#Finn Collins x 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

[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 🤧❤️

[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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[littleskittles325]

About me/what I write

About me: I absolutely love 60-90’s music, I live to write and draw, I love all David Bowie songs and movies.

Message me if you have a request! 📱

Right now I’m writing smut/fluff/angst(try) with

Avatar

Guns’n roses

Queen

Joe Quinn

Jamie campbell bower

Stranger things

(smut:only 18+)

The 100

David Bowie

If you have any others I can try to do those too!

Accepting any requests for them!

I only write with female main character

I will see all requests from 9am-10pm

Updates:

5/26-working on 6 posts at the moment! Get ready🌸

7/9- working on pt.3 of something new and two more posts.🌟

8/14- I’m sorry for not posting,everything has been real crappy this past month. I have 4 stories upcoming.

12/23-New story posted, part 2 for sweet words, dirty thought coming soon!

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[petrichor-idyllic]

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Requests can be as detailed as you want, but give me the preferred pronouns for the one-shot, or I will default use they/them.

The characters and universes I write for are listed below - character names in bold already have fics written about them, but I write for all on this list. Media and shows I don't feel comfortable writing smut or explicit content for, for whatever reason, is stated in green in that subsection and character masterlist.

○ FLUFF | □ SPICE | ● ANGST | ■ SMUT |• HEADCANONS

◇ FEM! READER | ☆ GN! READER | 《》 MASC! READER

OUTERBANKS

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JJ MAYBANK | RAFE CAMERON | KIARA CARRERA | JOHN B. ROUTLEDGE | SARAH CAMERON | POPE HEYWARD

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

DAEMON TARGARYEN | RHAENYRA TARGARYEN | ALICENT HIGHTOWER | SER CRISTON COLE | AEMOND TARGARYEN | AEGON TARGARYEN | JACAERYS VELARYON - NO SMUT OR EXPLICIT CONTENT FOR THIS CHARACTER | SER GWAYNE HIGHTOWER | HELAENA TARGARYEN

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THE MAZE RUNNER

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MULTI-CHARACTER

THOMAS | MINHO | NEWT | TERESA | FRYPAN | GALLY | BRENDA | ALBY

(NOTE: Newt is canonically gay, confirmed by the author of TMR: James Dashner. Therefore, I will only write Masc and Gender-neutral reader out of respect for the character.)

THE 100

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CLARKE GRIFFIN | JOHN MURPHY | BELLAMY BLAKE | OCTAVIA BLAKE | FINN COLLINS | JASPER JORDAN | MONTY GREEN | RAVEN REYES | HARPER MCLNTYRE

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THE MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

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INDIVIDUAL CHARACTERS

(These are one-off characters I will write for and what they are from.)

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY | Call of Duty

RODRICK HEFFLEY | Diary of a Wimpy Kid - NO SMUT OR EXPLICIT CONTENT FOR THIS CHARACTER

MARCUS LOPEZ ARGUELLO | Deadly Class

BILLY BUTCHER | The Boys

MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

CICADA: OUTER BANKS FANFIC IDEA

Mazz Introduction

THE MAZE RUNNER FANFIC IDEA

Vol and friends introduction

[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?

[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

[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

[violets-page]

Heart on Fire pt.3

You’re Finn’s half sister and after Lexa kills him you make it your goal to return the favor.

enemies-to-lovers | word count 4.9k | series

This chapter is dedicated to the lovely @sonyadevillesbabygirl​ ╰(*°▽°*)╯

MASTERLIST | SERIES PLAYLIST | PT.2

You were with Clarke heading home when the assassin struck. The wind was cool and your torn shirt had been replaced with one of Lexa’s (you were going to tear it off but when you stepped outside the freezing air made you reconsider.) a light shawl accompanying it. You had stopped so that Abby could gather some water (much to Clarke’s disdain.)

You however were enjoying the view, the soft chirping of birds and the beauty of the surrounding nature almost made you forget about the problems around you. Until the man next to you fell off his horse with a loud thud. You were dragged to the floor by one of the grounders Lexa had sent to monitor your injuries'. He pulled you low as Clarke took off on her horse to find the shooter.

You wasted no time in pushing the man off and chasing after her. She was at the top of a hill, a man in a hazmat suit lay screaming and clutching his leg as Octavia ransacked his backpack. She stood over The mountain man clutching a stack of papers. As you neared you recognized your own face in the photos circled by a series of sickeningly red question marks. As Clarke flipped through them you noticed it wasn't the only one you were in. The photos where multiple shots of things. The grounder camp, camp Jaha, Bellamy, and finally Clarke and Lexa circled in red. Octavia stood on the other side of Clarke peering at the photos, at the last one she spoke up.

“You and Lexa were the targets.” The fact that someone other than you wanted Lexa dead came as a small shock to you, though you understood why.

When Indra heard this she turned to you. You had become a sort of messenger, communicating information between grounders and sky people. Lexa had suggested it to Clarke and seeing how your other option was lockup, you graciously accepted the offer.

“Ride to Tondc, inform the commander.” You nodded and clambered rather clumsily onto the closest horse. Before you could take of Clarke pulled one of Raven’s makeshift walkie-talkies from her bag and thrust it into your arms.

“In case you need to contact us.” You gave her a quick nod and small smile before galloping off.

The ride back was not nearly as peaceful, the horse jolted, tossing you back and forth as you tried to steer it. It failed to listen to you and you prayed it knew what it was doing. Its abrupt stop at the gates of the grounder camp had you grabbing its hair to keep from flying forward.

You quickly dismounted stumbling a bit when your feet hit the still earth. It had been communicated that you were the new messenger, so when you asked for Lexa that’s where you were taken. The large village was confusing and seemed to have no true layout besides Lexa being located at the center.

Her building was two stories high but also incredibly large. The layout was similar to your Ark textbook’s graphics of what an old school would look like.

A bald man with a faint scar running across the entirety of his face met you at the door. He led you through the winding halls to a large set of double doors, tossing them in with little effort. He shot you a look you couldn’t much interpret before entering.

The room was stunning. Candles were scattered everywhere, their flickering yellow flame illuminating the room. The concrete floor was covered with an array of mismatch rugs, leading to a  large wooden chair situated in the center.

Her familiar figure sat on the throne, surrounded by others. They spoke to her in aggravated whispers but her eyes immediately latched onto you. She spoke to the man closest to her, her eyes never leaving your figure. With a simple hand motion, she cleared the room. Only you and the bald man remained.

He got to his knees in front of her, gripping your sleeve trying to tug you down with him. Lexa smirked when you stepped away from him and remained standing. He glared at you from his lowered position, an unfriendly scowl on his face.

“That's alright Titus, you may leave.” He rose begrudgingly, still watching you as he walked away. When the doors clanked shut she spoke again.

“Back so soon?” her hands were folded delicately in her lap as she watched you with playful eyes. Every time she spoke you felt yourself bubbling with anger, pushing you over the edge like no one else could. Your brows raised softly as you shoot back at her.

“Not like anyone there misses me. You took care of that.” Her faintly pleasant expression quickly became one of subtle furry. She spoke harshly, you almost flinched as she spat the words out.

“Let. it. go.” She had told you before, that by sparing you, you were indebted to her. It was either die or obey. That didn’t mean you had to make it pleasant for her. You spat right back with almost as much fierceness. Almost.

“I don’t know how.” The silence that followed was deafening. You clenched your jaw to keep your lip from trembling. You recognized the look on her face, it was one Clarke and Bellamy often tossed your way. Pity.

It seemed like you stood there bathing in the silence for hours. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes.

“Why have you come here y/n.” The original deal was that you would stay by her side, under her eye at at her disposal. But after your blatant distaste for the commander she had allowed you to go back, reemerging only when necessary.

“There was an assassination attempt on Clarke, you were also a target, and-” and maybe me too. That part didn’t feel necessary so you let it fade.

She nodded slowly, waiting for you to continue. “Clarke gave me a radio, I’m supposed to stay here and relay information.” Clarke had given you a radio and well, you'd rather stay here, accompanied by Lexa’s scrutinizing eyes than Abby and Clarke’s controlling presence, pity looks, and constant lectures.

She nodded again, this time even slower and you got the feeling she didn’t believe you. If that was the case she made no comment about it.

*   *   *   *   *   *   *   *

Lexa had given you a room to yourself, it was massive, Larger than any room on the Ark, not that you could much remember it. When she finally left you alone you reached for the radio quickly patching through to Raven.

“Raven, It’s y/n, any word from Bellamy?” There was such a long pause of silence that you doubted the use of the radio, but finally, it kicked on.

“No, but...” her hesitation prepared you for the worst. “They’ve started bleeding them.”

Your chest hurt, these kids, kids who helped feed and protect you, to keep you alive- keep each other alive. They were dying while you stood around being pampered by a commander. Your skin crawled at the thought.

“If we don't hear from him in two days I’ll go in.” You had always been prepared to die if it was a worthy cause. Raven was silent on the other line before she gave a faint sight.

“Alright. But he’ll radio in. I know it.” You nodded, more to yourself than anyone else before slipping the radio onto a wooden log, acting as a nightstand for the bed.

The bed. It was enormous, surrounded by a long loose canopy, carefully sewn from scrap fabrics. You ran your hands along the fur blankets that covered it. It was insanely soft, its multicolored coating called to you. You sat at the edge of the bed, it dipped under your weight. That alone shocked you enough to make you stand. In the skybox, criminals were given hard mattresses and a single pillow. And on the Earth you had no bed at all, you slept in hammocks or on the ground.

Thinking of the hammocks made you think of your friends, the friends who were probably sleeping in cold cages right now. You gripped the blanket, dragging it to the floor, there was a fur rug, closely matching your blanket. You laid across it, curling up in the warmth of the fur. This was the greatest luxury you would allow yourself.

*   *   *   *   *   *   *   *

Your next few days consisted of standing behind Lexa during meetings and occasionally speaking on behalf of the sky people. (Although no one but Lexa truly wanted to hear you).

The cuts and tears on your body had almost fully healed due to the poultice that was applied on them daily. Lexa had come to your room the second night with a large jar of the foul-smelling goop. She had you show her all of your injuries, after showing each she would apply the cool paste across them. The rapid temperature change sent shivers up your spine. With each cut she touched the looks of sadness on her face deepened. By the third night of her applying them you got fed up with it. Her face, her fingers trailing gently along your body, the way it made your heart pitter-patter in your chest... It was too much to take.

You had snatched the jar from her hands before hastily applying the goop to all the remaining cuts and tears. In your rush, much of the gloop fell to the floor and stained your toes. She watched you, clearly frustrated but unwilling to snatch the jar back or protest. Instead, she stood watching you until you had deemed the job good enough. You had finished in a fourth of the time it took Lexa to do the job. From that point on nights consisted of her wordlessly dropping off the jar, observing, and then finally leaving. Not that she spoke much before that.

On the fifth night, when she knocked on the door, her arms were empty of the familiar jar. You waited for her to say something but she remained silent, ducking under your arm to enter the room. You turned around to face her and saw her running her fingers along the neatly made bed. Besides the moving of the blanket, the pillows and sheets remained crisp and untouched.

“You don't sleep in it?” For some reason the way she said it made you feel guilty as though your means of punishing yourself had been stupid and childlike. You felt the need to lie, to make up a situation in which you weren't deemed an ungrateful brat.

“The beds so big, it makes me feel lonely.” She watched you, considering your statement, a small smile festering on the edges of her lips.

“My beds always open.” Your eyes widened for a split second before you carefuly composed yourself.

“No thanks.” It was a joke. She had just been joking.

She stood, walking around the room as you turned to face her with each step. When your back was towards the bed she advanced towards you. The gaze she held was so intense you instinctively stepped back, but not before she took another step forward. And another. And another. Your calves were pressed against the bed as she watched you. Without clambering over the bed like a fool there was nowhere for you to go.

“Take the shirt off.” You stood watching her frozen. She wanted to check your wounds, you let out a breath at the realization before slowly gripping the edges of your shirt and tugging it off. You crossed your arms instinctively over your chest as the shirt dangled from your fingertips.

She studied each scar and wound on your body. Two were prominent, one on your bicep that ached when you move your arms and one on your stomach that was a constant stinging pain. Her eyes raked over your body painfully slow until you found the hairs on your arms standing on end as goosebumps breaking out across your skin.

Her fingers reached up to trail along the one on your stomach, you chewed on your lower lip as the base of your spine tingled. She stood so close. You could see the specks of gold in her eyes and see the remains of war paint smudged against her collarbone. You allowed her hand to rest on your stomach for a second, humoring her before quickly jerking back.

“That’s enough.”

Her hand hovered in the air for a moment longer before dropping it back to her side. Her eyes resumed their uncaring appearance, her lips formed into a thin line.

“I’m going to train you starting tomorrow. You are strong-minded but you lack warrior skill.” You were not too sure if that was a backhanded compliment or just a straight-out insult. She waited for no answer before quickly departing.

*   *   *   *   *   *   *   *

Training took place in a different room of the massive building, it was inside and away from the blistering heat of the summer mornings and nosey eyes of the grounder villagers. You were thankful for this.

She tossed you a long and slim sword, which fell at your feet with an echoed clatter. You stared at it almost laughing aloud.

“You’re going to give me, the girl who tried to kill you, a sword and tell me to fight you.” She looked at you as if you had just told her the sky was red and you were a pony.

“It’s a dull edge, you’re too weak to do any real damage with it.” You picked up the sword. It was heavy and felt just like a real sword, Your eyes raked over the long silver blade. Looked like one too.

You ran your finger over the edge, it was incredibly dull, The edge was practically rounded, but it was heavy and if swung could cause bruising. Lexa held a similar sword in her own hands. You prayed it was just as dull as yours. You gripped the thing, shifting it between hands and swinging the blade in an attempt to get a feel for the tool.

She spent a solid 30 minutes teaching you how to properly grip the sword and swing it before she was called away by the bald man from earlier. You continued  after she left. There wasn't much else to do and the silence calmed your mind. You swung the sword acting out battle with another an occasional sound effect slipping from your lips.

When she returned she looked beyond pissed. Her fist was clenched tightly and her eyes burned with a familiar fire. You smiled- more like smirked- a bit at this. It was refreshing to see her pissed at something other than you. When her eyes fell on your upturn lips she faltered a moment. The anger quickly dismissing to be replaced with something feigning.... shock maybe? It quickly disappeared as she scowled at you.

The training sword was still gripped in her fist and she nodded toward yours which was lightly clasped in your hand, the blade resting on the ground behind you.

“Try and kill me.” Hadn’t she been the one to tell you that no real damage could be done with the sword, was she expecting a play duel? Your questions were quickly answered by the clattering of a sword landing at your feet.

She had drawn her sword, her real sword, and tossed it to you. Her grip remained on the practice one and she lifted it, shifting to defense stature.

You bent down quickly grabbing it and taking a few test swings. It was much lighter than the practice one. Motions came more fluid and with ease. You ran your finger along the edge, flinching when blood prickled on your finger. She was fucking crazy.

“What if I succeed.” her face showed the faintest lines of humor.

“You won’t.” You took this as a challenge, It was a challenge. The first lunge managed to graze her, your eyes widened at the small tear in her shirt, even more shocking was when she shot you a small smile.

“I didn’t mean- ” You started, but you were cut off when she jabbed you in the side with the practice sword.

Bitch.

The rest of your attacks were quickly dodged, originally you weren’t going to kill her, maybe seriously injure or just tackle but with every dodge, you felt your frustration bubbling. You struck harder and made more lethal jabs. She made no attempt to fight you, just dodging and occasionally tapping her sword against yours to deflect an attack. It was strangely frustrating. If she would just stop playing coward and try and fight you would be able to cut her down.

“Fight me! Come on stop playing coward.” You had hoped the insult would be enough to jar her and get her to do what you wanted. But unlike you, she would not be so easily controlled by emotions.

She shrugged a simple lunge towards you, grazing your cheek, before resuming defense. You scoffed, half panting as she spoke.

“Finn was your brother.” It was spoken as more of a question, even though she clearly knew the answer. She was barely out of breath as she spoke, even though she was moving more than you were.

“Is. Just because he's dead doesn't mean he’s not my brother.” You huffed out. Sweat ran down your head, catching on your brow before dripping to the floor.

“I thought sky people had no siblings.” You didn't question how she knew this, Clarke must have explained their ways.

“Half brother, our mom...” You were trying to focus on attacking rather than the conversation. She however, seemed to be dodging without a care, her eyes weren't even on the sword, she was watching you, her eyes occasionally flickering to the blade.

“Would he be proud of you?” The question caught you off guard and you stilled. Her gaze was solely on you now, burning holes into your skull. When you didn't speak she continued.

“Finn is dead, He died for you, and here you are constantly trying to get yourself killed. Did you hate him, are you trying to spite him?” You couldn't tell if it was a genuine question or if she was just trying to get under your skin. Both occurred fairly often.

You lunged at her again a deep scowl set on your lips, this time the lunge was sloppy, you tossed your whole body weight into it and almost tripped when she stuck her blade out to catch your toes.

She continued. “You try and kill me, failing every time. Do you think he is watching you proud right now? Proud that you tried to undo everything he died for.” Tears spilled from your eyes before you could stop them.

You gritted your teeth and snarled at her. “Shut up.” She didn’t.

“He died for you, so you could live. So why do you want to die so badly?” You swung the sword at her without much thought. Your blade was knocked out of your hand by hers as she swung again, knocking your feet out from under you. you landed roughly your butt, quickly propping yourself on your elbows as she aimed your fallen sword at your chest. The sharp sword.

“You can’t handle a real fight. You let your emotions get in the way and it makes you weak. I will train you how I deem fit.”

“I’ll find someone else to train me.” You wrecked your brain for a grounder who would even be willing to talk to you.

“They have orders not to. You train my way or you don’t train at all.” Her eyes were cold and she turned around quickly, leaving you no time to respond.

*   *   *   *   *   *   *   *

After a week she allowed you to fight her for ‘real’. It was obvious that she wasn't trying her hardest, but at least she was actually attacking you. Your legs were knocked out from under you for the 12th consecutive time. Your back hit the ground with a thud and a grunt. She took this time to clamber on top of you. Her sword pressed horizontally against your neck, most of her weight was on her knees but her butt was resting against your hips.

The position made your hair stand up and you glowered at her. “You're enjoying this aren't you.” You had meant the constant winning but it was obvious she perceived the words differently.

Her smile was genuine as she raised her eyebrows at you. “More than you know.”

You frowned at her, patting her thigh to get her to stand. She offered you a hand but you brushed it away, rising on your own and rubbing your tender back lightly.

*   *   *   *   *   *   *   *

It wasn't that you were friends now but the large camp grew lonely after a while and Lexa was the only one who would talk to you. Conversing with her was the only way you stayed sane. You told yourself often that it was simply a means of survival. That it meant nothing. You often had to remind yourself when you were caught off guard by her smiles, or small touches every now then. When your mind made you forget who she was and what she’d done.

You had Clarke but you couldn't radio her for anything other than basic updates.

Besides, it was east to be ignored here then return to a camp where no one trusted you alone, for fear you would hurt yourself or someone else.

You would eat dinner with Lexa, It was brought to your room and she would sit and listen as you briefed her on all the new updates. Usually they were just little things and then you'd sit in silence as you ate. Today it wasn't as silent.

“Your getting stronger. You’re going to make a great leader.” You scoffed aloud. Managing to cut her once during practice hardly classified you as stronger.

“I’m not a leader, just a messenger.” It was silent as she took a few more spoonfuls of soup

“You could be.” You didn’t answer, rolling the idea around in your mind.

*   *   *   *   *   *   *   *

Clarke always kept you updated. This evening, however, she decided to make an exception. You were training with Lexa, You had managed to knock her sword out of her hands but she had pinned your arms to the ground, Her knee in between your legs as you squirmed beneath her. The opening of doors made both of your heads shoot towards the entrance. Clarke stood there with the bald man (Titus you had learned his name was) Her mouth was open slightly but she quickly snapped it shut. No one moved until Clarke spoke.

“Can I talk to you? ...Alone?” It was obvious she was referring to Lexa as she pushed herself off you and nodded to the guard who had followed Clarke. The pair disappeared into the neighboring room and the guard quickly exited. Leaving you alone on the floor.

You had stood, sheathing your own sword when Lexa returned with a long cloak. Clarks vice became clear as she scrambled after her.

“You have to leave her there isn’t-”

“No.”

Lexa never let her emotions control her, but that one word had held so much anger that even Clark stepped back.

Lexa quickly tossed the cloak over you, tying the string and pulling the hood up as you stared at her.

“What's going on?” You looked between her and Clarke who's staring at Lexa with a mixed look of frustration and fear. As you stared at her in confusion she spoke up.

“What if we inform the leaders of the clans. Pick a rendezvous point in the woods. Each of them can slip out separately.”

“And how many more people will they tell. Where do we draw the line? You said it yourself Clarke, there isn’t time.” Lexa had never raised her voice at you before, but now she was practically yelling at Clarke, who was staring at her in desperation.

“What if we cancel the meeting, start a fire, Something! They are going to kill us all.”

Your eyes snapped to Lexa who looked beyond livid now.

“We don’t have time for this.” You didn't know what exactly was happening, but you knew that Lexa was ready to let everyone die.

You yanked your wrist from her grasp as she tried to pull young along, rushing to stand in front of her. “Wait a minute these people have families. You can’t just let them die.” She stilled, taking a few steps towards you till your noses were practically touching. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke.

“You showed strength today y/n, don’t let your emotions get in the way now.” You gaped at her as she swerved around you, regripping your arm to tug you along. You allowed your brain to catch up as you grabbed her wrist, ripping yourself free from her grasp. You took a few steps back so you were standing next to Clarke, Who was standing rigid, looking incredibly conflicted.

“This is wrong Lexa I won’t let you to do this.” You looked at her with pleading eyes, hoping that the fraction of her that cares about you would be enough for her to listen. Unconsciously, you felt yourself grab Clarke’s sleeve, rooting yourself to the spot.

Lexa’s eyes flickered down to your grasp and her features seemed to darken, her eyes glared spots in yours.

“It’s our only choice and you know it.” Her eyes shifted to Clarke who stood tense under her gaze. “You could have said something to your people but you didn't.” You looked at Clarke in shock. She hadn't said anything. To anyone. Clarke’s guilty eyes flickered to yours before Lexa spoke again.

“This is war y/n, people die.”

You shock your head, not able to wrap your mind around the situation.

“No. No, I won’t be a part of this.” You turned around to exit the tent, to warn someone, anyone. You saw Lexa’s gaze flicker to Clarke’s as the brunette sent her a curt nod.

You felt the gag in your mouth before you could understand what was happening. Your eyes widened as you looked at Lexa. She mumbled an inaudible ‘I’m sorry’. You knew it was a lie.

Her hands were on your hips, lifting you over her shoulder as she turned to exit the room. You let a muffled scream and slapped her back, her grip on your hips never faltered no matter how many times you punched her back. Clarke followed swiftly behind her. You glared at the blonde but she wouldn't even meet your eyes.

You were entering the woods when Clarke spotted her mom. She let out a soft no before turning around and chasing after her. Lexa made no move to stop her before carrying you further into the woods. You wanted to scream at the blonde, but she was already gone and the gag muffled your voice too much.

She set you down on your feet as you stumbled gently. The moment her hands were off your body you bolted. You didn't get more than a few feet before she was tugging you back, her hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you into her chest. You could see it now, the missel, its blazing body hurling slowly to the camp. You let out a choked sob as you turned to bury your face in Lexa’s neck. It was her fault, the whole thing, but you couldn't help but turn to her for comfort, for soothing. Her hands moved to you back as she rubbed small circles of apologies.

“I hate you.” Your muffled words held more hurt then anger.

The feeling only lasted seconds before the blast hit. It knocked you both off your feet as you tumbled to the earth below. Your vision doubled and the only thing you could hear was the god-awful ringing in your ears. Then it cleared. And you could see the rising flames, 8 feet tall. And the screams, they filled your ears and echoed through the woods.

You continued to lay there, watching the flames until you felt the gag being ripped from your mouth and Lexa’s hand tapping your cheeks. You sat up, the discarded gag hung loosely around your neck. It was then that you noted the absence of the blonde.

“Clarke, did she make it back?” Lexa said nothing as she clenched her jaw. You rolled over coughing on the smoke before stumbling to your feet.

“I have... I have to find her.” Lexa made no move to stop you as you stumbled through the woods in search of Clarke.

*   *   *   *   *   *   *   *

There was a body on the road, a dead body. Its face laying down in the dirt and one arm missing from its body. Your mind didn't even process the brunet hair of the figure before the thoughts started running through your mind.

Clarke. Clarke’s dead body, her lifeless blue eyes.

Finn. His body lying in front of you. It was Finn. Oh my god, it was Finn. You ran to the body, pushing it over to reveal a woman's face. She was older, maybe in her 40′s. It wasn't Finn. It wasn’t even Clarke. But she was still dead.

You fell to your knees staring at the woman, silent sobs shaking your body.

"Y/n.” You’d recognize that voice anywhere.

She let out a sigh but didn’t move towards you. “Wait here. I will go find Clarke.”  Lexa disappeared and you were alone again.

You didn't move, just stared at the woman's unmoving body in front of you. She probably had kids, and now she was dead. She was dead and mutilated and lying alone in the forest.

The appearance of her boots in front of your face made you scowl.

“You’re a murderer.” You looked up at her in time to see her sad expression turn to one of boredom.

“I thought you'd established that”

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Part 4

[pinkpoppymoon]

Daisy x Finn x Raven

@topazy Silent bloom

[timbradfordslover]

The 103

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[wonderswritings]

Fighting For... S1/S2 AU

Summary: He hurt you, but a part of you still cared. Warnings: Angst, Character Death Pairings: Sorta!Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader, Finn Collins x Fem!Reader, Clarke Griffin x Fem!Twin!reader Request: What if… And just hear me out… What if Finn and YN did get together in FF?

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“And you don’t have no one. You’ve got Clarke, Bellamy, me.”

YN snorted, turning her head to look at Finn.

“You? You’ve literally been a pain dragging me everywhere.”

“You know what they say about that, right?”

She made a face, slightly tilting her head.

“What?”

Finn leaned forward, closing the distance between them, kissing her. She gasped as he pulled her closer to him, one hand moving to rest on her cheek as the other moved to her waist before she leaned back.

“What uh, what was that for?”

Finn smiled, running his thumb along her bottom lip.

“I like you.”

“Huh.”

He laughed slightly, shaking his head.

“That’s all you have to say?”

“Well, this is all new to me. I don’t-”

She stood up, shaking her head as she walked towards the entrance of the tent.

“I need some air.”

She walked out of the tent, running her hand along her forehead.

“YN! YN wait!”

“YN!”

She looked up, seeing Bellamy standing at the top of the hill.

“YN wait.”

Finn grabbed her arm, turning her back towards him.

“We can- we need to talk about this.”

She shook her head, turning back towards Bellamy.

“No, I uh- I just need some air.”

She wobbled slightly, making a face as she looked down at the ground, swaying.

“YN?”

She looked up, seeing Bellamy walking towards them, a worried expression on his face.

“Where’ve you been? I’ve been looking all over camp for you.”

Finn stepped forward, glaring at Bellamy.

“She’s been with me.”

Bellamy glared at Finn before he looked over at YN, his expression softening.

“Are you okay?”

She slightly shook her head, black spots filling her vision.”

“Bell-”

“YN!”

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“YN?”

She tensed, her eyes slamming shut as she attempted to steady her breathing, the flap of her tent opening.

“YN are you awake?”

Finn sighed as he walked closer to where she laid. He placed his hand on her arm, leaning over her.

“YN?”

He sat down on the edge of her bed, gently running his hand along the side of her face.

“I’m sorry. I- I should’ve been honest with you from the beginning. I- it’s just, I’ve known Raven my entire life. And then we were all sent to earth and I saw you and I don’t know, something happened. I still care about her, but, I think- I think I love you. And I know it’s not fair and- I should really tell you this when you’re awake.”

Finn stood up, casting one last look down at YN before he left her tent.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“Listen, I’m glad you’re okay and that you didn’t die, that would sucked. But you kissed me and I left. And then I passed out. You have to realize, all of this is new to me. I’ve been locked up my entire life. I don’t-”

Huffing, she shook her head, looking up at Finn.

“This is all new to me and I don’t really have the time, nor care to focus my energy on a relationship that even if it was a relationship, it was one started on a lie. You have a girlfriend Finn, one that really loves you. Instead of focusing on me, you should focus on her. Because she loves you.”

Finn looked down at the ground, shaking his head, clenching his jaw as he looked back up at her.

“You don’t want to focus on a relationship, but yet you’re starting one with Bellamy.”

“Listen Finn, whatever me and Bellamy are is none of you business. Just because you issued me, it doesn’t mean that you have some magic claim on me.”

He grinned, taking a step forward.

“Maybe no, but it’s like you said, this is all new to you which means I was your first kiss. That’s something you’ll never have over me.”

She made a face, taking a step back.

“What?”

She turned to look at where he was looking, her face falling as she sighed softly.

“Bellamy.”

Bellamy shook his head, clenching his jaw as he turned, walking off. She turned back towards Finn, huffing as she punched him, causing him to lose his footing as his face scrunched up in pain as he fell.

“You’re an asshole.”

“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing!”

Raven fell to her knees beside Finn, helping him sit up as she turned to look at YN, glaring.

“He’s still hurt!”

She huffed, shaking her head as she turned.

“Good.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“Well if we weren’t at war already, we sure as hell are now.”

Finn turned towards YN, shaking his head as he looked down at her.

“You didn’t have to trust the grounders YN, you just had to trust me.”

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

“Why the hell would I trust you? You’re a liar and an ass. Kissing me out of nowhere and then being a literal thorn in my side claiming that you love me.”

His eyes widened, YN scoffing as she nodded.

“Yeah, I was awake when you confessed you loved me.”

Raven shook her head, tears in her eyes as she ran off, Finn glancing back at her before he followed after her. Bellamy scoffed, shaking his head.

“Like I said, best unity day ever.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“You call that grieving?”

Raven shrugged, biting her bottom lip as she clenched her fists.

“She was drunk less than seven hours ago. She’s hungover no doubt, and she’s probably feeling new things considering she just spoke with her mom and now her moms dead. Oh, and let's not forget you kissing her.”

Finn shook his head, grabbing Raven’s arm, turning her towards him.

“I apologized to you for that.”

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

“How do you know she spoke to her mom?”

Raven shook her head, laughing dryly.

“It’s like you don’t even hear yourself. You tell me that you’re sorry and that you love me, but you care for her the way you should care for me. You need to make a decision, Finn, me or her. Because I know my worth, and I don’t deserve to be someone’s second choice.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“You really shouldn’t be out here, not alone.”

“I’m not alone anymore now am I?”

Finn sighed, nodding.

“I deserve that.”

“Mhmm.”

“I actually came to apologize.”

YN cast a glance at Finn, urging him on.

“I was- I was being unfair to you. I went about everything the wrong way. But I do care about you YN. That won’t change. But I am sorry. For kissing you, not giving you space, and for telling Bellamy.”

“My moms dead and the last thing she heard me say to her was that I didn’t love her and she wasn’t my mom when all she was trying to do was apologize.”

YN shook her head, sitting up, turning towards Finn.

“I’m not going to make the same mistake twice, so I forgive you.”

He grinned, tilting his head to the side.

“Fresh start?”

She laughed, shaking her head.

“Fresh start.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

Finn ran towards the forming crowd, pushing people out of his way. He looked around,trying to find YN when he saw Octavia sitting on the ground, Bellamy kneeling next to her as she coughed.

“Are you okay?”

Octavia shook her head as she looked up, her eyes wide.

“Bell, YN is still in there.”

Finn’s eyes widened as he ran forward, running into the fire, Raven yelling for him. He held his arm over his head as he looked around, coughing.

“YN!”

He walked forward, looking around, stopping before a part of the roof landing in front of him.

“YN!”

He walked further in, trying to find YN as the flames grew.

“YN!”

He ran forward when he saw a sliver of red, pushing the fallen debris out of the way. YN was half laying on her front and side, a broken beam half laying over her head. He tossed the beam to the side, kneeling next to YN, checking her pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief at the slow, but steady beating, covering YN when more of the hut fell. He shook his head as he slid his arms underneath her, picking her up. He kept her head covered as best he could as he ran through the fire. Finn ran out of the hut, his chest heaving as he looked around for Clarke, seeing her push through the crowd before she ran towards him.

“Is sh-”

“She’s alive.”

Clarke breathed a sigh of relief, nodding.

“Ok, let’s get her into the dropship.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“What are you doing?”

YN jumped, turning as she tilted her head to the side.

“Uh, nothing?”

Fin shook his head, grinning.

“Right, wanna try that again?”

YN huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Clearly I’m leaving camp.”

“To hunt?”

YN shook her head, making a face.

“No. I’m just going out.”

“Can I come?”

YN sighed, turning on her heel.

“If we get caught, I’m blaming you.”

Finn laughed, shaking his head as he fell into step next to YN.

“Sure, but we won’t get caught.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“Clarke is missing along with two other people and instead of going out to find them, he sits on his ass and does nothing.”

YN pushed the tarp to the side, ducking into the tent, her mouth falling open.

“Oh my god.”

Raven was on top of Bellamy, kissing him as he ran his hands up her back. YN shook her head, turning as she pulled Bellamy’s guard jacket off, letting it fall to the ground as she pushed the tarp to the side, running out. YN gasped as she hit something, shaking her head.

“YN?”

She looked up, seeing a blurry Finn standing in front of her, a worried look on his face.

“YN? YN what’s wrong?

She shook her head, wiping the tears that had fallen, taking a step back.

“Nothing. I’m fine, everything’s fine.”

Finn shook his head, taking a step forward.

“No it’s not. You can talk to me, you know? I mean I get th-”

YN bit her lip before she shook her head, surging forward. Finn’s eyes widened as he tensed, sighing as he relaxed, placing his hands on her hips. He leaned back first, his chest heaving as he looked down at her.

“YN, seriously, what’s wrong?”

She shook her head, placing her hand behind his head, pulling him back down to her. She leaned back first, tears streaming down her face again.

“YN?”

She shook her head, taking a few steps back before she turned, running.

“YN! YN wait!”

She ran through the camp, pushing those in her way to the side. Sliding through the small opening in the walls, she pushed her hair back out of her face as she ran away. She didn’t stop until she came to a small ledge, dropping to her knees as she sniffled. She jumped when she heard a twig snap, jumping as she looked around.

“Leave me alone Finn! I told you, I’m okay.”

She turned, her eyes widening as she gasped, a searing pain shooting through her head, everything becoming dark.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

Finn walked out of the dropship, his arms crossed over his chest, his jaw clenched.

“Hey.”

He looked up, his glare hardening as Bellamy walked towards him.

“What?”

Bellamy shoved Finn, pushing him up against the side of the dropship, placing his arm over his throat.

“What the hell!”

Finn tried to push Bellamy off him, Bellamy pushing against him harder.

“You need to stay away from YN, Collins. She’s been hurt enough because of you.”

Finn scoffed, shaking his head.

“Really? She’s in there because of you.”

Bellamy made a face, slightly stepping back.

“What?”

“She’s in there because of you. She came out of your tent last night, crying.”

Bellamy let Finn go, shaking his head.

“No, no.”

“What’d you do to her? Cause I’ll admit, I’ve made some mistakes when it comes to YN, but I’ve never seen her like she was last night.”

Bellamy clenched his jaw, shooting Finn a look before he turned, walking off, muttering to himself.

“Who’s the coward now?!”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“YN.”

YN looked up, watching as Octavia and Bellamy walked in.

“You’re okay.”

She nodded, sighing softly.

“Yeah.”

Clarke looked between them both, setting the rag she was using to clean YN’s face down on the table, looking over at Octavia and nodding towards the ramp.

“We’re just gonna go.”

Octavia pushed Bellamy forward as she turned, shooting YN a smile before her and Clarke walked out. Bellamy sighed as he walked closer to YN, stopping in front of her.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded, tightening her grip on the edge of the table.

“Yeah.”

“What happened?”

YN shrugged, looking down at the floor.

“YN?”

“I got jumped. They said they were taking me to Anya.”

“Anya?”

“The grounder from the bridge. Apparently when I punched her, I mocked her by bringing her to the ground. She wanted to prove a lesson or something.”

“How’d you escape?”

“My knife was still in my boot. They had tied my hands in front of me so it’d be easier for them to drag me behind them. I was able to cut the rope. I-I killed them. Four of them. And they’re dead because I killed them.”

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

“It was you or them YN. It wasn’t your fault.”

“Yeah.”

“What happened to your face?”

He let her face go, reaching up and touching his cheek, sighing.

“Uh, you happened.”

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

“What?”

“When you came to, I was carrying you to the dropship. You panicked and you cut my cheek.”

“I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to.”

He shook his head, slightly grinning.

“I think I deserved it.”

YN made a face, about to say something when Bellamy shook his head.

“I know you came into my tent last night. You saw me and Raven.”

YN sighed softly, nodding.

“I- I thought we had- I liked you Bellamy.”

Bellamy’s face fell, slightly shaking his head.

“Y-”

“I- you were with Raven. And I- I get that you were upset, but I can’t- I can’t just ignore the fact that when you got upset, you went and found comfort in someone else. And I know that we- we technically aren’t together but I can’t- I can’t just-”

“YN please-”

“I can’t just forgive and forget Bellamy.”

She stood up, placing her hand on Bellamy’s arm, looking up at him.

“I- I’m sorry Bellamy.”

YN walked out, Bellamy’s shoulder’s falling as tears formed in his eyes.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

Finn looked up when he heard footsteps, pushing off the side of the dropship when he saw YN, walking towards her.

“YN?”

She jumped slightly, turning towards him.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Are you okay?”

She made a face, nodding.

“Yeah.”

Finn shot her a look, causing YN to sigh.

“I’m sore. But I promise, I’m okay.”

Finn hesitated before he closed the distance between then, wrapping his arms around YN. She tensed, hesitating before she returned the hug, clutching the back of his jacket. Finn leaned back first, looking down at YN.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

YN nodded, offering Finn a small smile.”

“I’m okay, promise.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“Finn!”

Finn jumped, turning as he looked around, seeing YN running towards him, her eyes wide.

“What are you doing?”

Finn shook his head as YN stopped in front of him.

“I- I have a plan.”

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

“What? A plan? We have a plan-”

Finn sighed softly, reaching out for YN’s hand.

“I know. My plan is different.”

“Different? What are you planning?”

“Enemy of my enemy.”

YN shook her head, slightly huffing.

“I’m coming with you.”

Finn shook his head, looking down at YN.

“No, it’s too dangerous.”

“Then why are you going? If it’s so dangerous-”

“It’s easier if I go alone. I’ll be back before you know it, with some help.”

YN shook her head, biting the inside of her cheek.

“You shouldn’t go alone, especially now. What if-”

Finn shook his head, stepping closer to YN, placing his hand on her cheek.

“I promise, I’ll be okay. Just, promise me, promise me you’ll stay here, where it’s safe.”

She opened her mouth, Finn leaning down, pressing his forehead against hers.

“Please, YN, promise me.”

YN sighed softly, tilting her head up, pressing a soft kiss to Finn’s lips.

“Be careful?”

Finn nodded, leaning down and kissing her once more.

“Promise.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“YN?”

Turning, YN looked up, seeing Clarke walk towards her.

“Yeah?”

“Are you okay?”

YN nodded, huffing.

“Just peachy, you?”

There was a loud explosion, causing everyone to stop what they were doing, looking up at the sky.

“Is that from the Ark?”

YN shook her head, her and Clarke speaking at the same time.

“That’s the Ark.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“Griffins.”

YN and Clarke turned, Miller shaking his head as he looked between them both.

“They’re taking down the gate.”

Jasper looked between them, nodding.

“Good, because I did it, I think.”

YN shook her head, moving closer to Clarke.

“Bellamy’s not back yet.”

Clarke nodded, glancing at YN.

“She’s right. We’ve still got people out there.”

The radio YN held crackled to life, cutting through their discussion.

“Use the grenades!”

Clarke sighed, nodding slightly.

“All right, Jasper, get everybody.”

She turned, yelling.

“Get inside now!”

YN watched as everyone started to run into the dropship, some helping others. Her and Clarke stood at the ramp of the dropship, holding their guns as they looked around.

“There he is!”

YN turned to where Clarke was pointing, seeing Bellamy coming out of one of the foxholes, running towards them.

“Bellamy run!”

Bellamy looked up, nodding once as he looked at YN when a grounder appeared, tackling him to the ground, climbing on top of him, hitting him repeatedly.

“He’s killing him.”

Someone grabbed the gun from YN, running towards Bellamy, YN’s eyes widening when she saw a glimpse of who it was.

“Finn! No!”

Miller walked towards YN and Clarke, shaking his head as he stopped near them.

“You can’t save everybody. We have to go.”

Clarke nodded, reaching towards YN.

“Come on.”

She pulled on YN’s arm when she didn’t move, shaking her head.

“YN, come on.”

YN shook her head, tears streaming down her face as she watched Bellamy and Finn.

“No. I- I can’t leave them.”

Clarke glanced over at Miller, nodding. Miller walked to the other side of YN, both him and Clarke grabbing her, pulling her back towards the dropship.”

“No! Stop! Let me go! Let me go!”

YN started fighting back, kicking her legs as she tried to push them off her. They pulled her into the dropship, Clarke pulling the lever of the ramp, the ramp closing. Miller let YN go, YN falling onto her knees, tears streaming down her face. When the tarp moved, Anya rolling onto her knees, holding her knives out. She jumped up, charging at where Clarke stood when YN jumped up, moving between them as Miller and Link pulled Anya back. YN turned, nodding at Jasper.

“Now Jasper.”

Jasper pressed the button as Clarke moved beside YN, shaking her head.

“You can’t win, Anya.”

Anya glared at them both, trying to pull herself free when some of the other kids charged forward, hitting her, forcing her to the ground, Clarke shaking her head.

“Stop! She’s already down!”

YN and Clarke pushed through the crowd, shaking their heads as they pulled some kids back.

“Get back! Get back!”

“She deserves to die!”

YN shook her head, yelling as she stood in front of Anya.

“No! We are not grounders!”

Jasper turned, fiddling with the wires before he pressed the button again. There was a loud booming sound, the dropship lifting off the ground before it landed, knocking everyone over.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･ Time Skip ･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

YN was walking through the woods, leaning on a pole she’d taken from camp, occasionally grabbing onto a tree to keep herself upright when she heard a popping sound, causing her to stop as she looked around. The popping grew louder, becoming constant, causing her to gasp as she shook her head.

“Clarke.”

She took off running, her chest heaving as pain shot through her body. She slowed when she came into a small village, gasping as she looked around. The people were covering each other, dead bodies lying around, blood splattered everywhere. Her eyes were wide as she looked up, seeing Finn holding a gun, still shooting.

“Finn?”

She shook her head, yelling.

“Finn!”

Finn stopped shooting, turning. His eyes were wide as he looked at YN, dropping his gun. He ran towards her, wrapping his arms around YN. Finn leaned back, placing his hands on her cheeks.

“I found you.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“He helped me, after I held him at gunpoint and threatened to kill him with my axe. I shot his friends, used him for my benefit and he found me, and he helped me. He could’ve left me in there, let them experiment on me or whatever it was they did to me, but he didn’t. We can trust him.”

Bellamy sighed softly, shaking his head.

“If he helped you, they probably already know and arrested him, or they killed him.”

YN sighed, turning towards Clarke.

“Are you sure we can get past the reapers and the mountain men?”

“With help, we should.”

“Guess the inquisitions over.”

YN tensed, turning, seeing Finn walking towards them.

“Oh.”

Finn stopped at the table, looking down at YN.

“Hey.”

She nodded, Bellamy watching the two before Finn looked down at the table, looking at Clarke’s drawing of Mount Weather.

“So, Mount Weather, what’s the plab?”

“Still working on it.”

Finn sighed, nodding when Murphy walked up, grinning.

“Check it out, salvaged Monty’s still from the dropship. You tell them we’re cleared?”

Finn huffed, shaking his head.

“No.”

Murphy grinned, looking down at us.

“Well, it looks like our pardon for surviving includes our time on the ground. Now bigger fish to fry, I guess.”

YN huffed, clenching her jaw.

“YN?”

She tensed, glancing up at Finn.

“Can- can we talk? Alone, please?”

YN looked over at Clarke, Clarke offering her a small smile as she nodded. YN shot her a look as she shook her head, glancing at Finn.

“We- I got to go.”

YN stood up, shoving past Murphy who grinned, everyone watching as she practically ran away. Murphy tilted his head to the side, grinning.

“Was it something I said?”

Finn scoffed, glaring at Murphy before he walked off. Murphy shrugged before he turned, moving to sit at one of the other tables as Bellamy turned towards Clarke.

“What’s going on with your sister and Finn?”

Clarke shrugged, looking over at Bellamy.

“I don’t know.”

“Clarke-”

“Honestly Bellamy, I don’t know. She hasn’t said and I haven’t asked. Things have been a little busy around here.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“We have to go. The camp’s leaving.”

“You!”

Nyko jumped up, charging at Finn. Nyko grabbed Finn, shoving him back against the wall, lifting him.

“Ripa!”

YN jumped up, grabbing Nyko’s arm as Bellamy lifted his gun, uelling.

“Get off!”

YN hit Nyko’s arm, huffing as she tried to get him to let Finn go.

“Let him go!”

“You slaughtered my people. Elders. Children. Innocents.”

Finn’s face started to turn red, YN’s eyes widening.

“You’re killing him!”

“Blood must have blood!”

Bellamy cocked his gun as Octavia moved in front of Bellamy, shaking her head as Bellamy yelled at her.

“Get out of the way!”

“You’re not killing him Bellamy.”

“Please! Let him go!”

YN went to hit Nyko again when he pushed her, causing her to slam into the wall, groaning as she fell to her knees. She looked up, Finn’s eyes started to roll as she gasped.

“Please! He did it for me!”

She shook her head, tears in her eyes.

“He did it for me.”

Nyko turned towards YN, glaring when he seized, dropping to the floor. Finn gasped as he fell to his knees, Clarke standing over Nyko, a baton in her hands. YN looked over at her, nodding before Octavia gasped.

“Lincoln. He’s not breathing.”

Her and Clarke both rushed to Lincoln’s side as YN moved next to Finn, placing her hand on his arm.

“Are you okay?”

He gasped as he nodded, looking over at YN.

“Are you?”

YN shrugged, grinning.

“Just another day on the ground.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“YN, please.”

YN shook her head, walking down the hall of the Ark.

“No.”

Finn sighed, running towards YN, moving in front of her, causing her to huff as she crossed her arms over her chest, clenching her jaw as she looked at Finn’s chest, refusing to look up at him.

“YN please, just- just listen to me.”

She said nothing, causing Finn to sigh softly.

“I’m sorry. I- I don’t- nothing I could say can make up for what I did. But I am- I am sorry.”

YN shook her head, softly sighing.

“I thought you were dead.”

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

“What?”

YN looked up at Finn, tears in her eyes.

“I thought I killed you.”

Finn shook his head, reaching down and taking her hands in his.

“You didn’t. I’m right here.”

She shook her head, sniffling. Finn reached up, placing his hands on her cheeks, wiping at the tears that had fallen.

“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

YN looked up at him, slightly shaking her head.

“I’m going with Clarke, Finn.”

“YN-”

She shook her head, stepping back.

“No. She’s my sister. If you think I’m going to let her go alone, then you're an idiot.”

“Then let me come with you.”

“No. If we take you, any idea of peace we’d wish to accomplish would disappear.”

Finn sighed, nodding.

“Be careful?”

YN grinned, shrugging slightly.

“I’ll try. I make no promises.”

Finn shook his head, closing the distance between them, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.

“I mean it YN, be careful.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

“You killed to survive. He murdered innocents.”

“Because of me.”

YN turned, looking over at Lexa, shaking her head.

“He was in the village looking for me. When we came down from space, we had no idea that there were people here on the ground. Not until your people speared one of ours. And then the night we were attacked and we burned them alive, we thought that was it. We didn’t know about the mountain men. Those of us left, they thought your people had taken us. So Finn being in that village, it was because of me. Because he was looking for me.”

“Were you the one who pulled the trigger?”

YN shook her head, sighing.

“No.”

“Then it was not your fault. Jus drein jus daun.”

YN made a face, tilting her head to the side, causing Lexa to slightly huff.

“Blood must have blood. Finn took the lives of eighteen innocent people. He must suffer the pain of those deaths. Only then can we have peace.”

“What will you do??”

Lexa sighed, looking over at YN.

“It will start with fire because he killed the innocent. Then it will be his hands, his tongue, his eyes. Anyone who grieves will have a turn with the knife. At sunrise, I will end his life with my sword. Eighteen cuts, for eighteen deaths.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

YN used a stick that was in the tent, using it to knock Gustus out. She ran out of the tent, her eyes widening. Everyone in camp Jaha were standing along the gates, watching. Bellamy was standing next to Raven, her mom and Kane standing behind them. She turned when two grounders came rushing towards her, pulling their swords out. She huffed, glaring at them before she looked around, spotting the Commander who was already looking at her.

“I already told you, I’m not going to let Finn die. I’ll take out anyone who gets in my way.”

The Commander nodded, the grounders moving to the side. YN shot them a sarcastic smile as she passed them, walking towards the Commander.

“Please, you can stop this.”

“You have said your peace, all day. I will not change my mind.”

YN huffed, shaking her head.

“I’m not-”

“I’m here to talk to your Commander. Let me through.”

YN turned, seeing Clarke standing in front of Indra, Indra’s spear at her stomach, a group of grounders, standing behind Indra. YN ran towards Indra, shoving the spear to the side, glaring at her as she moved to stand between her and Clarke, her back to Clarke.

“I told you, I won’t hesitate if you try to hurt my sister.”

“Let her pass.”

Clarke squeezed YN’s arm as Indra moved to the side, Clarke walking beside YN as they walked towards the Commander.

“You bleed for nothing. There is nothing either of you can do to stop this.”

“You’re right, but you can. You’re the Commander, show my people how powerful you are. Show them you can be merciful, that you’re not a savage.”

“We are what we are.”

YN shook her head, looking over at Finn. he was already looking at her, tears in his eyes. She turned back towards the Commander, stepping forward.

“You said that I’ve already said my peace, but I- can I at least say goodbye?”

The Commander nodded, YN taking a deep breath. Clarke grabbed YN’s hand, gently squeezing. YN nodded, offering her a small, tight smile as she let her hand go, walking towards Finn. she topped in front of him, Finn looking down at her.

“Hey.”

YN slightly grinned, shaking her head.

“Hey spacewalker.”

He sniffled, looking down at her.

“I’m scared.”

YN nodded, walking closer to him, wrapping her arms around him.

“You're gonna be okay.”

She leaned up, one of her hands moving to his cheek, pressing her lips to his.

“You’re okay.”

Finn smiled as he returned the kiss, leaning his head down against her shoulder, pressing a kiss to her neck, sighing softly.

“Thanks princess.”

YN sniffled, taking a small step back. Finn looked over at her, his eyes glossing over.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He smiled softly, YN gasping when his head dropped, his eyes closing as he stopped breathing. She turned, looking over at Clarke. Clarke’s eyes widened as YN gasped, pain shooting through her from her back. She looked down, seeing the end of a spear. Someone from camp Jaha screamed as Clarke stepped forward, shaking her head as YN fell to the ground, blood spilling from her mouth. The Commander shook her head, lifting her hand as the grounders yelled.

“It is done.”

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

Bellamy watched as YN ran out of the tent, speaking to the Commander before she turned towards Clarke, running to stand between her and the grounder with the spear. The grounder and YN were glaring at each other when the Commander spoke, YN and Clarke walking towards her when the grounder moved out of their way. They spoke with the Commander before YN turned, looking over at Finn. She said something to her before the Commander nodded, Yn walking towards Finn. Bellamy’s heart clenched as he watched YN kiss Finn before she stepped back. Raven fell, Bellamy catching her as she screamed. Bellamy kept his eyes on YN, seeing Finn’s head hung down, no longer breathing. The grounders yelled, moving towards YN. Bellamy’s heart stopped when a spear went flying, gasping as YN looked down at the spear that stuck out from her back. She staggered, coughing before she fell, unmoving. Bellamy yelled, his grip on Raven tightening as the Commander shook her head, lifting her hand.

“It is done.”

Tears streamed down Bellamy’s face, never once taking his eyes off of where YN laid.

･☆: *.☽.* :☆･

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[ficnation]

The Dead Girl - Finn x Reader

Request: Hello dearie! I have a request for The 100. I haven't been able to write it out myself, but I was thinking of the reader being Finn's sister and she gets caught one day (was thinking maybe she stole med supplies or something because Finn and Raven got really sick). Then a year or so before Finn's spacewalk, he gets told reader died, but she doesn't. Reader doesn't understand why Finn and Raven stopped visiting her and the guards tell her Finn was glad she was gone. Fastforwad to the ground and reader is reunited with Finn, but she is still hesitant to believe Finn cares for her at all. She gets stabbed by Lincoln instead of him. Don't know what to do after that.Sorry, went on a rant there, but that is about as angsty as I could get. Thank you!

requested by @elite4cekalyma

Word count: 5158

Pairing: Finn Collins x Sister! Reader, Raven Reyes x Female! Reader (platonic), Jasper Jordan x Female! Reader (crush)

Warnings: cursing, sibling’s death (reader, faked), usual the 100 themes, assault

A/n: Hello! You don’t even realize how much I like detailed requests like this one, babe! I was in heaven when I saw it ;)  Hope you’ll enjoy it!

my amazing beta: @twdeadlysins​

☁ 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁

☁ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☁

Like every day, you stared at the white ceiling. Nothing was interesting about it except the occasional scratch or bump. Yet your eyes were stuck to it, boring holes in the surface when you weren't asleep. Nothing mattered anymore for you, not your life, not The Ark. Hell, you didn’t even have anyone to live for anymore. Everyone you cared about left you behind as a distant memory. They carried on with their lives as if nothing had happened while you were locked up in the Sky Box, staring at empty walls and wondering if they already forgot about you.

There was a time when they came to visit you, almost every day, to check if you were okay. You sacrificed your freedom so they wouldn’t suffer, and they were grateful for that at the start, but then they stopped coming. The last time you saw them was over a year ago or maybe even more. You lost count of the time sitting in this metal box completely alone.

You just knew that you missed your big brother and his sarcastic girlfriend. They took care of you when you were little, making sure the guards didn’t find you and take you away from them just because you were born. They succeeded in doing so for fourteen years, but then they fell sick. So horribly sick that you thought you’d lose them. You couldn’t just watch them die when you were completely healthy and knew how to help them. You snuck through the vents into the Medical Station and stole antifebrile drugs to get their fever down.

You were scared that they’d die without the medicine. You were fourteen and scared. They were so weak that they couldn’t even get up from their beds without your help. It made you panic and act reckless. Instead of waiting for their fever to go down or asking Abby Griffin to check on them, you chose the risky option, and then you got caught leaving the vents. Your brother was furious at you, and he had every right to be because not even an hour later, three guards knocked on your door and took you away.

“Y/n Collins, you are under arrest for stealing antifebrile medicine from Ark’s Medical Station and being a second child. Open the door and hand yourself over, or we will have to use force,” the guard demanded, knocking on the metal door, ready to get into your room no matter what.

“You can’t go there,” Finn begged weakly, catching your sleeve in his fingers when you moved to get up from your place by his side.

“Finn’s right, Y/-” Raven’s words were interrupted with another coughing fit. You ran up to her to help her sit up on the cot so she could breathe a little easier. She looked you right in the eyes when her throat stopped itching so much. “They’ll lock you up in the Sky Box and float you the second you turn eighteen,” she snapped, but her voice was hoarse and weak after the coughing attack. She felt like her whole body was screaming in protest when she reached for your soft hand, entwining your fingers with hers.

“It was my choice to steal the medicine. I’m guilty, and they have every right to punish me. I needed to save you, and I stand by the choice I made,” you said, squeezing her hand and avoiding your older brother’s piercing eyes.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have. Maybe if you just let us die, then we wouldn’t be in this situation,” he grounded out, his whole body trembling in fear at the thought of losing you.

“You don’t mean it,” you whispered back, moving away from Raven when the door to your room slid open after one of the guards used their access card.

“Y/n Collins, put your hands in the air so I can see them,” the man commanded, clutching a shock baton tightly in his hand. Two other guards stood by his side, ready to restrain you.

“Can I at least say goodbye?” you asked the guard pleading him with your eyes, forcing yourself to shed a tear for an extra effect. Thank god, it worked.

“You have thirty seconds,” he nodded his head, clearly moved by your fate. He knew your background, knew you were a second child, an orphan at that, and now you were getting arrested because you stole antifebrile drugs to help your brother and his girlfriend. Fate really turned against you in every way possible.

“Finn,” you mumbled out, running into his awaiting arms. “I love you.” You slipped the little bottle of medicine into the waistband of his pants when the guard informed you that your time was up. 

“Leave her alone!” Raven shot up from the bed when one of the men in uniform grabbed your arm harshly, pushing you towards the door. She managed to take two steps before collapsing to the floor, too weak to even stand on her own. “I’m begging you, take me instead,” she pleaded, trying to get up but failing miserably when her arms trembled every time she tried to push herself up from her knees.

Finn scrambled to her side, worried about his girlfriend. “Raven, leave it. They’re not going to listen to us.” He circled his arms around the thrashing brunette, cradling her body in his embrace, his eyes following you with guilt and sadness. You were just fourteen, and you saved them and willingly gave up your freedom, your life; you did it all for them.

“Save your energy, you will need it,” the nice guard said, nodding his head at the pair when his coworker handcuffed you, your wrists already in agony.

You turned around towards them for the last time before they threw you into Sky Box. “May we meet again.” You smiled at the pair, your eyes already glassy with unshed tears, and this time the heartbroken expression on your face was real.

“Prisoner one-nine-three, get up,” the guard’s voice reached your ears from the other side of the door. “I repeat, prisoner one-nine-three get up from the bed and face the wall,” the man repeated harsher than before. Before you could execute his orders, the door clicked open.

You pushed your body up from the mattress and turned around to face the wall opposite the door. You were barely seventeen. There was no way they came to take you to your trial. There was no reason for you to be afraid. You reminded yourself that even if they came here to get rid of you, you didn’t have a family anymore. No one cared about your wellbeing anymore. They could float you, and no one would cry over your death.

“Where are you taking me?” you asked from sheer curiosity. If you were going to die, then they could at least give you a heads-up.

“No questions,” the guard silenced you, pulling on your right hand. You let him put a bracelet on it. Your skin stung a little when the metal sunk deep into your skin. You looked down at the device with interest. “Let’s go.” He shoved you forward, seeing that you were too preoccupied with the bracelet. “Prisoner one-nine-three, get your ass moving!” he yelled, frustrated at your insubordination.

You immediately started walking, not wanting to anger the bulky man even more. He led you out of the room, pushing you forward when you stopped to look around at the Sky Box and the delinquents being released from the confines of their cells. The guard took you to B’ dock with other young criminals. They forced you into a line in front of the dropship, taking someone inside and coming back for the next person.

You looked around in hope of finding at least one familiar face in the crowd. Then your gleaming eyes met his brown eyes, and you felt like time stopped. You wanted to run to him, throw your arms around his neck, and never let him go again. But when you blinked, he was gone. You thought it was just your mind playing tricks on you. There was no way that your big brother landed himself in prison, he was too sly to get caught.

“Y/n?” you heard your name being called somewhere behind you. You turned around just to be met with another familiar face.

“Jasper?” you asked in disbelief, seeing the goggle-wearing boy pushing other delinquents out of his way to get to you. You smiled at the brown-eyed teenager while he caught you in his embrace.

“How are you still alive?” he asked in disbelief, fisting the back of your shirt in his hand. You held him against your body tightly before a guard yelled at you to get moving. Jasper released you reluctantly. “Can’t you see we’re reuniting here, dude?” he snapped at the armed man but complied and released you when the guard took out his shock baton threateningly. 

“Let’s go, Jasper,” you took your friend’s hand, entwining your fingers, and pulled him further down the line.

“Were you in the Sky Box all this time?” the black-haired boy asked, confused. He thought you were dead; everyone thought so. Every time he asked the guards about you, they told him you got floated early to save the oxygen. He was so sure that you were gone, too deep in his anger and grief to even consider that they could be lying.

“Where else would I be? It’s not like they’d cut me loose and forgive my ‘many crimes’,” you snorted after the words left your lips. Your soft eyes found Jasper again, you just couldn’t stop staring at him. You haven’t seen him in so long that you almost forgot how he looked like.

“They told us you were dead, that you got floated to save oxygen.” Jasper scratched the back of his neck, suddenly awkward for believing these ridiculous lies.

“Oh, I-” Before you could continue, you noticed that you were the next one in line to get taken into the dropship. “Do you know where are they taking us?” you asked quickly, looking at him expectantly.

“We’re going to Earth,” Jasper answered with a huge grin.

The dropship shook, spinning out of control and heading for the ground quickly. Jasper slid his hand over your smaller one that was holding onto the seatbelt for dear life. He was strapped in behind you with Monty by his side. The position must’ve been very uncomfortable for him, seeing as the bright orange seatbelt sunk into his shoulder, but he didn’t complain, holding your hand in his and running his thumb over your knuckles.

“We’re gonna be alright. We’re gonna be alright,” you repeated to yourself in shaky whispers. You were so focused on controlling your anxiety that you didn’t notice that one boy unstrapped himself and floated in the air laughing at the lack of gravity and making snarky comments about Wells’ father. 

“Y/n, we’re good. We’re alive,” Jasper murmured excitedly when the dropship plummeted into the ground. “I guess these two weren’t so lucky.” Your head snapped towards the two unknown teenagers laying on the dropship’s floor, unmoving. 

“Oh god,” you whispered, your free hand releasing the seatbelt in shock. Silence fell around the delinquents who were still processing the situation. You landed on Earth. Well, you hoped it was Earth and not another planet.

“Hey, do you hear that?” Monty broke the silence. “No machine hum,” he noted.

“Whoa, that’s a first.” Jasper dropped your hand to unstrap himself before rushing towards you and helping you get out of the uncomfortable seat. “Feeling better already?” he asked with a smile, seeing your suddenly cheerful expression.

“We landed!” You jumped up, circling your arms around Jasper’s neck and hugging him tightly. The fear you felt earlier already vanished from your mind.

“Yeah, we definitely did land somewhere.” He blushed, trying to get his feelings under control, holding you close against his slim body. You could never comprehend how much he missed you and how much pain your ‘death’ inflicted on him. Jasper hid his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in the feeling of relief that you were finally back at his side.

“Let’s go!” you said excitedly, pulling away from him and running towards the exit of the dropship, leaving your friend to exchange glances with Monty. Unbeknownst to you, the latter teased his best friend about his evident crush on you.

Before you could reach your destination, somebody’s hand shot up in your direction and wrapped around your arm, preventing you from going any further. You looked up to meet the brown eyes of a handsome boy who was definitely older than you. The Guard’s black uniform fit his muscular body nicely, his olive complexion and dark curly hair making him even more attractive. The boy just screamed ‘ladies here comes trouble’. He held you back from reaching the large metal door, placing his large hand against your sternum.

“What is it with people grabbing me all the time?” you grumbled out, unhappy about the unknown boy’s behavior. The dark-eyed stranger released you quickly but didn’t apologize for his actions.

“Just so you know, I will be opening this door,” he said with a small smirk, looking at the people crowding around you as if he was already their leader.

“That’s not exactly your choice to make.” You stepped away from him, jabbing him in the ribs with your elbow. “Open it then. I want to go outside already,” you complained before an unknown blonde girl pushed her way through the crowd.

“Stop! The air could be toxic,” she said, annoyed at your ‘irresponsible’ actions.

“I don’t care. I’ve been locked up in the Sky Box since I was fourteen. I’m not just going to sit around here, waiting for a sign from God to tell me that it’s safe to go outside.”

“If the air is toxic, we’re all dead anyway,” he agreed with you, clutching the lever in his hand.

“Wait, isn’t this Y/n Collins? The second child that was supposed to be floated early?” someone asked, nudging their friend. 

“Why is she still alive?” another voice joined before the whole crowd started whispering about you. 

You ignored the voices, shutting them out of your mind. Bellamy was staring at his sister in shock, too occupied with their reunion to notice that you grabbed the lever and pulled it down. The metal door opened slowly, letting the fresh breeze rush over your smiling face.

“Let's give them something else to remember you by,” Bellamy whispered to his sister, seeing you looking at your surroundings in amazement, too focused on the green view and fresh air to step outside.

“Yeah? Like what?” Octavia asked, tilting her head so her brother could whisper the idea into her ear.

“Like being the first person on the ground in a hundred years,” his words wafted through her mind, which soaked them in like a sponge.

Without waiting for another second, the brunette pushed you aside, making you trip over the opened metal door before falling on your side with a wince, your hands keeping your face away from the dirt and grass beneath them. Some rocks sunk into your skin, making you grit your teeth in pain. Octavia ignored your figure, leaping outside and throwing her arms in the air with a loud exhale.

“We’re back, bitches!” she yelled at the top of her lungs, spinning around just in time to see someone heading in your direction. She sent you an apologetic smile full of awkwardness before walking away to wonder at the beautiful nature of Earth.

“Are you alright?” The familiar voice made your head snap in its direction. Over your slumped body stood the person you thought you’d never see again. His soft brown eyes met yours, full of disbelief, happiness, and confusion.

“Finn,” you murmured out his name, your voice breaking. You couldn’t believe your eyes.

Your older brother fell to his knees beside you, circling his strong arms around your silhouette, clutching you tightly in his embrace. His chin rested on the crown of your head while he murmured incoherent words to himself that sounded as if he was reassuring himself that you were real and not just a hallucination caused by toxic air. He breathed in a sigh of relief, his tears streaming down his cheeks and landing in your hair.

“My little sister, my sweet Y/n,” Finn whispered in desperation, causing your own eyes to water. “I love you. I love you so much,” he repeated the words over and over again for several minutes, not letting you go even when you started punching his chest in frustration.

“You left me there. You left me there, Finn! I was alone, and you didn’t come!” you cried out, trying to push him away. He didn’t care for you then. Why would he care now? He promised to visit you at least once a week, but he stopped when you turned sixteen. “I... I waited for you,” you mumbled out, your voice breaking.

“I’m so sorry, I really am. They told me you were dead, and I-”

“But I’m not!” you screamed at him, finally managing to get away from his vice-like grip. You couldn’t even look him in the eyes. If you did, then you’d see how much your words pained him, how the guilt ate him away piece by piece right in front of your face.

“Y/n, is he bothering you?” Jasper’s voice joined into the siblings’ not-so-happy reunion. He recognized your brother but didn’t question why were you trying to get away from him so desperately. The goggle-wearing boy took your hand in his before pulling you up on your feet.

“No, it’s alright. We’re done talking,” you ground out, your eyes meeting Finn’s in pure hatred, there was a spark of longing in them as well, but you shoved it back so deep into your mind that your brother surely wouldn’t find it there.

“Come on, we need to clean your hands.” Jasper pulled you away, ignoring the tense atmosphere between you and your sibling.

You almost forgot about the rocks that plunged themselves into your palms, and now when your friend reminded you, your skin started burning. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the agony of seeing Finn again after a year of feeling like he didn’t want you in his life anymore.

Your relationship with Finn didn't change a lot since the day when you landed on Earth. You avoided him at all costs, taking every opportunity to be as far away from him. You forced yourself to stop caring, especially about his close connection with Clarke.

The girl wasn’t a bad person. Hell, she was cute and smart. She helped you many times before, bandaging your wounds and reassuring you when you felt like a liability. If it weren’t for Finn, you would probably be good friends with her by now. But what you didn’t appreciate about her was her relationship with your brother. They acted as if Raven never existed, giving each other longing gazes across the camp. You felt bad for her when Finn’s girlfriend joined you on Earth. It seemed that your brother forgot to tell her that there was someone else in his life. You hoped that they didn’t break up through the year when you didn’t have any contact with them.

Raven’s sudden appearance in the camp was surprising, but she was probably more shocked by your very alive person than your group was about her escape pod crashing onto the Ground. She wanted to embrace you the second she saw you but the ice-cold glare you sent her way was enough to stop her in her tracks.

The brunette explained everything to you and decided to give you as much time as you needed to think everything through. You didn’t know if you could believe her. The guard’s words spinning in your mind, not letting you forget that they left you there and if it wasn’t for The Ark sending the hundred to the Ground, you’d have never seen them again.

You were alone in your cell once again, laying on the uncomfortable cot with a tiny smile. Today was visitation day, and Finn promised to be there to catch up with you and tell you everything that happened on The Ark this week. 

“Prisoner one-nine-three,” the guard standing outside the door called out your number, making you scramble off the bed in excitement. Finn was waiting for you in the common room, and you couldn’t wait to hug him and tell him how much you missed him and Raven.

“What hour is it? Are you taking me to the common room? Is Finn waiting for me?” the questions spilled from your mouth while you turned around to face the wall, your hands outstretched behind your back, ready to be cuffed. 

“There are no visitors for you today, prisoner one-nine-three,” the guard said, his voice ice-cold.

“What do you mean?” You turned towards him, looking him in the eyes in confusion. “You’re lying,” you stated when you noticed his fidgeting hands.

“I’m not. There're no visitors for you, and there won’t ever be. Your brother doesn’t want to see you.”

“No, this is not fair! I want to speak with Chancellor Jaha.”

“I’m afraid I can’t let you,” he grounded out, taking a menacing step towards your person.

“Don’t come any closer, or I’ll scream!” You backed away from him quickly, but your back met the wall after four steps. The man followed, pushing you into the metal surface harshly.

“The medicine you stole two years ago. That medicine could’ve saved my wife’s life, and now she’s gone!” The guard gripped your wrists in one of his hands, pinning them to the wall above your head.

“What are you doing? Please don’t hurt me!” you cried out, making the man grit his teeth in frustration.

“Shut up! Don’t you think you’ve done enough damage already?! Your brother doesn’t care about you anymore. No one does after they found out about what you did to my wife.”

His closed fist met your face, making you whimper in pain. You shut your eyes, trying to block out every punch and hateful comment coming your way. But he just kept going again and again, until every inch of your skin was bruised, and blood oozed out of your nose and mouth. Yet, the only pain you felt came from his words. Your big brother didn’t care about you anymore. He didn’t want to see you ever again.

“I didn’t know. I’m so sorry,” you whispered after he released you.

The man seemed speechless after his brutal actions. He did everything to become a guard on The Ark and find you. You were fourteen when you stole the strong antifebrile medicine that could’ve saved his wife. If a fourteen years old girl could kill his wife, then she could take her punishment. The beating didn’t seem enough for the man. He cuffed your hands before pushing you towards the exit.

“Where are you taking me?” you asked, your voice cracking.

“Solitary. Since your brother doesn’t wish to visit you anymore, the chancellor decided to make some space for other criminals and lock you there instead,” the guard explained, pulling you by the arm through the dimly lit corridors of the Sky Box.

“This doesn’t ma-” His grip on you tightened, making you shut your mouth and follow him in silence. 

When you got into the solitary wing, he threw you in the dark cell and closed the door without another word. He couldn’t have you telling your brother and friends about his actions. The Council would float him for this, and that’s why he had to lie. The extra suffering it caused you was just a bonus.

“Again, who’s idea was it to cross the Grounders’ territory?” you asked, walking beside Jasper with your dagger clutched tightly in your hand. 

You just saw three of your people die at the hands of the Grounders, but Bellamy just couldn’t stop chasing after Octavia. You understood that she was his sister, but he was putting you all in danger by running after one of them. You didn’t even know if he had Octavia. What if it was a trap? What if all of you were chasing your own demise?

“Y/n, we can’t let him escape without being sure that he’s not the one who has her,” Finn said, staring at the back of your head. You still didn’t forgive him, and God only knows how many times he apologized for not visiting you, you didn’t even let him explain himself.

“I wasn’t talking to you,” you grounded out, quickening your steps and joining Bellamy’s side at the front of your small group.

“Will she ever hear me out?” Finn asked Jasper, looking expectantly at him for an answer. He was desperate to have you in his life again. He wished everything could be like it was before you were locked up in the Sky Box.

“I don’t know, man. She’s still mad. Give her some time,” the black-haired boy answered, patting your brother on the arm before focusing his eyes back on your figure. You spent so much time together since you landed on Earth, and with every day that passed, he loved you even more than before; he thought it wasn’t possible to have such strong feelings towards someone. God, he joined Bellamy’s search party only to impress you.

“Soooo… You and my sister, huh?” Spacewalker sent the other boy a tiny grin.

“We’re just friends,” Jasper answered, but the tips of his ears went red in embarrassment. 

“Yeah, ‘just friends’ my ass. Treat her well because if you hurt her, I’ll make sure every inch of your body is covered in bruises,” Finn threatened him teasingly before joining Monroe’s side and leaving the whipped boy alone.

“Make room! Y/n got stabbed by a Grounder!” Finn carried you into the dropship, holding one of his arms under your knees while the other one supported your back, clutching you close to his chest.

“Clarke! Where’s Clarke? Get her here right now!” Jasper yelled frantically. Tears streamed down his face since the moment the Grounder sunk his blade into your body. He just couldn’t stop them from escaping his eyes. What if they were too late? He couldn’t lose you again, not now, not ever.

“Clear the table!” Clarke ordered, running into the room, her blue eyes glued to your unconscious figure. “Do it now!”

“Y/n, oh my god…” Raven quickly slid everything off the metal table that stood in the corner of the room. Her heart broke when she saw your closed eyes and the blood oozing out of the wound in your chest. She helped Finn lay you gently on the metal surface.

“Y/n, please wake up,” your brother whispered desperately. His warm hand found yours and gripped it tightly. “I can’t go through it again…”

Clarke checked your pulse, sighing with relief when she felt it under her fingers. “She’s alive. Raven, I need to talk with my mother. I can’t help her otherwise.”

The brunette’s teary eyes were still stuck to you and Finn, who begged you to not leave him. She couldn’t look away, she was too afraid that if she did, you’d die. God, she couldn’t even move. It felt like her whole body was paralyzed.

“Raven, wake up!” Jasper yelled at her, making her head snap in his direction. “We need the radio. Can you fix it?” He looked at her, pleading her with his eyes to figure out how to repair that stupid radio. You couldn’t die. He would never forgive himself for letting you go without saying how he felt about you. 

“I will fix it. I’m not letting her die. Not ever again.”

Your eyelids fluttered open when you heard someone shuffling around the dropship. You tried to look around, but the laying position prevented you from finding the source of the noise. You hoisted yourself up on your elbows, quickly regretting moving at all. The pain that shot through your whole body made you gasp.

“God, I’m trying to exist here. Can you stop making so much noise?” you mumbled out, your voice hoarse. Your eyes met Finn’s silhouette. He was focused on lifting bloodied rugs from the floor around the metal table you laid on, but at your words, his head snapped in your direction.

“You’re awake!” The dark-haired boy rushed to your side, tripping over his own feet. “You almost scared me to death,” he mumbled out, scanning your features with his soft brown eyes. “I thought I lost you again.”

“Finn,” you whispered his name before throwing yourself at him, enveloping him in a hug that spoke thousands of words. “Please, forgive me. I love you so much, big brother. I know you care about me too, and I’m so fucking sorry that I’ve put you through so much pain,” you rambled, fisting the fabric of his shirt in your hands, holding him close.

“No, you don’t get to apologize, Y/n. You did nothing wrong, okay? I should’ve never believed the guards. Will you forgive me?” he whispered, kissing the side of your head tenderly.

“We’re idiots.”

“The biggest idiots that have ever walked on this ground.” 

The both of you burst into teary giggles, holding each other close. You were so stubborn and stupid, but the war between the two of you was finally over, and you couldn’t be happier at that fact. After this accident, you were sure that nothing could pull you apart.

“Y/n?!” Raven’s voice pierced the air, and before you could comprehend what was happening, the brunette joined the hug, resting her chin on your shoulder. “Don’t scare me like that ever again, dumbass!” Tears slipped from her gorgeous brown eyes, making wet splotches on your grey shirt. 

“I can’t promise you that. Apparently dying, and coming back is my new hobby.” You laughed whole-heartedly. Oh, how you missed being friends with Raven, seeing her toothy smile and her sparkling eyes when she was talking about her passions.

“Group hugging without me? Not fair,” you heard the familiar voice of your best friend. Jasper threw his arms around the three of you with a huge grin.

"Jasper!" You were so happy to see him that he almost passed out at that fact.

“It’s a family reunion, Goggles!” Raven complained, feeling the boy’s elbow jab her in the ribs. 

“Man, wait your turn!”

You laughed at their playful fight. The beautiful sound left your lips and echoed through the dropship. You were more than happy to be surrounded by the people you loved the most.

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[moonlit-imagines]

warnings:

a/n: kaylee just say you dont hate finn anymore i KNOW thats what youre thinking shshshhshaha

requested by anonymous

“I’m coming with you.” You told the group of teens about to begin their own mission in the woods. You had been keeping an eye on them recently, it’d be best to keep on with that. Kane was counting on you to evaluate the authority of the Ground. These guys were rising up.

“Alright, good.” Clarke accepted your offer and led everyone towards the forest.

“Welcome to the team, y/n.” Finn walked beside you with his hands in his pockets. “Believe it or not, we’re the fun ones.” He joked, giving you a much needed laugh. “Just don’t get on the wrong side of the Princess over there.”

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You went on a few more treks with that team...and Finn. You were starting to form a bond with him. That wasn’t in the mission guidelines.

“Y/N, watch out!” Finn tackled you into the dirt as a trap was set off, only missing the pair of you by a few inches. “You okay?” Each of you panted and you were pretty sure you saw the life flash before your eyes before frantically nodding. Finn crawled off of you and pulled you back to your feet, then you immediately yanked him forward for a kiss of gratitude. Maybe a little more thank gratitude, but that’s not important right now.

“Thanks, Collins.”

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