover ones to Finn who was wolfing them down as if he hadn’t eaten in days. 

“Yeah, let’s go. No use in hanging around.” You said. Bellamy gave you a hand, helping you up. 

“Do you think the grounders are still there?” Finn wondered aloud. 

“We were strong. I’m sure we survived the fight. They must have at least retreated once they knew they weren’t going to win.” Bellamy assured. 

Your trek back to camp was long, your body tired, your neck sore. But what you saw as you entered the camp froze you to your spot. The ground was littered with burned bodies. And you couldn’t tell whether they were friendly or foe. 

“Holy shit. Raven must have been able to fire the rockets, burn them fuckers alive.” Finn said, impressed. 

“Let’s just hope none of our people were involved.” You interjected. You slowly made your way through the field of bodies to the dropship. You grabbed the flap that was hanging from the ceiling and pushed it aside. Immediately you stepped backwards as a gun was trained on you. 

“Raven!” You said surprised. 

“Y/N! Thank god, I thought you were one of them.” You noticed she looked terrible. Her skin clammy and she was shivering. 

“What happened to you?” 

“I got shot.” 

“Shot?” You furrowed your brows at her. “That means it was one of us who’s done this.” Raven only nodded, not giving you a name. Both Bellamy and Finn walked in behind you. Finn ran up to Raven, who was writhing on the ground in pain. 

“Where are the others?” Bellamy asked as he looked around the dropship. 

“They’ve been taken.” 

“Taken? By who?” He asked again. 

“I don’t know. They used this gas to make us pass out. I must not have made the cut.” Raven said as Finn helped her sit up. 

“Whoever is in there, show yourself.” A male voice yelled from outside. All four of you turned to the entrance. Bellamy grabbed Raven’s gun and slowly walked out the dropship. You could hear muffled talking from outside. You decided to go investigate on your own, making your way towards Bellamy. 

“Councilman Kane.” You said softly, not sure if you were seeing things right. Last you knew all the Arkers were still up in the sky. 

“Yes, Miss Y/L/N. We’ve made it to earth.” He knew who you were from your sentencing. 

“Are you okay?” Abby Griffin asked as she looked at your neck. You remembered her from your visit to the hospital wing a couple months back. 

“I will be.” 

“Have you seen Clarke?” She asked hopeful. 

“Not since last night. Raven said they were taken. Speaking of Raven, she needs medical attention.” You said, motioning for her to follow you inside the dropship. Abby immediately went to work. 

You had made your way back outside again, standing next to Bellamy, having a conversation with Kane. 

“Do you have a camp?” you asked full of hope. 

“We do.” Kane nodded at you. “We’re gonna get you back safe and then start looking for your friends.” You and Bellamy shared a look. You didn’t know if you could trust Kane. He was one of the people that had decided the 100 were dispensable. 

Kane made his way into the dropship, wanting to get a look at Raven himself. You and Bellamy stayed outside. Bellamy raked a hand through his hair, clearly agitated. You snaked your fingers in between his hand and squeezed once, letting him know you were there for him. He turned to face you. 

“I should have been here.” 

“You did good, Bellamy. Without you I wouldn’t be standing here right now.” 

“I should be with the others. Wherever they are.” 

“We will find them and bring them home.” 

“How?”

“We will find a way.” He was looking away from you and you used your other hand to make him face you. “You did good.” He looked so broken and your heart shattered for him. He had taken his leadership hard, promising to keep them all safe. And now here he was in a field surrounded with burned bodies not knowing if his friends were safe. 

“Hey.” You said, grabbing both sides of his face so he was looking you in the eye. “Stop being so hard on yourself.” Bellamy’s eyes switched between looking at your eyes and lips. You wet your lips and before you knew it, the two of you were kissing. His lips rough against yours. One of your arms wrapped around his neck, the other still on his cheek. Bellamy’s arms engulfed your body, pulling you even closer. 

Thinking about it now, you wouldn’t change getting caught either. Otherwise you wouldn’t have met Bellamy Blake. And that would have been a shame.

[simp2537]

Project SS

It stared as an idea. Take a dying child and infect them with the SS serum. These children would be raised in isolation, to be the future soldiers for the ark, then earth.

Most died out over time.

Not her, Not Y/n Kane. The only child of Marcus Kane and his wife Alice Kane. After her birth, born with a weak heart Alice Kane decided to give her to the scientists that were working on the project.

Forging her husband’s signature upon the document Alice Kane was sentenced to death. The deal though and Y/n Kane became the most deadly of the super soldiers.

When protecting a friend she finds herself in a cell. Then in her way to earth with the rest of the 100. How will her love continue knowing she’s just puppet to be controlled. Will she grow out of such a horrible situation and blossom with the help of her friends and loved ones. Or will she fall so deep into her created identity that there is no hope.

Y/n Kane

The Weapon

Bellamy Blake

The Protector

Clarke Griffin

The Princess

Octavia Blake

The Optimist

Jasper Jordan

The Kind

Monty Green

The Intelligent

Finn Collins

The Spacewalker

Raven Reyes

The Engineer

John Murphy

The Wildcard

Ares Stormen

The Brother

Marcus Kane

The Father

Abigail Griffin

The Doctor

Thelonious Jaha

The Chancellor

Bellamy Blake x fem!reader

Trigger Warnings: Mentioned S/A on another character, depression, self-harm, anxiety, experimentation on children, abusing relationships, murder, blood, gore?

Any Takers?

[aew-regression-cove]

📀🎥⋆𖦹°★📺 Teen Drama Shows Masterlist

☆ 01 ) Outer Banks —

link to separate masterlist cos there's too many links . . .

☆ 02 ) Buffy The Vampire Slayer —

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☆ 03 ) Criminal Minds —

old blog criminal minds masterlist : one

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☆ 04 ) Supernatural —

old blog supernatural masterlist : one

nothing yet . . .

☆ 05 ) House MD —

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Caregiver Gregory House Stimboard

☆ 06 ) Stranger Things —

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Caregiver Eddie Munson Moodboard | Two

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☆ 07 ) NCIS —

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Anthony Dinozzo | Paci icon

☆ 08 ) Bones —

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Caregiver Temperance Brennan + Caregiver Seeley Booth W/ Regressor Zach Addy Moodboard

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Caregiver Seeley Booth Moodboard | Two

☆ 09 ) Grey's Anatomy —

nothing yet . . .

☆ 10 ) Teen Wolf —

old blog teen wolf masterlist : one

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☆ 11 ) Higher Ground —

Caregiver Peter Scarbrow Moodboard | One

Scott Barringer | Paci icon

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☆ 12 ) Lucifer —

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☆ 13 ) Hannibal —

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☆ 14 ) Good Omens —

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☆ 15 ) The Walking Dead —

Caregiver Daryl Dixon Moodboard (🐇 theme )

"bored..." | Caregiver Daryl Dixon W/ Little Reader | comfort fic

☆ 16 ) The Umbrella Academy —

Caregiver Diego Hargreaves Headcannons

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☆ 17 ) Miscellaneous —

Caregiver Rosie Headcannons — (Hazbin Hotel.)

Caregiver Jefferson/Mad Hatter Moodboard — (Once Upon A Time.)

to be continued . . .

[ao3feed-the100]

Solar Flare

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/xI2KYBh

by Dinosinhiding

There had been little time to dream of Earth when you’d been on the ark, that is until you were locked in the skybox with 100 other delinquents; then thoughts of Earth became your anchor. You never imagined that you’d actually be sent there, nor could you have guessed any amount of the trials you would have to overcome.

Or, a Bellamy Blake x reader rewrite for the 100.

Words: 5115, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The 100 (TV), The 100 Series - Kass Morgan

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M

Characters: Clarke Griffin, Bellamy Blake, Octavia Blake, Lincoln (The 100), Finn Collins, Lexa (The 100), John Murphy (The 100), Raven Reyes (The 100), Roan (The 100), Jasper Jordan, Monty Green, Marcus Kane, Abby Griffin

Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Reader, Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Octavia Blake/Lincoln, Emori/John Murphy (The 100), Bellamy Blake/You, Bellamy Blake/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: The 100 (TV) Season 1, the 100 (TV) rewrite, Fix-It, Canon Rewrite, Fluff, Angst, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, No graphic descriptions though, Canon-Typical Violence, Reader-Insert, no beta we die like men

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/xI2KYBh

[ao3feed-clexafic]

Sparks/Bellamy Blake

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/65837743 by boxdjno After 97 years since the nuclear apocalypse that made the Earth uninhabitable, a hundred young prisoners are sent back to the planet to test their survival. Among them is her - bastard of the Council, rebel, and with more scars than time to heal them. She challenges. He commands. From the first glance, everything between them is conflict, provocation and sparks about to become a fire. And in a world where trust is weakness and feelings can be fatal, what is born between the two can be the worst threat of all. Words: 3423, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: The 100 (TV), The 100 Series - Kass Morgan Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/M Characters: Bellamy Blake, Clarke Griffin, Wells Jaha, John Murphy (The 100), Octavia Blake, Jasper Jordan, Monty Green, Finn Collins, Marcus Kane (The 100), Abby Griffin, Roan (The 100) Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Reader, Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Finn Collins/Clarke Griffin, Octavia Blake/Lincoln, Bellamy Blake/Personagem(s) Feminina(is), Bellamy Blake/Você, Marcus Kane (The 100)/Personagem(s) Feminina(is) Original(is) Additional Tags: Compatível com canon, Pai Marcus Kane, The 100 (TV) Temporada 1, Angústia e mágoa/conforto, inimigos para amantes, Queimada Lenta, Suicidio implícito/referenciado, Ansiedade, Problemas com o pai, Bellamy Blake Protetor, Fluff e Angústia, Ação/Aventura, Romance, Violência Típica do Canône, Suicidio Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/65837743

[audreycecilemoore]

Why Do We Still Call Kidlit 'Simple'?

You can read below or for free on my Substack

I’m noticing a trend in online spaces lately, namely that Young Adult and Middle Grade literature are called ‘simple’ or ‘simplistic’.

Kidlit, which encompasses picture books, chapter books, early reader books, MG, and YA, should be at a level that their intended target audiences can understand. Prose, word choice, and themes should reflect where younger readers are at and break ideas down in a way that is accessible. For instance, Once Upon a Sari by Zenia Wadhwani alludes to the Partition of India, opening the door for future education while celebrating sari. The kids who are ready for more mature books will probably naturally gravitate towards books above their age group. But the more I sit with that reasoning, the more the term ‘simple’ doesn’t actually make sense. 

Middle Grade fantasy Farrah Noorzad and the Rings of Fate by Deeba Zargarpur has a lead who not only is the daughter of an unwed Muslim mother, but she only sees her father once a year and has to spend time with a half-brother she never even knew she had. That’s not an easy situation; perhaps it doesn’t explore the topic in the way an adult reader would prefer, but that doesn’t make it ‘simple.’ Yet, this is a very real situation some children grow up in.

Not Like Other Girls by Meredith Adamo and the upcoming Gita Desai is Not Here to Shut Up by Sonia Patel are both YA examinations of how we treat young women, the impact of sexual assault years down the road, and how we push our trauma away until we are safe enough to start dealing with it. To refer to either book as ‘simple’ would be to ignore how they deal with the complexities of being a teenage girl who is sexual and has been sexually assaulted or how the people around them believe they can take what they want without any repercussions. Gita Desai can get very uncomfortable in how it depicts CSA in part because it’s through the eyes of a young child while Not Like Other Girls features Jo realizing just how young she was when she was assaulted. Both are unmistakably YA novels from the voice, themes, and the age of the characters but there is no question that they are mature books that treat their readers with respect. 

Beyond those two examples, we have Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas, and a plethora of YA and Middle Grade books discussing police brutality, Queerphobia, xenophobia, ableism, Islamophobia, racism, immigration, classism, colonization, and more. Young people are hungry for books that explore the world around them and the ways in which we can improve or dismantle the systems that are failing our society. Many of our political movements are started or helmed by young people. Most American teens read Huckleberry Finn or The Great Gatsby in school specifically so political themes can be addressed, so of course there are books written for them that continue to explore those topics in more recent, relevant and no less complex ways. 

So, OK, maybe instead of themes, ‘simple’ is meant to refer to prose and structure or characters. Allison Saft’s prose is lush and poetic while horror debut Lockjaw by Matteo L. Cerilli not only has gorgeous prose, but the narrative structure often changes the reader’s perceptions of events and other characters. Katniss in Hunger Games by Susanne Collins is not a typical hero; her main goal is ‘survival,’ not doing the right thing or defeating some great evil. She is fighting a system that is hurting her world because she was never given any other choice.

Meanwhile, several adult authors are often praised for having accessible prose so that people who left reading behind can return to it. Most books, including in adult, are at roughly an 8th grade reading level, which is not a bad thing at all as not everyone is going to have the same access to quality education. Some adult novels are fairly straight-forward battles of good and evil or have clear cut morals presented. 

Prose in YA, MG, and adult can be poetic, lush, voice-y, or none of those things. It’s less of an age category classification and more of a style of an individual author and a scale of commercial versus literary. A Deadly Education by adult fantasy author Naomi Novik is a crossover appeal book that is a study in voice-driven narratives while YA author Laini Taylor is often praised for her lyrical prose. For the most part, YA is going to feel voice-y, because that is a standard of the age category, but not all voice-y books are YA and not all lyrical prose is found in adult.

Maybe it’s about the worldbuilding? Nightbirds by Kate J. Armstrong is essentially about sex work in a fantasy Prohibition setting. Matilde, Æsa, and Sayer sell their magic and transfer it temporarily via a kiss. There are characters who point out that the Nightbirds are selling themselves in the same way people discuss stripping or pornography. We have a YA fantasy openly making direct comparisons to sex work, having three characters who are in the business for different reasons and have different relationships with it, and explores not only the dangers sex workers can face, such as stalking, but also how potential partners can think about the business.

Worldbuilding in speculative fiction, across all age categories, comes in spectrums of soft and hard, high and low, thematic and vibe, secondary world and contemporary/historical. A large amount of YA fantasies have epic stakes while cozy fantasy is currently quite popular with adults. Middle Grade largely gravitates to portal fantasy, which mixes the secondary and contemporary settings. Space and science fantasy are popular in MG, YA, and adult. The nitty-gritty of secondary world economics might be more common in adult fantasy, but it isn’t required by any means. 

No speculative author, at any level, is required to provide Tolkien-esque worldbuilding.

When I read YA, Middle Grade, and adult, I set my expectations accordingly that certain topics might get explored and others might not. A quote that I’m seeing more and more is that adult readers of kidlit are guests in that space, and I do agree. I love the emotional character work of YA and how Middle Grade helps kids in difficult situations start to put names to their feelings. In adult, I expect more lingering on logistics or to have darker renditions of themes and more nostalgia. 

Kidlit, for decades, has allowed young readers to start building empathy for people outside of their sphere, to give them a frame of reference for future interactions. The main purpose of kidlit is the same purpose that adult fiction has: providing readers with catharsis or escapism or a learning opportunity or a way to pass the time. The names of these age categories have shifted a lot since I was a kid; ‘teen’ used to be a very small section and I don’t clearly remember a Middle Grade section pre-Percy Jackson. But, kidlit can and often does explore genocide, war, abuse, unconventional family situations, and is now starting to explore polyamory as a possible romantic option as well as Asexuality. Some of its prose is more explicit and does point things out themes more, but so does adult.   

Many children grow up in environments that plenty of adults can only imagine, environments that need to be depicted so they can see themselves and start to process what happened to them or at least learn that they are not alone. Many adults look for more simple premises as a form of escapism during difficult times. I have read YA books that are deeply emotional and can feel brutal in their themes and I have read adult books that make me laugh or I’m gushing about how cute it was.

‘Well, it’s about quality-’ I think we can all agree that all readers, of any age, deserve quality books that respect them and I am seeing wonderful examples of this in kidlit. I don’t understand the argument that media for children is of poor quality unless it’s meant to be a critique of how companies don’t care about children’s media because what they really prioritize is profits. The suggestion that poor quality means it is made for young people is insulting young people and the creatives who make things for them, people who are passionate about stories.

I don’t think kidlit is ‘simple’ by any means. We need to think about why we suggest books intended for young people are any less layered than books for adults. We need to ask if we’re using ‘feels like YA/MG/kidlit’ to mean ‘this doesn’t meet my specific expectations/tastes’ or ‘this is bad’ and how that minimizes the trials and tribulations of young people or implies that they don’t deserve good books.

[topazy]

Silent Bloom

Parings: Finn Collins/reader Bellamy Blake/reader

Warnings: None

Chapter: 2.01

"Ok, tell me again."

You groaned into your hands. You had explained everything that had happened, from the mountain men chasing you to Ada letting you go countless times that morning. Blinking against the sun shining in your eyes, you let out a deep sigh. "I can’t. I’m sorry, but I’ve gone over it so many times the details are starting to become fuzzy."

Clarke gave you an uncertain look before leaning back in her chair. You yawned into your hand and fought against the urge to close your eyes. The lack of sleep was starting to catch up with you.

Bellamy cleared his throat, which helped ease the growing awkwardness. "Tell us again what the plan is."

"It's a labyrinth. We got to the dam through this tunnel. It's all connected to the mine system. That's our way in."

Bellamy looked skeptical. "Are you sure we can get past the reapers and the..." He paused as his eyes lingered on you before continuing, "mountain men? I swear to God if your mom doesn’t sanction the mission, I’m going by myself."

"You won't be by yourself," Clarke confirmed.

Your jaw opened slightly as you noticed Finn walking towards your table. Gulping, you did your best not to make eye contact with him. "Guess the inquisitions are over," Bellamy said, giving you a sympathetic look. "How's Finn doing anyway?"

You shrugged. "I haven’t spoken to him since...since I came back."

"Hey," Finn said softly.

You continued staring at the table in front of you while Finn made small talk with Bellamy, and Clarke. You were afraid to look at him. The Finn Collins who did this wasn’t the same boy you grew up with. He wasn’t your best friend, or lover. The person standing next to you was a stranger. A murderer.

"Next round on me," Bellamy said as he stood up to leave the table. He squeezed your shoulder as he walked behind you.

Finn sat down across from you. "Mount weather, what’s the plan?"

"Still working on it."

Glancing at the blonde beside you, it finally sank in how Finn’s actions had affected everyone. Clarke had lost one of the few friends she had, and you couldn’t even imagine what this was doing to Raven. You stood up from your chair and finally made eye contact with Finn. Staring into his brown eyes hurt. He looked so lost and confused, but it still didn’t change what happened. "Excuse me, I need to get some fresh air."

—

"You look lonely out here."

You frowned instantly upon hearing his voice. You weren’t in the mood. "What do you want, Murphy?"

Murphy placed his hands on his chest, pretending to be hurt, before sitting down on the ground next to you. "Not interested in our hero’s gathering either?"

"I came outside because I needed some air."

Murphy made a scoffing noise, "I thought you would have been the council's new shiny toy. I’d heard you’d escaped grounders and our good friends from the mountain."

"And I heard Bellamy almost beat you to death again for trying to hang him."

You noticed Murphy toying with his fingers. "Yeah yeah, the same old Murphy that everyone hates."

"I don’t hate you." You looked at him, confused, as he shook his head, and scoffed. Did Murphy think you were mocking him? Despite everything that he’s done, you didn’t hate him.

"What, do you think I’m lying?"

"You kicked me down a ladder."

"In all fairness, you had it coming." Murphy nudged your shoulder as you both laughed until you saw the others getting ready to leave. "Can I ask you something? Would you have done it?"

Murphy let out a sigh, before answering. Even without saying the actual words, he knew what you meant. "I tried to stop him...I’ve done similar things to survive."

"No, no you haven’t. We’ve all done things we aren’t proud of, but nothing... eighteen people are dead. I always thought I’d do anything to protect my friends, but after this, I’m honestly not so sure."

"He didn’t do that because he was looking for a friend. Finn did it because he’s in love with you."

As you opened your mouth to reply, Octavia’s voice cut you off. "We are getting ready to leave."

"Try to stay out of trouble, Murphy," you said as you nodded and stood up to join her.

"Right back at ya, Daze."

You walked beside Octavia in silence until you approached the rest of the group. The first thing you noticed was Abby shaking her head. "No, absolutely not. I’m sorry Y/N, but you can’t come with us?"

"Why?"

"Because..." her eyes moved to the side where Finn was standing.

"I’ll be a distraction."

The older woman nodded, "there are plenty of ways you can help in camp."

You rolled your eyes. Abby’s tone was patronising but you decided not to think much about it. You hugged Octavia. "Watch what you're doing out there, okay? I need you to come back in one piece."

She chuckled softly, "I always do."

You stepped back to let her pass and felt somebody squeezing your shoulder gently. Spinning round, you smiled, seeing Bellamy staring at you. He looked worried. "You’re not coming?"

"This is one party I’m not invited to."

"Voluntarily?" You didn’t expect to hear the harshness in Bellamy’s voice as he spoke.

"Abby has a point," you said quietly. Something seemed off. Bellamy was more intense than usual. Placing your hand on his, you sighed. "It’s probably for the best that I sit this one out."

You looked back to hear Clarke calling his name. "You need to go. Just…"

He chuckled, "I’ll keep them safe."

You smiled softly before letting his hand go. You watched the small group walk away while finding it hard not to worry.

—

"Hey."

You jumped when you heard somebody talking, dropping the pen and paper that were in your hand. "Jesus Finn, you scared me!"

"Sorry...I’ll leave you to it."

"No, I’m sorry." You sighed, "I just got a fright because I didn’t hear you come in. When did you guys come back?"

"About an hour ago, I was surprised I didn’t see you."

"I’ve been in here doing the food inventory. Is anybody hurt?"

"One of the guards died, but other than that, no," Finn said, leaning against the wall, his head bowed. "We almost got caught by acid fog but everyone managed to hide."

"Then what happened to the guard?" You asked.

"Lincoln killed him. He has been turned into a reaper. The mountain men turned him into one of them."

You stared at Finn's mouth agape while trying to process the information. If mountain men were able to turn Lincoln into a reaper, you dread to think what could be happening to Monty and Jasper. "God, I need to go find Octavia."

"Daisy, can you wait? We need to talk."

A wave of guilt washed over you. "I know we do, but Octavia-"

"O will need me," you said, frowning when Finn cut you off.

"She has Clarke and Bellamy with her."

You picked up the pen and paper you dropped previously in silence. You didn’t know how to talk to him anymore.

"You can’t stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"I’m a monster you're afraid of."

"I don’t think you’re a monster, you just made a really bad judgment call."

The haunted look on his face sent a chill down your spine. "I thought they had you, and everybody else. When I saw Clarke’s father's watch, something just snapped inside me. I can’t explain it."

You look down at the ground, not knowing what to say. You couldn’t imagine the guilt that must have been eating away at him.

"Do you think we can ever get it back? What did we have before?"

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes. "I..I don’t know. So many things have happened, and I hope we can be friends again, but it will take time."

"What I did in the village was wrong, but at the time I thought it was the right thing."

"It's not just about the village..." you couldn't stop crying as your voice broke."You chose her over me."

"Daze…"

"No, don’t keep cutting me off. Do you know how hard it was watching you with somebody else? Especially when you spent the night before with me? I was heartbroken Finn but I kept it together the best I could. You made your choice. You chose Raven over me and expect me to act like nothing happened."

"It wasn’t like that Daisy. Raven means so much to me, I didn’t want to hurt her."

His words stung the same way being physically hurt would. Finn had a big heart, and regardless of how much he cared, you’d always be second best, and you couldn’t settle for it anymore. Hearing footsteps getting closer, you did your best to compose your emotions.

"I need to hand this in, and check on Octavia." You sighed, looking at him, "You still mean a lot to me, Finn. I’ve never stopped caring about you. We just need to take it slow with rebuilding our friendship again."

"Baby steps?"

You chuckled, "baby steps are fine with me."

Season two

Notes:

So here we are at season two, and Daisy has finally started to get the closure that she needs to move on from her relationship with Finn. Thanks again to everyone who’s shared or liked silent bloom so far!!

[s1ater]

secrets out. bellamy blake x reader

summary 🛁: alie gets under the skin of everyone, even the ones who seem the most shut off

warning/s 🚽: swearing, depression, talks of miscarriage, and gif not mine, angst

slater’s note 🪞: season three truly was the best season. this is... dramatic? it has potential but i gave up.

it was your turn.

alie crossed all of them off like a list. one by one, mind fucking them until they couldn’t handle it.

mind manipulation, you knew all about it and you were certain that it wasn’t something you could be so easily affected by. you had met a lot of people, had a lot of boyfriends, and friends, and even your own parents who enjoyed getting into your head with simple words that made you feel guilty or sick to your stomach. 

you were sure she couldn’t get into yours. 

“hello, sweetheart,” raven quirked her head, already analyzing you and your current mood. “see they finally brought in the big guns.”

you humph in amusement with lips slightly twitching upward as you made your way to one of the boxes that sat close to raven. you were hoping to rest, put your mind to ease as you sat before her, not expecting much to come from her mouth since you were a closed book. 

clarke and jasper were practically left open and begging to be read as they sized up to raven with their emotions still filling their eyes to the brim. they were easy targets, easy to tear down, and easy to extract a fit from. 

and although bellamy seemed just as shut off as you, he really wasn’t. bellamy had so many problems shoved in the back of his mind that they begun to pile and overflow. and with anger issues compiled from unsettled issues in his past; he was just as much as an easy target as they were.

everyone hits rock bottom, but not all get to face the humiliation of others also realizing and coming to spit in your face.. a plan alie was hoping to put in motion, she just had to bait you first.

“you’ve always been the smart one,” she slightly twisted her head, raven’s eyes dark and filled with a conscious that wasn’t her own. “always thought for the better of others.. never yourself,” she shook her head and you could tell by the way her eyes slightly squinted she had something up her sleeve.

you were intrigued.

“so.. selfless and yet you’re always blamed for every problem that comes up. why do you let that happen, y/n?”

you tilted your head to the side, not exactly finding truth in the last of her words, you had never felt blamed, and if anyone was a scape goat, it’d be murphy. but you still found yourself listening, eating up the lie like a story.

“which is why i’m confused as to.. why you took the chip..” her face screwed up and at the sudden words you inhaled sharply knowing very well everyone heard her words just as you did. “i mean, y/n, as much as a smart decision that was, it was a rather selfish thing of you to do, don’t you think?”

you kept your mouth shut, knowing this wasn’t the last of her words. she had a plan of some kind, she was still trying to get into your head and she felt so close by the way she had just watched you adjust yourself in the slightest way possible.

“like i said before,” you mumbled, “your chip didn’t work.”

“that’s too bad, isn’t it?” she whispered, almost taunting you, “whatever’s hurting you must be something real bad with how brave and strong you are, or—excuse me, seem to be.”

“someone should go in there,” jasper suddenly stood from his spot at the door, listening in, his mouth beginning to grow dry as he stood up anxiously, looking between bellamy and the rest of your friends listening with just as slack and uncomfortable expressions; taken aback.

he made a move to go in but bellamy quickly stopped him, “just wait.”

“bellamy-”

“but then again, the strongest of us always seem to carry the most. you would know wouldn’t you?”

your mouth twitched from frowning deeper as you thought of all the past torment, from the moment you were born to the moment you landed on the ground.

“shall we talk about why you took the chip?”

“we can talk about whatever you want,” you leaned forward with your elbows on your knees.

this couldn’t get any worse than it already was.

“i want you to choose. bellamy or mount weather?”

you swallowed harshly, but your voice was still stern as you stared at her with narrowed eyes, “neither,” you leaned forward, thinking of the many flaws to weaknesses that centered in your heart just with the those topics. “i want to talk about you, raven, only you.”

“deflecting the question won’t work, y/n,” she almost glared at you, “you said we could talk about what i wanted and now i made a decision; i want to talk about what happened in mount weather after you got shot.”

your face dropped and you didn’t even try to hide it, remembering exactly what she was talking about and the room suddenly felt hot and you wanted to leave but you felt completely sucked in like she was a vacuum, giving you no choice but to get swallowed.

“you were pregnant, right?” raven’s head dipped to the side, already knowing she had gotten to you despite your face no longer showing a sign of distress. “with a little girl?”

jasper’s gaze, as well as everyone else’s, landed on the side of bellamy’s jaw, eyes wide, holding their breath, waiting for him to step in, to stop it, do anything but freeze up like a stick, struck dumb with shock.. and hurt and a pain he couldn’t distinguish, something he had never felt before to the point he didn’t even know if it was all real.

raven tsk’d, eyes landing on her lap, “such a shame really.” you could see the sick smile that began to climb up her cheeks, making you want to scream, shout, anything to get rid of the pain clawing at your chest. “does bellamy know?” she looks up, as if wanting to really know, as if she didn’t already. “i mean he is the father after all, you think he’d deserve to know.”

he knew now.

“bellamy, do something,” clarke gaped at him, her hand tugging at his arm, begging him to snap out of the trance he was in. “bellamy, you need to go in there. you need to get her out of there."

“he held you... thinking you'd die, completely unaware of the baby inside that really took the bullet," raven inhaled, sighing, her head shaking. "that really is sad, i don't know how you didn't end it-"

you got up and she smiled, anticipating this moment. but you don't do what she wished you'd do. you stood calmly, staring deep into her hazel pupils, amusement snowing around, almost encouraging you to inflict pain on her.

"you're not real," your voice is low and quiet, "you can't effect me. you promote a false devotion and promise a final happiness and safety from pain, but you're flawed and can't even bring the weak of us down."

your eyes dart back and forth in search of some emotion in her eyes, but it seems she goes blank and shuts down like a computer until her jaw tips up, pulling closer to your face, whispering back, "you think that you're so brave, y/n. you think that you're some courageous soldier just because of the luck you had of showing up in the right place at the right time," you feel a hand grip your bicep while the other wrapped around your mid section, slowly pulling you away from the words that ran out of her mouth fast, “but you're wrong, deep down you're coward just like all your friends and my point is only further proven when you took the chip, because admit it y/n, you're scared, you're scared-"

you felt like you had been ripped from a different world once bellamy had spun you around to face him. your body shook internally as realization overcame you of what had all been revealed within that room. bellamy looked scattered as he stared into your eyes with his own wide ones. he didn't look himself; he looked worried and maybe even sad.

very sad.

"y/n, sit down for me, please," he grasped your arms lightly, pulling you down on one of the chair slowly and gently, afraid you'd break under his touch. he was completely disoriented and he wasn't even sure if what was all happening was real.

you stayed blank in the mind, feeling completely drained and distraught to the thought of what was running around in his head right now. it hurt that he now knew everything.

"talk to me," he slowly kneeled before you, "what—baby, what happened to you?"

you inhaled sharply, the feeling of tears beginning to form in the crest of your eyes as you begun to feel overwhelmed—your chest tightened and it seemed like such a strain on your lungs when you tried to breathe, "bellamy, a lot happened in... mount weather that i can't even begin to explain. i'm not even sure what was real and what wasn't."

"i was in a dark spot," it was hard to force out and you could barely look him in the eye with the intensity he kept within his eyes. his heart hurt for you and he couldn't even begin to think straight with all that was revealed with raven. "i can't think straight half the time, bellamy and after everyone was killed at mount weather.. and i was shot... i didn't feel like the same person anymore.. nothing felt right..."

you choked. your voice caught in the back of your throat as you attempted to explain yourself but he stopped you, shushing your voice as your tears begun to slowly fall and paint your cheeks. he pulled you close by the back of your neck, stroking his thumb against your scarred skin while the other wrapped around your waist, pulling you to him and his warmth. he held you tightly and so hard, that his ribs hurt but he didn't care because he was afraid that you'd slip from his grip, like you had before.

but you stayed and you held him just as tight, allowing yourself to sink, because this was the only thing that truly felt right.

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