#the100 crack

[who-needs-reality-anyways]

[butmakeitgayblog]

What's the difference between clexa and lexark?

Aldjdkslk anybody who knows what lexarke is deserves financial compensation 🥴

No but uhhh the difference is that Lexarke is the crack ship fans created from The100 and FTWD crossover. They created a nonexistent OC named Elyza Lex (think post apoc modern Clarke who rode motorcycles and carried a barbed wire bound bat and or shotgun) and transplanted her Australian ass into FTWD to ship with Alicia Clark. Complete headassery circa 2016-2017. What a time to be alive.

[smilingthoughts]

Bellarkers trying to keep the Bellarke dream alive:

Jason so far this season:

[smilethoughts-blog1]

Clarke deserves better you guys

Can we please stop alienating Clarke from her friends already! It's bad enough that for 6 years she couldn't spend time with her friends and now she will never get that time with Monty and Harper. Clarke, who was one of Monty's first friends on the ground. This is sad and I'm still sobbing.

So please no more alienating Clarke

[yaspergreen]

Bellamy Blake ghostwrote this.

[forever-is-made-of-nows]

Clarke: sorry i tried to kill your sister

Bellamy: lol yeah Clarke that was a low moment what tf were you thinking that's such a bad plan my sister my responsibility i would never ever hurt O the one whom i live for and would never hurt ever what a dumb idea

*clarke is in danger*

Bellamy: looks like it's about time to try and kill my sister

[kilibaggins]

[rae0fsunsh1ne]

You know you have a problem when you hear someone say "Bob Marley" (talking about the iconic musician) and your instinct is to correct them to "Bob Morley"

[incorrectlythe100]

Clarke: I like you how I like my emotions

Bellamy: Clarke, I don’t understand

Clarke: Buried deep inside me

Bellamy: ...

Bellamy: What? Clarke, wait, just wait - fuck WHAT-

[poppykru]

for @ms-mojo-risin71​

insp.

[jedikris]

[gracewalliss]

Clarke, Raven, Jordan, Niylah and Miller – the immortals, if you will – arrive on Nakara and, after shouting their friends’ names into the vast icy wilderness one (1) time, determine with 100% certainty that their princesses are in another castle.

{This is so silly. It’s a WHOLE PLANET! Bellamy could be three days walk in either direction, or over the next hill, asleep! Plus, what if it was like on Bardo and people lived underground?? They could have so easily missed them!}

[smilingthoughts]

Bellamy right now waiting for his red priestess to arrive:

[cascowriteswords]

a tuesday afternoon sneak peak

i fell from the sky (and then i fell for you). Chapter 7 to be released soon.

There are hands on her shoulders, pressing her down into the soft surface her body is set on with a strength that is belied by the slenderness of the fingers which dig into her skin in an effort to hold her down. “Clarke, you need to stay still. Beja,” the voice says, soft but strained and full of concern. “Don’t just stand there, get Abby!” the voice is louder then, any traces of softness gone - it’s more familiar to her that way, she finds. 

The longer Clarke feels like she is being engulfed by flames licking her skin, the more she becomes accustomed to it. She doesn’t know how long she had been awake and screaming for, but gradually they start to die down until she is only groaning and hissing in pain. She still fights against the hands holding her down to the bed, although she isn’t sure why exactly - she just knows instinctively that somehow, moving helps. 

She doesn’t think to open her eyes until suddenly there is another set of hands on her. She fights harder, then, both due to the fact that there are now at least two people touching her and that she can hardly see anything. Her vision is blurry and her eyelids feel like there are entire beaches of sand beneath them. “I need her still enough to get an IV back in so I can sedate her. She ripped hers out.” That voice is familiar, too, and the fight starts to go out of her, half of her own accord and half because her body simply has nothing left to give. She blinks hard and her vision clears as she feels cold metal against her skin and then a sting she is surprised she can differentiate from the rest of her burning body. 

Finally able to see, she locks onto wide, hazel grey eyes that search hers frantically just before she feels a warmth flowing through her veins and her vision goes black again. 

[commandermadi]

bellarke incorrect quotes (3/?) insp.

[sofil-eiva]

I don't even watch the100 anymore but wtf