#lexa kom trikru x fem reader

[wandanatsbaby]

Hey saw that you were taking requests for Lexa so here i am ! could you write smth about soft lexa and an oc or freader grounder that is really pretty and like soft for a grounder ? thankksss :))

Soft Grounder

Pairing: Lexa x Reader

Warnings: none

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Lexa watches on with a smile as the night bleeders braid your hair and put little flowers in it. She has a small smile on her face as she watches you interact with them envisioning your future and wondering what you would be like if you both had kids.

Walking up to lexa with a smile you wrap your arms around her as no one is looking and give her a kiss on the cheek. “Good evening Heda.”

“Good evening Hodnes. Join me for lunch? The sky crew will be joining as well.” You nod and follow beside her as she leads you to the dining area. You look around and give Clarke a small wave as you see her sitting with who you recognize as Bellamy.

Lexa pulls out a chair for you at the head of the table and then makes her way to the other end. You never liked having to sit far from her but you knew it was tradition for the Commander's partner to be at the other end.

The night went on pretty smooth with everyone talking and chatting but throughout it all you could spot Bellamy giving you weird glances and whispering stuff to Clarke which made you nervous.

“Bellamy, is there a problem?” Lexa asks as she had seemingly noticed the looks and whispers.

“No Heda I just-”

“Just what? You’ve been giving my wife weird looks all night and whispering to Clarke. I'd like to hear what you have to say.” You send an uneasy look to Lexa not sure you want to hear what the boy was saying about you.

“I was just saying that well. Ive never met a grounder as sweet as her I mean the other day I say her with one of the guys at a stall and she was very sweet.”

Then

“Excuse me. Do you happen to have any more of this?” you asked, pointing to the object you wanted.

“sha hang ona” (Yes hang on) The guy pulled more of the material out and looked at you expectedly.

“What would you like? I have some medicine that Nyko gave me. I also have some jewelry.” The man just politely asked for one of the rings on your fingers but you just gave him a smile and handed him two rings and a bag of different medicine that Nyko had given you. The man tried to deny it but you insisted but ended up walking out with the object you had wanted and a bird that he said was made by his wife. The bird now sat on a stand in your and Lexas room.

Now.

“Is there a problem with that?” Lexa started standing up at this point ready to defend you by all means.

“Lexa its okay. Calm down.” The girl did not even spare you a glance as she stared the boy down and you watched him visibly gulp as he shrunk a little in his seat. Clarke trying to control her laughter beside him

“NO! Of course not! I mean its amazing how she acts with Night bleeders. They all looked so happy the other day when she was playing with them”

Then

“Kwin (Queen) Y/n will you please come play with us?” Aden asked as the other children gave you pleading looks. Will a laugh you agreed and ended up chasing them through Polis as many people watched on with small smiles as well.

As you were chasing a younger girl she had ended up tripping on a rock and landing on her knees. She let out a soft cry before covering it up.

“Oh no ash are you okay?” you asked the young girl as you crouched in front of her. You could see the tears in her eyes and the way she tried to hide them. She nodded slowly and looked at you. You attempted to help her stand but quickly swept her into your arms at the sounds of her cries of pain and quickly took her to Niko’s tent to get her seen.

She had made you promise not to leave her until she was allowed to go back to her room with the other Night bleeders and you gladly accepted. You ended up being there for an hour as she had a sprained ankle and needed some rest. You then escorted her to her room and gave her a small kiss on the head.

Now

Lexa turns to Clarke now wanting to know if this information is true.

“Is this true wanheda?” Clarke gives a nod and a slight laugh while looking back to Bellamy's shaking figure.

“Yes Heda its true.”

“Very well then. Just know if anyone were to ever threaten her or anything it would be against the rules and you would be killed immediately.” Bellamy Gave an Immediate nod and gave you a small apology as he continued to eat.

[redhairedwolfwitch]

The 100 Masterlist

Hell is Empty - AU

Raven Reyes

Seventeen Sweater Weather (Sea Mechanic x Reader)

Anya Kom Trikru

Anya's Sky Girl Wasted Youth - Modern!AU Protective Family - Griffin!Sister!Reader Snow - S1-S2!AU Home - Modern!AU Wanna Be Missed - Modern!AU Can You Hold Me - Modern!AU Still Into You - Modern/University!AU

Luna Kom Floukru

Boat Girl - Modern!AU Sweater Weather (Sea Mechanic x Reader)

Octavia Blake

Butterfly Girl - Octavia Blake xFem!Reader Second Children - Octavia Blake x Finn Collins!Sister!Reader Soulmate au New Beginnings

Domestic Life Modern!University!Au - Lexa kom Trikru x reader x Clarke Griffin

Lexa Kom Trikru

Sister Responsibilities - Lexa kom Trikru x Octavia Blake Twin!Sister!Reader

Injuries - Lexa kom Trikru x fem!reader

[klarieona]

Masterlist

Okay I write for many fandoms and will write for more give me ideas of some more and I’ll check them out maybe they will end up I’m here. When I write more I will add more

POJ/HoO

The 100

Tvdu

[thespiritoflife]

White Death

Pairing: Lexa x Fem!reader

Warnings: grammatical errors, war?

A/N note: Let me know your opinion abt this story please! And also, do you want another part? Let me know please!!

Translations:

Em laik bounkola wamplei. - She's white death.

MINISERIES

Em laik bounkola wamplei.

They said.  Few people saw her, almost no one ever saw her.  She appeared unexpectedly, on the least expected occasions.  They had not seen her for ten years, and then she appeared.  They didn't see her for another 5 years and then she appeared again.

She still looked the same.  Young.  As if she didn't age.  Messy hair braided in complicated hairstyle and white pearls, she was in silver armor with a cream coat.  And that face.  Only her eyes shone in her face.  She had them painted in shining white.  She wore a silver sword in her silver belt, which she could fight very well.

People didn't like to whisper her name.  They were afraid they would call her.  She was very strong.  Everywhere she went, there was death.  People were afraid of her.

But it was not fair.  She has always fought on the side of justice.  On the good side.  She came when they really couldn't fight anymore.  She didn't talk to anyone, no one ever heard her say anything.  That's when white turned red.  Her white clothes were always covered in blood.

Who's this?  Where is she from?  People asked.  She always came alone.  In the clothes of no nation.  And no one has defeated her yet.

"It's Y / N," Lexa said without hesitation.  The advisers looked scared.

"You shouldn't pronounce that name, Commander," Titus told her.

Lexa rolled her eyes.  "I don't believe it. I don't believe these myths. Where is she? I want to see her with my own eyes and fight her."

"It's not a myth. It's a legend," Titus said, looking wary.

"Then let her come, if she exists," Lexa closed the subject and said goodbye to the others.

It was getting on her nerves already.  Everyone whispered only about her.  So where is she?  She didn't believe it.  She didn't feel like talking about it.  She won't come anyway.

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It was such an exhausting fight.  Blood ran down Lexa's face, she's not knowing if it was hers or someone else's.  She didn't have time to find out.

They didn't win.  They started to lose.  And she wasn't happy with that.  If they lose, the world will be ruled by a very bad side.  The time of eternal darkness will come.

She must not think that way!

She pulled her sword from her body when something suddenly blinded her.  She swore she heard fanfare.  And suddenly silence.  There was silence throughout the battle.

She opened her eyes.  She saw a white light that gradually turned into a white horse.  And a young woman.

"It's her. White death," someone whispered beside her.

She didn't even turn behind her voice.  She watched in astonishment as the young woman, covered in a cloak, fought.

Lexa didn't see anyone fight like that.  The daredevils ran to her, probably mainly to brag about killing a White Death.

And that was a mistake.

The White Death, whoever it was, killed them in a second.  Lexa watched as thousands of people fell to her beautiful legs.  And with a smile on their lips.

Who's this?  I want to see her face.

Lexa approached her without hesitation.  The White Death didn't even register her.  The white color gradually changed to red.

When she killed the last of the last in a few seconds, she looked up.

And Lexa sighed in astonishment.

She had never seen such beauty.  She swore she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

Y / N looked at her and then said.  "I'm a White Death and I'll only come when they need me, Lexa kom trikru."  She was heading for her horse.

And it was said that she never spoke.

Lexa ran to her.  She couldn't let her leave.

"Stay, please. I want to thank you,"

Y / N stopped for a moment.  She narrowed her eyes.  "And that by you don't believe I exist? By not believing that no one can defeat me? So I am inviting you to a duel in the sun tomorrow so that you have the honor of fighting me yourself. Come only if you want."  And with that, she quickly mounted the horse and galloped off.

Lexa watched in shock as the white light disappeared.

What just happened?  Was she challenged to a White Death duel?

She certainly won't survive.

[wonderswritings]

Love of Death

Summary: A simple walk in the woods takes a turn for the worse. Warnings: Injury from animal, Angst, Almost Death, Fluff Pairings: Lexa x Fem!Reader Request by @kloy344 If possible could you do a Lexa (The 100) x reader where reader gets attacked and bitten by a animal and reader almost dies of a wound infection and blood loss

“Pauna.”

YN turned towards Lexa, her eyes wide.

“Run.”

Lexa shook her head, huffing slightly.

“No. No way. We stick together.”

YN shook her head, looking back when Puana growled.

“Heda, the only way to ensure that you live is to separate, like last time.”

Shaking her head, Lexa looked over at YN.

“I don’t like it.”

Puana’s growl grew closer, causing YN to sigh softly as she offered Lexa a small smile.

“I know, but it’s our best chance. And as your protector, I’m telling you, this is our best option.”

Lexanodded, the two turning and breaking off into a run as Pauna crashed through the tree line.

Lexa stopped running when the woods became silent. Her eyes widened when she heard a scream, turning and shaking her head.

“YN.”

She ran towards the sound of the scream, her heart beating fast as the scream died out. The ground shook as Pauna ran away, Lexa running out into a clearing, seeing YN laying on the ground. She gasped, running towards her, falling to her knees beside YN. Her eyes were wide as she looked her over, seeing the bright red spot spreading along the front of her shirt. Tears welled in her eyes, when she checked to make sure YN was still breathing, her shoulder’s dropping when she felt her shaky pulse. She leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

“Stay with me, please.”

Lexa picked YN up, cradling her to her chest as she ran back to Polis.

Rushing through the streets of Polis, the people stopped and stared at Lexa, murmuring as they saw her carrying YN.

“Kom Pakstoka don sad slip daun.” (the wolf has fallen)

Lexa clenched her jaw as she rushed into the tower, yelling.

“Fisa!” (healer)

Footsteps rushed to Lexa, the healer pushing forward, their eyes widening.

“Teik kom Pakstoka en prepon emon.” (take the wolf and prep her)

Those who helped the healer rushed towards Lexa, taking YN from her arms, carrying her away from Lexa.

“Heda, what happened?”

Lexa said nothing, watching as YN was carried out of the room further away from her.

“Lexa.”

She shook her head, looking up at Indra.

“What happened?”

“Pauna. She- YN wanted to split up and then I heard her scream.”

The healer nodded, looking over at Lexa.

“I will do what I can, Heda.”

Lexa gasped as the healer turned, rushing towards where YN had been taken, Lexa falling to her knees, Indra dropping down next to her. Lexa shook her head, tears in her eyes as she looked over at Indra.

“I can’t lose her too, Indra. I can’t- I won’t be able to handle it.”

Indra sighed softly, slightly shaking her head.

“You can, and you will.”

Lexa opened her mouth to say something, Indra shaking her head.

“But YN will not leave you, not without a fight. She is your protector, your wolf for a reason. But should something happen, you will handle it, just like you’ve done before. But do not count her out of the fight just yet.”

Indra looked down at her, nodding slightly.

“Now let’s go and get you cleaned up.”

Lexa looked down at herself, tears forming in her eyes. YN’s blood coated her arms and hands, soaking her clothes a darker color. Lexa nodded slightly, Indra taking her hand and leading her to her room.

Lexa paced outside the room where YN was, worrying her bottom lip as she thought of all the worst case scenarios, all of them coming to the same conclusion, Lexa standing over the pyre, watching as the fire spread, licking at her body before the only thing left were ashes. She’d already done this once, and though it was under different circumstances, she still felt the same way she did all that time ago. The floor had been cleared out, Indra ensuring that no one bothered her, having two Trikru standing guard at the main entrance instead of at every entrance like usual.

“Heda.”

Lexa tensed, taking a deep breath as she turned, facing the healer.

“The wolf survived. She will need some time to heal, but she’s alive.”

Lexa’s shoulder’s dropped, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Thank you.”

The healer nodded, glancing back at the room.

“She’s asleep now, but you can sit with her.”

Lexa thanked her once more as she passed her, rushing into the room. Her heart broke as she looked YN over, tears forming in her eyes. At first glance she almost looked dead, her skin a sickly color as she laid unmoving, the most still she’d ever seen YN. She took a deep breath as she walked further into the room, grabbing a chair and placing it next to the bed. She sat down, taking YN’s hand in hers, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest.

One minute, Lexa was sleeping, the next she was being pulled out of the room as YN seized, the gauze wrapped around her middle turning a dark red. It’d been a long, stressful week, Lexa spending her time between YN’s room and then dealing with the delegates and their opinions on what to do with the sky people, gaining little to no sleep between. YN had been asleep for that time, the healers keeping a close eye on her throughout the week. This was the first time that YN had reacted in anyway since Lexa and her had returned to Polis, and it shook Lexa to her core as the healers rushed to YN’s side, Lexa watching as the healers moved YN onto her side, cutting away the bloodied gauze, the door closing. Lexa fell to her knees, hearing the healers yelling as tears formed in her eyes, shaking her head.

“No, no, no, please. Please, no.”

Indra appeared next to her, Lexa moving to lean into her as the tears fell freely.

“I can’t lose her. I- not her. I can’t- not again. I can’t lose her.”

Indra shook her head, wrapping her arms around Lexa, slowly rocking her back and forth.

“You won’t. You won’t.”

What felt like days later but in reality was only hours, the healer had walked out of the room, her face void of any emotion as Lexa jumped up, rushing to her.

“Well?”

“She has an infection. That, paired with the blood loss, it’s a wonder she’s made it as long as she has. We’ve done all that we can. It’s up to her now.”

Lexa felt her heart break into two, taking a shaky deep breath.

“Can I-”

The healer nodded, offering Lexa a small, tight smile.

“Of course, Heda.”

Closing the distance between her and the door, Lexa hesitated slightly before she opened the door, walking into the room. Lexa walked back to her seat by YN’s bed, taking YN’s hand in hers.

“Please. Please don’t leave me.”

Blinking too, everything felt heavy as YN looked around, recognizing she was in one of the rooms in the tower in Polis. The next thing she saw was that she wasn’t alone, someone holding her hand as they snored. YN smiled, turning her hand, clutching Lexa’s hand as she turned her head, smiling softly.

“Le- Lexa.”

She lifted her other hand, trailing her fingers along the side of Lexa’s face, causing her to slightly stir.

“Lexa.”

She gently squeezed her hand, Lexa shooting up, her eyes wide as she gasped.

“Lexa.”

Lexa looked down at YN, her eyes widening as she jumped up.

“Oh my god.”

She moved to sit on the edge of the bed, placing one of her hands on YN’s cheek, moving her other hand to take YN’s.

“You’re awake. How are you feeling?”

She leaned back, turning towards the door.

“I should get the healer-”

YN shook her head, tightening her hold on Lexa’s hand.

“No, please stay.”

Lexa nodded, moving back to sit down, slightly leaning down towards YN, shaking her head.

“Please, don’t ever do that again.”

YN made a face, slightly shaking her head.

“Do what? Protect you? Lexa- that’s my job.”

Lexa shook her head, huffing.

“No, your job is to be by my side.”

“Protecting you. If I have to give my life to ensure that you live, then so be it.”

Lexa shook her head, tears forming in her eyes.

“Please, please don’t say that. You- you mean so much more to me than my protector. I love you.”

YN smiled softly, nodding.

“I love you too.”

Lexa sniffled, shaking her head.

“Marry me.”

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

“What?”

“Marry me. I- I can’t live without you. These past few weeks have been hell. I- I need you by my side, but not as my protector, I need you by my side as my equal.”

YN smiled, running her thumb over the top of Lexa’s hand.

“The commander and her wolf does have a nice ring to it.”

Lea smiled shyly, nodding.

“Is that a yes?”

YN smiled, nodding.

“Yes. A thousand times yes.”

Lexa smiled, leaning down and kissing YN, running her thumb along her cheek bone.

“I love you.”

YN smiled, reaching up and placing her hand on Lexa’s cheek.

“I love you too.”

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[pogueswrld]

THE 100 MASTERLIST

characters I write for from this fandom are below!

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JOHN MURPHY

pillowtalk 🦢🕊️

summary: fem!reader (based on oc) and Bellamy agree to mess with Murphy by flirting together and he gets a little insecure, when she comforts him he decides that words are simply not enough.

shadow love 🥀🕊️

Murphy has a vivid nightmare and y/n helps him through it — gn!poc!reader

love confessions 🕊️

after a long day on camp, murphy's tense and only wants to be around his best friend. After spending some time together, he starts questioning if she should tell her about his feelings for her. Maybe he should just act on them. After all, actions speak louder than words, right?

drunk 🦢

murphy is drunk on his lover, and he's not afraid to show her

riding johnny 🦢

lil drabble of riding murphy

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RAVEN REYES

jealousy jealousy 🕊️

jealous raven x gn!poc!reader

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LEXA KOM TRIKRU

nothing yet :(

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MONTY GREEN

nothing yet :(

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JASPER JORDAN

nothing yet :(

[bellamybellamyblake]

Six Years (Part 1)

Pairing:

Past/Eventual Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader, Platonic Octavia Blake x Fem!Reader

Summary:

Octavia knew who she was now, but you couldn’t figure out what the hell you had become.

Warnings:

Some mf ANGST, themes of mental illness and addiction

Word Count:

1.2k ~roughly~

A/N:

FUCK JASON || I will write a part two if requested

It was just supposed to be a few years. Five to be spent underground, escaping the radiation-soaked earth so Praimfaya could finish ravaging the planet.

The arrangement seemed good on paper, but as soon as those steel doors closed, chaos ensued. Clan leader after clan leader came after Skairipa; everyone wanted the bunker to themselves, despite the initial decision to unite. The youngest Blake held her own, taking each of them down, spouting the same phrase after each and every one of them.

“You are Wonkru or you are the enemy of Wonkru. Choose.”

At some point, they gave in, deciding that living under someone else’s reign was better than dying bloody. It was then that a new energy seeped into the bunker, red stained the walls and ghosts lurked the halls, their reminders to choose or die. No one dared to defy her again.

Now, it felt weird to call Octavia, Octavia. That woman - the one wearing her face - that wasn’t her. That was Bloodreina; a ruthless, unforgiving dictator doing what needed to be done to keep her people alive. You and Miller were the only surviving members of the Hundred in the bunker and there wasn’t a day she didn’t ask you for your council. Along with Kane, Indra and Abby.

All that being said, as she lost more and more of herself, so did you.

Everyone could see what you were doing, why it was you and the Red Queen being judge, jury and executioner. You had seen how things were going and decided to take a page from Clarke’s book. It forced Octavia to split the load, even if she didn’t want to.

We bear it so they don’t have to.

You were doing just that when you pulled the trigger that day; but, you couldn’t stop the guilt that filled your stomach, nor the bile the crawled up your throat at the view of the light leaving that blonde girl’s eyes. You held the sobs in, only letting a few silent tears fall as Kane’s begs echoed through your ears. His attempt to beg for the life of a girl with a target between her eyes, futile.

You had a job to do and only when Bloodreina gripped your arm in support, did the two of you raise your guns.

That’s when you remembered what Lexa used to say.

Love is weakness.

Bang!

Leksa kom Trikru was the last thought you let yourself have of before. If you thought of anything or anyone else, he would slip into your mind. You knew that if he was there with you, none of this would be happening - he would stop it at all costs. That simple fact was overwhelming, leading you to sneak into the infirmary and take the same things as the doctor. You saw the stashes; she was stealing things periodically - so you started pulling from the morphine stock.

The irony didn’t escape you, but it kept you breathing. Every kill, every beating, every memory, sucked the air from your lungs. Eventually, thousands of days bled into nights and not only would he not recognize you anymore, but nobody would. It started getting harder and harder to resemble that person staring at you in the mirror; just as difficult as it was to see whatever was left of Octavia.

Then, you got caught, and the confrontation with Bloodreina was exactly what you expected. However, she was anticipating a fight - a last string of hope that maybe you weren’t all lost, that maybe you still wanted to live. When you confessed at the immediate accusation, you saw a flash of a girl you used to know in her eyes.

A flash of the girl they found hidden under the floor. A flash of the girl you held when her first love was killed in front of her. A flash of the girl that is simply a little sister and a daughter, terrified of seeing what life wanted to throw at her. A flash of Octavia. But it was just that. A flash. For Bloodreina saw no trace of the girl her brother loved, all remnants of who you were, gone.

You broke the rules again and no one, no matter the status, was to be exempt from punishment. The Red Queen knew what she had to do and within two days, you were in the fighting pit being reckless. You had no strategy and relied entirely on how well you handled the axe you grabbed at the jump.

Somehow, at today’s reaping, you and Kane ended as the final two. He stared at the crimson liquid you bathed in, the way your shoulders heaved with each breath, and the tears pooling in your eyes. The only sign you were still in there.

You had forgotten Marcus Kane. You had forgotten that the man who raised you was the man standing in front of you. Your axe was at the ready, almost to his neck, but then your father’s eyes connected to yours and you froze. With a deafening screech, the sword in his hands fell to the ground. His mouth was opened to speak, voice low and comforting - words hitting you directly in the chest.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. If this is what you want, it’s okay.”

Neither you nor Marcus noticed the commotion surrounding you, eyes locked on each other’s. It didn’t matter that a hole had opened up from the ceiling; all you could see was the absolute devastation that lived in his muddy orbs, disguised as reassurance.

It ruined you.

There was a sudden change, a ghost you had given up on ever seeing ever again stood in front of you - a torn type of resistance to his posture. He pushed himself between you and your father, your name spoken precisely and with caution. “What are you doing?”

All other thoughts of the current predicament were discarded, only one thing running through your mind. This cannot be real. Why your head decided to fuck with you now, after almost four full years of never letting him in, was what confused you. You couldn’t fathom why he looked different, he looked older. A beard adorned his face, his hair was longer and it looked like he spent the last decade exercising.

Unconsciously, your arm came down, moving the deadly weapon from play. This didn’t feel like a memory, it felt like a memory being created. You felt yourself be dumbfounded when he repeated the question from before, his voice deeper than you remember.

“Bellamy...”  The name left your lips in a breath, it tasted so foreign, one you hadn’t spoken in years; it didn’t even feel like you were the one that said it. Taking the smallest step towards him, you just wanted to feel him again. It was as if every time you had pushed him away was meaningless; your heart fluttered and the smallest bit of a wish blossomed in your chest.

But he immediately stepped away from you, something unrecognizable in his eyes - it was a look you had never seen someone wear towards you. You gazed at your father, not knowing if it was for support that you weren’t completely lost or confirmation that you had been gone for too long. You couldn’t read him anymore, and you guessed that was your answer.

It snapped you into the reality that you’ve tried to avoid at all costs.

They’re fucking scared of you.

[roguemetalmaster13]

alright, I love reading x reader fics (usually fem! reader, but gender neutral works for me too) for several characters, but I’ve got a small problem here: all the people I like to read for have super bold personalities and I don’t think I’ve seen one fic without something similar to “as they looked so small and fragile as they stood on the corner, shaking” when describing the reader. on the off-chance the reader isn’t a “damsel in distress type,” the reader seems to be written as somewhat...motherly?? like overly-nurturing??? I just feel all icky and blegh when that’s the case. So anyway, I just want imagines where the reader isn’t soft™️ all the damn time but isn’t like a worried parent either. Like make them partners in crime who actively participate in their own lives rather than just obsessing over the character. I get that a lot of people like the “character comes home late and you’ve made dinner” or “you keep a first aid kit at home for them” or “you’re a nurse and they always come in with various injuries” and that’s cool, keep reading that if you’re a fan! but for me, it’s so...not me. it kind of defeats the entire purpose of reading the fic in the first place bc I can’t relate. I want the reader to be just as bold, feisty, and sarcastic as the character they’re with in the imagine without being a douche. Like model the reader after characters like Clarke Griffin, Lexa kom Trikru, Raven Reyes, Hermione Granger, Natasha Romanoff, Valkyrie, and Carol Danvers. Im not saying there can’t be points where the reader is soft or caring, but I dislike when that’s their entire personality. Models for the reader I would dislike areElena Gilbert and Camille O’Connel. I’m not trying to criticize the characters, it’s just that they seem so defined by the trait of kindness that I can’t relate and become aggravated. That might just be me though, especially considering the characters I like reader inserts for.

I’m going to have to write a shit ton of self serving fanfics now....

[wandanatsbaby]

Hello, could you write a Lexa x Skaikru reader where lexa is protective and possessive of reader. Lot of fluff pls

Protective Lexa

Pairing: Lexa X Reader Warnings: Slight dark Lexa? Protective, possessive, mentions of cutting off an arm (not really). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lexa never really let you do anything by yourself. You were always accompanied by either her or one of her personal guards. Even just walking to your room was a problem. You could not go anywhere without one of them but most of the time you did not care. For some reason it brought you comfort to know that she cared about you so much and you know part of her worries came from her finding costias head.

Although this protectiveness soon turned into possesivness. She would constantly leave hickeys all over you and eventually suggested you getting a tattoo of her name. When in meetings you were to sit on her lap as she held you tightly against her and glared at anyone that looked at you the wrong way. 

Hanging out with your friends would turn into her claiming you all night because she believed Octavia had a thing for you (you didn’t dare mention that you two used to be a thing when you first came to the ground). 

She even threatened to cut off a merchants hand while he was tying a bracelet around your wrist. You had to physically drag her away as she muttered under her breath about how only she was allowed to touch you and that he was holding you a little to tight.

While she could be a little over the top sometimes you enjoyed the softer moments where she would protect you or hold you after a long day.

In one of the clans meeting once a guy from Floukru had said something you didn’t quite understand but you knew it was bad when Lexa motioned for you to stand up. Doing so you stood beside her chair as she walked up to the poor guy. She said some words in Trigedasland and although you couldn’t understand Clarke later explained that Lexa had threatened everyone. 

Or the time were one of the grounders had attempted to flirt with you and kept going despite your numerous attempts at denying him. Lexa had showed up right as he backed you into a corner and quickly interfered. You laid in her arms that night sobbing as she rocked you gently while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Lexa also liked to gift you numerous items whether it be a new sketch book, jewerly, candles (you had so many candles), pens, ink, anything you asked for she would get it. You also had a enormous wardrobe as she liked to buy you lots of silk and lace. She also had created your war paint which resembled hers but slightly different. She did that and your hair every morning and you would return the favor. At night she would remove it all and wash you in the bath gently as she left small kisses on your shoulders and tell you how much she loved you.

Lexa was many things a leader, a warrior, some might even call her a killer. But to you she was your hero, saver, lover, your everything. She was your safe place and you were hers.

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White Death - part 2

Pairing: Lexa x Fem!reader

Warnings: grammatical errors, war?, shorter part, swearing

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"You won't survive, Commander. Please think about it," Lexa had heard that sentence a hundred times.

"I'll survive, Titus. I won't just give up. I'll beat her and finally find out who she is."  she said between her teeth.

Titus looked desperate, "It will cost you your life."

"Shut up at last!"  she shouted and returned to her throne.

And let.  And let her not survive.  At least she'll go down in history as the only Commander to try to kill the White Death.

The sun was shining slowly.  The field was still bloody.  People were silent.

Lexa stood in the middle of the field with black paint on her face.  Black against white.

Why did she call me to a duel?

She arrived at exactly that moment.  Again with a great arrival.  She dismounted from her horse to the ground and approached Lexa.

Lexa also approached her.

Y / N smirked.  "You didn't disappoint me, Commander. I knew you were coming."

Lexa didn't smile.  "If I win, you tell me who you are."

Y / N frowned but quickly returned to a neutral expression.  "I will."

Lexa attacked her immediately.  But the White Death pushed her away with ease.  Lexa tried another feint.  White Death did not give up.  She always threw her away with ease.  It took a very long time.  Hours? It was like a fighting with fucking stone

Lexa noticed that White Death didn't want to hurt her in any way.  That made her angry.  "Fight me! Hurt me!"

"Are you sure?"

"I am!"

People watched in shock as White Death pushed Lexa to the ground.  She picked up her sword and aimed it at Lexa's heart.

She closed her eyes.  It was the end.  White Death eventually defeats her.

But she heard only the sinking of a sword into the ground.  "I won't kill you, Lexa kom trikru. I'm not like that. Get up."  she offered her hand, and Lexa stood up in astonishment.

"Why?"  Lexa asked her.  She was pretty close to her.  She could see Y / N 's beautiful face.  At that moment, she didn't look like a strong warrior but like an innocent girl.

What happened to you?

"I'm a White Death and I'll only come when they need me, Lexa kom trikru."  she said familiar words and disappeared on the horse again.  Lexa ran to her.  Y/N waited for her and looked at her.  "You're a strong woman, Lexa. You can do great things in life,"

"Who are you?"  she asked her.

Her smile disappeared.  "You know who I am."

"No. Who are you really?"  Lexa did not give up, though the praise warmed her heart.

"You don't need to know," she muttered, galloping away.  Like always.  And she let her live.  She didn't kill her.  But why did she save her life?  Why did she help her win then?

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Fighting For... Die All, Die Merrily

Summary: We won. Even though we were alone, with no options, we managed to do the impossible and save everyone from the city of light. But even though we won, we still lost. Those who were in the city lost their memories, only to gain them all back, and now they have to live with the things they’ve done. We thought it was over, that we were done fighting, that we had managed to survive. But Alie left with a warning, and it turns out, we’ll never be done fighting. 

Warnings: The 100 Themes so blood and gore I guess

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

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“We made a deal with them to share the space.” “What about our deal with Roan?” “Trikru would rather go to war than live with Azgeda.”

“Roan is my friend. He’s our ally.” “Not anymore.”

“Roan, this doesn’t have to turn into a war.” “It’s already a war.” “Only if you fight it.”

“If anyone can convince mortal enemies to move in together, it’s you.”

“Make me the commander.”

“Wanhei is making a mockery of our faith.”

“You made her a nightblood?” “Not her. Her sister. YN was already a nightblood.”

“It doesn’t matter if Wanhei is a true natblida or not. If anyone can be a natblida, if anyone can take the flame, then we can no longer trust the blood.”

“Lexa Kom Trikru, the last true commander, knew that I was a natblida. It doesn’t matter that Abby made my sister into a natblida. I am a true natblida. If you can’t trust me, then trust your true commander, and your faith.”

“A final conclave. One champion per clan. One death instead of thousands. And whoever wins gets the bunker.” “To the victor gets the spoils.”

“Will you fight, or will you burn?”

“Without guns and without anyone trained in grounder combat, there’s no way we can win.” “That’s not entirely true.”

“Lexa trained me, Indra trained me, Banto trained me. I have grounder combat. Besides, I’m the only one here.”

“If you do this, and you fail, you’ll die. You’ll die and you’ll be breaking your promise not to leave me.” “Then I won’t die.”

I held the sword Lexa had given me in my hands, turning and hitting the dummy, the “clang” resounding through the room.

“YN.”

I turned, seeing Bellamy and Kane walking towards me, Clarke walking behind them, her head down. I took a deep breath, turning and continuing my assault on the dummy.

“What’s up?”

“We need to talk.”

I huffed, shaking my head.

“That’s never a good sign.”

“YN.”

I glanced over at Kane, seeing his arms crossed over his chest, his face set. I took a deep breath, turning and facing them completely, crossing my arms over my chest.

“What is it?”

“We don’t believe you should do this.”

I made a face, scoffing.

“What do you mean? I’m the only one who can. If we don’t have someone to represent us, then we stand no chance at seeing the inside of that bunker. This is the only way we have a chance at surviving. I’m doing it.”

Kane shook his head, glancing at Bellamy before he looked back over at me.

“Octavia is here.”

I made a face, tilting my head to the side.

“She is?”

“She wishes to represent Arkadia. And we’ve all agreed, she’d have a better chance at surviving. She’s fought more using grounder combat than you have. Her chances of survival are higher.”

I scoffed, turning towards Bellamy who refused to look at me.

“You’d rather your sister fight than me?”

He shook his head, glancing over at me.

“I’d rather neither of you fight.”

I huffed, turning back towards Kane.

“Where is Octavia?”

He sighed, glancing at the door. I turned, seeing Octavia standing there, leaning against the door frame. Without saying anything, I walked past them, grabbing Octavia’s arm and pulling her away from the door.

“Hey!” 

I dragged her to a smaller room, closing the door behind us.

“Are you crazy?!”

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Octavia nodded, glancing at me.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

She turned, looking me over. I was wearing a spare grounder outfit for the conclave, my face painted with a half skull.

“If I die, I die. At least I’d go down fighting.”

“O-”

She shook her head, stepping closer to me.

“It’s my decision YN. I know what the odds are. And if I fall, at least Bellamy’ll have you.”

I sighed, nodding as I wrapped my arms around her. She hesitated before she returned the hug, sighing.

“Make sure you kick their asses.”

She nodded, leaning back.

“I will.”

I was standing between Clarke and Bellamy, Kane standing behind us with Jaha as the ceremony started, Bellamy leaning towards me.

“You really think she has a chance?”

I nodded, grabbing his hand and gently squeezing.

“I do.”

“Octavia kom Skaikru, step forward.”

I watched as Octavia stood in front of Gaia, Gaia placing the sigil over her neck.

“Accept the sigil of your clan and fight with honor as their champion.”

Octavia moved to the side where the other champions were as Gaia called the last name.

“Conclave. A battle to the death within the walls of Polis. These warriors will fight until only one remains. When that warrior collects all the sigils from the fallen and delivers them to me, they will be declared the victor. This final champion alone will tell us which clan is meant to survive in the crypt of Bekka Pramheda, and which clans are meant to perish in Praimfaya. Osir koma op daun bilaik slip daun kom bleirone, ba mafta op won bilaik hef em op mou beda.” (We honor those who fall by the sword but follow the one who wields it best.)

“Daun bilaik ai!” (that would be me.)

I made a face as we all turned, my eyes widening when I saw Luna. her face was set as she stalked forward, her voice carrying as she stopped in front of Gaia.

“I’m Luna kom Flokru and I’m the last of my clan.”

Gaia scoffed, glaring at Luna.

“We know who you are, the natblida who ran from her conclave.”

Luna shook her head, huffing.

“I’m not running from this one.”

Gaia turned, pulling the sigil from the bowl, holding it up towards Luna.

“Accept this sigil, Luna kom Flokru, but with your clan gone, who will you fight for?”

Luna yanked the sigil from Gaia, turning and holding it up in the air.

“I fight for no one. I fight for death. When I win, no one will be saved.”

My eyes widened as she slipped the sigil on, everyone murmuring to themselves.

“Skaikru!”

Everyone fell silent as Gaia looked over at us, nodding.

“Three advisors to the Worgeda. The rest of you, report to your designated safe zone. Now.”

“Come on, we have to get her ready.”

Jaha grabbed Kane’s arm, stopping him from walking off.

“This conversation isn’t over. The death wave will be here within three days, and here we are, risking the fate of our people on a blood sport?”

I shook my head, grabbing his hand and pulling it off of Kane’s arm, glaring up at him.

“The fate of all people. You heard Luna.”

Jaha scoffed, shaking his head.

“She’s just one of thirteen.”

“You’re wrong. She’s a nightblood novitiate, which means she trained in combat exactly like this.”

Bellamy made a face, tilting his head to the side.

“You want us to cheat?”

I shook my head, glancing at him.

“No. Luna is just the most qualified to win this conclave now.”

“Besides, you know the rules. If we break them, we lose, and if we lose, we die.”

Jaha scoffed, shaking his head.

“The rules are not the problem, Marcus. The game is. Even if we stop Luna, even if Octavia finds a way to win, does anyone truly believe that the grounders will accept Skaikru as the lone survivors?”

“Yes, because the conclave is sacred to them.”

Kane nodded, crossing his arms over his chest.

“She’s right, Thelonious. They’ll honor the winner. Like it or not, we’re all grounders now. You get our people to the safe zone. We’ll have Octavia ready for the fight. The rest is, the rest is up to her.”

I turned towards Clarke, grabbing her hand.

“I’ll see you after.”

She nodded, squeezing my hand.

“I’ll see you after.”

I turned, grabbing Bellamy’s outstretched hand, walking beside him after Kane. I turned before we walked out of the room, seeing Clarke and Jaha talking before they were gone from my view.

I stood at the doorway, watching as Luna swung her sword to the dummy, slicing the head off.

“You’ve changed.”

She turned, glancing at me, scoffing.

“Mighty Wanhei, have you come to change my mind?”

I shook my head, pushing off the doorframe, walking towards Luna.

“No. I don’t see a point in wasting my breath. There’s more important things at stake here.”

She scoffed, turning and stabbing the dummy.

“Say your peace, Wanhei.”

I sighed, sitting down on the bench, watching as Luna practiced.

“You’ve changed.”

“So you’ve said.”

I huffed, rolling my eyes.

“You refused to fight when we came to ask you for help. Now you’re here, fighting to save, what, yourself?”

Luna huffed, shooting me a look.

“Like you said, I’ve changed.”

I shook my head, sighing.

“No. I don’t believe that. You told me fighting’s not always the answer.”

She stopped, glancing over at me, making a face. I shrugged, standing up.

“I wasn’t completely out of it. I remember what you said. This isn’t who you are Luna. you’re not this person, you’re a keeper of the peace.”

Luna scoffed, shaking her head.

“Not anymore. My people are dead. All of them. This is retribution. This is fair.”

I shook my head, huffing.

“No, this is you being petty. What happened to your people was not our fault. It wasn’t anyone’s fault here. You’re placing blame when there’s no blame to place. You’re my friend Luna, and I’m telling you, this is wrong. What you’re doing is wrong. You’re reasoning is wrong. My people tried to help your people. But it was too late to save them.”

She growled, spinning towards me, placing her sword at my neck. I winced slightly as her sword cut my neck, glancing at her.

“Your blood, our blood, was a last resort and I- I wish it worked, I do. But this bunker, it could save us. Praimfaya is going to be the end of everything as we know it. If you want to keep the bunker all to yourself, fine, but do it for the right reasons. Not because you're angry at circumstance.”

I turned, walking towards the door.

“When I face Octavia in the battle, I will kill her.”

I shook my head, turning back towards Luna.

“She’ll kill you first.”

Kane was talking to Octavia, giving her pointers as Bellamy stood off to the side. I shook my head, as I walked towards them, looking down at where Octavia was sitting.

“None of this matters.”

Octavia and Kane made a face, turning towards me.

“What?”

I shook my head, huffing.

“You don’t need any of this.”

Bellamy nodded, stepping forward.

“She’s right. When the horn blows, just stay out of sight and let the others thin out the competition.”

“You want me to hide?”

I shook my head, sighing softly.

“No, O. You just don’t need to go up against the strongest warriors from every clan.”

“I came here to fight.”

“You were the girl under the floor. Use that, just like mom taught us.”

She clenched her jaw when Kane nodded, stepping forward.

“They’re right. You don’t have to kill all twelve warriors.”

Octavia nodded, clenching her jaw.

“I just have to kill the last one.”

“Ambassadors and advisors, to the tower. Champions, to your flags.”

Octavia nodded, standing up. She looked between us all, sighing.

“May we meet again.”

Bellamy nodded, watching her as she grabbed her sword.

“Damn right we will.”

Bellamy walked towards me, grabbing my hand. He made a face, placing his hand under my chin, slightly running his fingers over the cut Luna had made on my neck.

“What happened?”

“Luna.”

He made a face, shaking his head as I grabbed his hand, pulling him to the door.

“Why?”

“I tried talking to her.”

Bellamy shook his head, gently squeezing my hand as we walked up the stairs.

“Why?

I shrugged, sighing as I laughed slightly.

“I don’t know. I guess I thought I could change her mind.”

I shook my head as we walked into the room, sighing softly.

“I don’t think it worked though.”

“The first two champions have fallen.” Gael Kom Ingranronakru, yu gonplei ste odon.”

Bellamy grabbed my hand, squeezing as Gaia walked to another pillar.

“Please don’t be her.”

“Fio Kom Trikru, yu gonplei ste odon.”

“Octavia’s still out there.”

Bellamy shook his head, turning.

“Couldn’t even tell her I loved her, even with the world ending.”

I shook my head, moving so I was standing in front of him, drawing his attention to me.

“She knows Bellamy. I promise, she knows.”

He nodded slightly, grabbing me and pulling me to him, wrapping his arms around me, shaking his head.

“I don't know what I’d do if you were the one fighting.”

I grinned, wrapping my arms around him.

“Freak out like you’re doing now.”

He huffed a laugh, nodding.

“Probably.” 

“Sangedarkru is no more.”

“Blue cliff warrior just killed him with a bow. I just saw it.”

Kane made a face, tilting his head to the side. 

“So?”

“So we saw her before the fight. She didn’t have a bow. She had two swords.”

Kane nodded, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yeah, the corvo blades. She could've picked up a bow off the battlefield.”

Bellamy shook his head, looking around, making a face.

“What is it?”

He looked around the room, shaking his head.

“Echo’s gone.”

Bellamy stalked forward, Kane shaking his head as he grabbed his arm, pulling him back.

“Bellamy, Bellamy wait.”

Bellamy shook his head, glaring up at Kane.

“My sister is down there. Echo is cheating, and I’m gonna stop her.”

“You don’t even know it’s her. It could be anyone down there.”

I shook my head, sighing.

“We know who it is.”

“Then one of Gaia’s scouts will find her, and Ice nation will be punished.”

I shook my head, looking over at Kane.

“They’ll never catch her. Echo’s a spy. This is what she does.”

“Listen to me. You get caught on that battlefield, we all pay the price. They’ll execute Octavia, and all our people will be left to die.”

“If I’m right, then Azgeda has two people in this fight and we die anyway. And you think I should just stay here and do nothing?”

Kane sighed, shaking his head.

“No. No. You wait until it’s dark, so you don’t get caught.”

“Let me come with you.”

Bellamy shook his head, looking over at me.

“No. It’s too dangerous.”

I threw my hands up, scoffing.

“Which is exactly why I should come with you!”

He shook his head, grabbing my hands in his, pulling me closer to him.

“No, because if you come with me, then I’ll only be worried about you. You take up all my thoughts. And as much as I love that, and you, right now I need to focus on finding Echo and stopping her.”

I sighed, looking down at the ground. Bellamy placed his fingers under my chin, gently forcing me to look up at him.

“I promise, nothing’s gonna happen. I’ll come back to you.”

I nodded, leaning up and kissing him softly.

“You better.”

“Roan of Azgeda, your fight is over.”

Gaia turned, nodding slightly. 

“Octavia kom Skaikru is victorious. The crypt of the first commander belongs to her people.”

Octavia shook her head, glancing down at me. I nodded, offering her a small smile. 

“I wasn’t fighting for Skaikru today. I thought I was fighting for myself, but now I know that’s not true, either. I was fighting for us all. Skaikru will not take the bunker alone. We will share it equally because we are equal. We are one clan, and we will survive Praimfaya together. Teina.”

I smiled as I walked towards Octavia, Kane following behind me, catching what Indra said to Octavia.

“Lincoln would be so proud of you.”

Octavia nodded at Indra before she turned, nodding at me and Kane as we stopped in front of Octavia. I smiled at her, grabbing her arm.

“You did good, O.”

Kane shook his head, looking down at Octavia.

“There won’t be enough room for all our people.”

Octavia huffed, shaking her head as she looked up at him.

“It’s unity day, Kane.”

She turned towards me, making a face.

“Where’s my brother?”

Bellamy groaned as he came to, catching the tail end of what Miller had said as he sat up, looking around, seeing Clarke and Jaha.

“What the hell did you do?”

Jaha shook his head, glancing at Bellamy.

“If only one clan could survive, it might as well be ours.”

Bellamy turned towards Clarke, disbelief in his voice.

“Clarke, you agreed to this?”

“It was her idea.”

Jaha turned, walking out of the room as Bellamy stared at Clarke, Clarke refusing to look at him.

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Fighting For... Heavy Lies the Crown

Summary: We won. Even though we were alone, with no options, we managed to do the impossible and save everyone from the city of light. But even though we won, we still lost. Those who were in the city lost their memories, only to gain them all back, and now they have to live with the things they’ve done. We thought it was over, that we were done fighting, that we had managed to survive. But Alie left with a warning, and it turns out, we’ll never be done fighting.

Warnings: The 100 Themes so blood and gore I guess

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

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Previously:

“Skaikru did this to us. Because of them, Ontari, your rightful commander is dead! This imposter stole her flame!” “No! Wanhei saved us, all of us! Grounder and Skaikru!”

“Azgeda has no authority here.” “We do now.”

“Nuclear reactors inside power plants that survived the bombs are melting down. Radiation levels are already rising. If we can’t figure out a way to fix it, all of us will be dead in six months.”

“I’ll be okay.” “You better be. Because if anything happens to you, just remember who you’re dating.”

“If you kill him, you won’t have to worry about Skaikru coming after you Echo- you’ll have to worry about me.”

“So much for the powerful Wanhei.”

“I know what you are, demon.” “It’s Wanhei to you.”

“Echo told me something about you.” “Glad to know someones been thinking about me.” “I wonder- if what she told me is true.”

“Roan knows about Praimfaya. I promised him I’d find a plan to save all of our people.”

“That’s not all is it?” “I promised him I’d give him the flame.” “What? How could you?! It wasn’t yours to give!” “Maybe not, but it’s the reason we’re all still alive. I’m sorry Clarke, but it was the only way.”

“Roan knows I’m a natblida.”

“Until another ascends, Azgeda honors and will defend the coalition of the last true commander, Lexa Kom Trikru, including the 13th clan. Let it be known that an attack against Skaikru is an attack against us all.”

“Okay princesses, what now?” “That’s not my name.” “Now we survive.”

“We’ve been at this for two days. There must be something we’re not thinking of. What if we could reach the nearest nuclear reactor?”

Raven shook her head, sighing.

“I told you, the meltdown started months ago. There’s no magic button to turn them off. Today this isn’t black rain but it will be soon. That’s why we have to focus on riding out the radiation, finding someplace safe and big enough to hold all five hundred of us.”

I shook my head, looking over at Raven.

“This isn’t just about saving us. I made a promise to Roan. it’s about saving everyone.”

“That’s why we need to tell everyone. Crowdsource it. If there’s another Mount Weather out there, the grounders will know about it.”

Bellamy huffed, slightly shaking his head as he looked over at Raven.

“You think they’re just gonna tell us? Just like that? If you tell everybody they’re going to die, the Coalition is over, Roan falls and the grounders will be at our gate.”

“Then just tell our people.”

Raven turned towards Clarke, sighing softly.

“We need more minds on this problem. On the Ark, people volunteered for the Culling because they were told the truth and given a choice.”

She shook her head, looking over at me.

“A choice your dad died for.”

I huffed, shaking my head.

“That’s only part of it Raven a-”

Clarke stepped forward, moving so she was slightly standing in front of me.

“You think we’ve forgotten that?”

Bellamy shook his head, looking between us all.

“Okay, we tell everybody the truth as soon as we have a viable solution. Without one, it’ll start a panic.”

Raven shook her head, huffing.

“You don’t know that.”

“That’s it!”

I jumped, all of us turning towards where Monty was sitting.

“What are you talking about?”

“Think. Alpha station survived for ninety-seven years in space, through elevated radiation levels and extreme temperature fluctuations. Sound familiar? All we have to do is patch up the ship. We’re standing in our viable solution.”

“If you get into trouble, just show this.”

Clarke handed Bellamy the Azgeda seal, Bellamy nodding.

“Got it, thanks.”

Bellamy turned, yelling as I walked towards them.

“Load up!”

He looked back at Clarke, smiling softly when he saw me, stopping beside Clarke.

“You could still come with us.”

Clarke shook her head, sighing.

“I can’t. Arkadia is just plan b. It doesn’t help the grounders. I’m not stopping until we have a solution that saved everyone.”

Bellamy nodded, slightly, looking down at her.

“We save who we can save today.”

Clarke nodded, offering me a small smile before she turned, walking back to the Ark. I looked up at Bellamy, sighing softly.

“You promise you’ll come back?”

Bellamy nodded, stepping closer to me.

“I promise, I’ll come back.”

“I wish I was going with you.”

Bellamy shook his head, placing his hand under my chin, gently forcing me to look up at him. 

“We’ve been over this, it-”

“It’s not safe for me to be seen right now. Everyone by now knows what I’ve done, there’ll be a target on my back for it. Wanhei, hiding in the shadows.”

I shook my head, stepping back. 

“I know. I’ve heard it all before.”

Bellamy sighed, reaching towards me, grabbing me and pulling me back to him, leaning down and pressing our foreheads together.

“I’m coming back. You hear me? I’m coming back to you. I won’t ever leave you.”

I shook my head, biting the inside of my cheek to keep the tears at bay.

“You’re leaving me now.”

I sniffled, stepping back.

“You- we promised. We wouldn’t leave each other. We’d stay together, by each other’s side.”

“YN-”

I shook my head, sniffling as I reached up, wiping my tears.

“I’m sorry. I- I don’t know why-”

I stepped forward, closing the distance between us, softly kissing him.

“I love you.”

Bellamy reached for me, but I stepped back, shaking my head as I looked up at him.

“Be careful, okay?”

Bellamy nodded, opening his mouth to say something when I turned, walking back towards the Ark. I heard Bellamy yell, and I turned, watching as the rover drove out of Arkadia.

I made a face when I saw Jaha walk away from Raven and Clarke, Raven shooting Clarke a look before she walked off. I walked towards her, stopping in front of her.

“You okay?”

Clarke jumped slightly, turning towards me and nodding.

“Of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?”

I shrugged, tilting my head to the side.

“I don’t know, maybe because you have this look.”

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

“Look?”

“Yeah, like you're bothered by something.”

I looked down at the ground, kicking the dirt.

“I know that we’re not really close, not like sisters- twins should be, and I’m sorry. That’s my fault, I can- I see that now. But you have to know, no matter what, you’re my sister and I’m here for you.”

Clarke offered me a small smile, nodding.

“I know. And it’s not entirely your fault either. It’s mine too, and everyone else who had a say in what we didn’t.”

I nodded, looking up at her.

“But seriously, what’s wrong?”

“Six months. We’ve six months to find a solution that saves everyone.”

“I’m sorry.”

Clarke shook her head, reaching out and grabbing my hand.

“Stop. It’s not your fault.”

“But I’m the one-”

“If I was in your position, I would’ve done the same thing. Because what you did saved us. You gave us a fighting chance. Azgeda would’ve killed us if not for you. So stop saying your sorry. And stop blaming yourself.”

I huffed, shaking my head.

“Easier said than done.”

“Where is it?”

Bellamy looked over at Raven, shaking his head.

“We didn’t get the machine.”

“It didn’t survive the landing?”

Bellamy glanced at Clarke, taking a deep breath.

“No, it did. But I had a choice, bring the machine home or use it to save them.”

“Oh we are so screwed.”

“We have time, but I am not sacrificing any more innocent lives.”

Clarke looked back at those being taken to medical, shaking her head.

“You just did.”

“I made the call, and I’ll live with it.”

Raven scoffed, shaking her head.

“Yeah, you’re not the only one who was to live with your call, as usual.”

“Go tell them. Go tell Riley I should’ve left him to die.”

“Okay, how many of us will the ship sustain without a hydro-generator.”

“No more than a hundred.”

“What am I supposed to tell people now?”

“The truth. Crowdsource it like we were talking about.”

Clarke nodded, looking over at Raven.

“Call for a general meeting.”

Raven nodded, turning and walking off. Bellamy turned towards Clarke, looking down at her.

“What are you gonna do?”

“Hope that there’s a forgiving god.”

“YN.”

I looked up, seeing Clarke walking into the room.

“What is it?”

Clarke sighed, stopping near me.

“I need your help.”

I nodded, standing up.

“Let’s go.”

Clarke shook her head, grabbing my hand when I went to walk past her.

“It’s more complicated than that.”

I made a face, looking her over.

“What is it?”

“We’re telling the people. But we’re not telling them. I need your help to do it.”

I nodded, grabbing her hand, gently squeezing it.

“Whatever you need Clarke, I’m there.”

“So now you know the truth. We know you’re afraid. We know you’re angry-”

Clarke looked over at me, nodding. I stepped forward, looking the crowd over.

“When I shut down Alie, I knew there was a way for us to get through this together. Alpha station is that way. Every single one of us will survive on this ship. It won’t be easy.”

“Raven needs volunteers if we’re gonna get it ready in time. It’ll be a lot of work, but now you understand why we need to do it. If we stick together, we give you our word, we won’t just survive.”

“We’ll thrive.”

Everyone started to murmur as me and Clarke walked towards Raven, Raven glaring at us both when I caught sight of Bellamy, causing me to look anywhere but him.

“Nice speech.”

“Sometimes hope is more important than the truth.”

“Your dad would be so proud.”

I turned towards Raven, crossing my arms over my chest as I glared at her.

“You wanted workers. Now you’ve got them.”

Raven matched my glare before she turned, yelling.

“Everyone to the hangar bay. Now!”

Raven walked off, Bellamy looking down at us both.

“We save who we can save today.”

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Snow - Anya kom Trikru x Fem!Reader - S1-2 AU

Anya kom Trikru x Fem!reader, set in an AU of season 1, reader sees snow for the first time and its all warm and fluffy and Anya's just silently falling more and more for this lovable idiot that is the reader

A/n: I wrote my own request just to remember what I wanted to write...

You were born on the Arc. That meant artificial light, a constant machine hum and filtered air. That changed when you were arrested and put in the Sky Box until you’d turn 18 then you’d be floated.

You were never floated. Instead you were dumped on what was assumed a toxic planet because the Arc prioritised their survival and deemed you as expendable.

Anya didn’t see you that way.

The first time she saw you, you were looking around in child-like wonder, overwhelmed by the sounds, tastes, sights, the colours of the trees, the rushing of water down the river. What caught her attention the most was the grin on your face at the bright purple butterflies flying by.

Anya blended in with her surroundings until she decided not to. You were alone and defenseless. Your happiness turned to fear as the acid fog began to approach. The humming of the horn grabbing Anya’s attention causing her to move into action.

She swooped you up in her arms and carried you away. You didn’t even fight, you were like a scared kitten clinging to her as she carried you back to her camp after the acid fog had faded.

The other grounders watched in confusion, ready to strike at your vulnerable person until Anya glared at them. You had no idea what she was saying but they didn’t hurt you. 

Anya kept you on the floor of her tent most days, you were tied up but eventually you just sat there, watching her and any other grounders in there, working on plans for whatever. You were beginning to grasp the language from listening alone.

Anya paused in her planning by herself as she looked over, hearing you mumble broken Trigedasleng under your breath. You weren’t even looking at her, you were focused on the floor, mumbling.

“You’re pronouncing it wrong.” 

Anya’s voice made you flinch. You didn’t see the internal turmoil that caused her before she stood up and approached, noticing you watching carefully.

“Ai laik Anya kom Trikru...” Anya began causing you to frown slightly.

“Ai...laik...Y/n kom...Skaikru?” You hesitated before responding causing Anya to smirk slightly. .”Your name is Y/n?” 

You nodded at this causing Anya to smile. “My name is Anya.”

///

Your relationship with Anya kindled from that moment as Lexa and Clarke worked together to take down the Mountain Men, Anya was never taken by the Mountain as she remained with you...

You were sleeping under the furs of Anya’s bed when a shuffling woke you up. Your eyes opened to Anya gently nudging you awake from your place in her arms. 

“There’s something outside you should see...” She whispered, this warm fluffy side of her common to only you and Lexa.

You looked at Anya in confusion before she dragged you out of bed to get dressed for what she wanted to show you.

You paused as you stepped outside the tent to an intense bright light reflecting from the white powder on the ground.

“Y/n come on!” Octavia shouted as she, Clarke and Raven were playing in the whiteness. “What is it?” you mumbled, feeling Anya approach behind you as you crouched down to touch it.

“Snow.” Anya whispered, smiling slightly as Raven aimed a snowball for your face.

You squeaked at the coldness on your face, looking back at Anya in shock.

“It’s cold...” You stated with a pout on your lips before Octavia ran over and grabbed your hand, pulling you to join in.

Anya smiled to herself as she stood by Lexa and Lincoln who were watching you and your friends.

“To think love used to be seen as weakness...” Lincoln remarked causing Lexa to bite her lip and Anya to look stoic still. “There is strength in love...” She admitted causing Lexa to look at her with wide eyes for a while. Anya’s reaction to this was broken by your laughter as you hit Clarke in the face with a snowball.

It was a while later that you were soaked and shivering that Anya quite literally walked over and picked you up, carrying you away. Your red cheeks contrasting the snow quite strongly, from the cold and your blush...

After a bit, you were curled up under the furs of Anya’s bed in her tent again, the skin on skin contact with your lover warming you up as she held you close. Your eyes slowly began to shut as your ear listened along to her heartbeat.

“Ai hod yu in...” Anya whispered quietly, knowing you were falling asleep.

“I love you too...” you whispered back before you succumbed to your slumber in Anya’s arms...