#The Ark BURN

[hd-junglebook]

The 100 Masterlist

More works for this are coming!!

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Bellamy Blake x Reader

Diana Sydney's daughter is sent to the ground with 99 other delinquents. While her mother schemes for power and destruction aboard the Ark, y/n must navigate the harsh realities of survival on the ground. As she confronts her own trauma and struggles to define her morality in the face of chaos, she grapples with the ultimate question: Will she rise above her past and choose the path of goodness, or will her mother's influence shape her destiny and lead her down a darker path?

Season 1

Part  1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 6.5 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10

Edge Of Exile

Bellamy Blake x Reader

As the ark struggles to establish a new home on Earth, Y/N, a prisoner from flint station seems to be the only one who can save them from themselves. the group finds themselves thrust into a dangerous power struggle that threatens to tear the community apart. Faced with betrayal, deceit, and factions vying for control, Y/N must navigate a treacherous landscape of alliances and rivalries.

parts - prologue,  1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10 , 11 , 12

In the process of completing !

The Other Side

John Murphy x Reader

A grounder marked as a spy for the commander is tasked with the case of gathering intel on a group of survivors that fell from the sky. Falling for a member of this foreign group leads the clan into bloodshed.

Part 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

Lost

A normal plane ride back home ends in shambles as the plane crashes on a remote island far from home. That last survivors band together to survive and uncover the secrets of the island.

Part 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

[theyaremycrocsyoudonut]

The scene in 3x11 right before Mickey gets married is just so *unintelligible screams*, *muffled sounds of violence*, *nails scratching a chalkboard*, *war sirens* you know what I mean?

Let me elaborate. Ian comes practically BEGGING him not to get married to Svetlana. He didn't give him an ultimatum as he does later on, he just begged him. And Mickey didn't want to get married to Svetlana, it was the last fucking thing he wanted to do. But, had he ran away, or refused to marry her, or came out, or something, Terry would right out try to murder him and we know this for a FACT. So Mickey did the only thing he could. He couldn't not marry Svetlana, he couldn't come out to his dad, he couldn't outright admit his feelings (because acknowledging them even to himself would cause him an INCREDIBLE amount of pain), he couldn't do jackshit. Except of what he did. He kissed Ian, like it was their last kiss, which, had they not found Ian after he ran away, would actually be their last kiss. He looked at Ian's lips and it was as if they magnetized each other. Physical love was all he could give.

[arkeusruin]

WHUMP MONTH DAY 1 : BURN

I tried a lil shitty sketch thing for whump month but I had a high fever so it's fucking wACK

Cw: kinda graphic burn wound/scar under the cut

I was going for a kinda past life Phantom flashback like thing?

[kindaasrikal]

I highly recommend not staying up till 8am and instead sleep like a normal person. Thank you. Good night.

[sincerely-sofie]

TPiaG AU be like:

“You get some trauma! You get some trauma! You get some trauma! EVERYBODY GETS A TRAUMA!!!!!!!!”

*points at Opal* “Except you.”

Opal's trauma is finding out about all the visceral suffering that stitched her happy family together :)

[moonagedaydreamsofrhiannon]

veronica mars is so joan of arc coded it’s insane

[arts-by-omar]

Inktober Day 28 (Sparkle)

Inktober Day 29 (Massive)

Inktober Day 30 (Rush)

Inktober Day 31 (Fire)

Happy Halloween 🎃👻

[deva-arts]

"Sonia starts a conversation with Harvey."

(Based off of the Improv lmao)

- Submitted by @mettamorphoses !

This was a really sweet read lol, you're improving a ton in writing dude! And the ending is way better than what happened in the improv. Sonia gets some consideration for her feelings! yaaaay!

Harvey, with practically nothing better to do whilst healing, sat down on the couch. He still didn't feel *too* comfortable here in the manumission, but hey. Atleast he wasn't on the run anymore. And that 'Nathan' guy helped out quite a bit.

He glanced at the table infront of him and squinted. "Is that a glass pyramid in the middle of the table? Is that just a design choice?.... What does it do?" He sat up and prodded at it. And low and behold, it's a projector.

It displayed a menu of some kind. With options for a search engine, streaming services, books, movies, music, you name it. He tapped the 'search engine' option and slowly typed something in. He typed in: "The foundation of GEAR" He selected a search result, then started reading.

To his understanding, GEAR is some sort of machine that the people living in Systema worship. He scoffed. "Now I've seen everything. First it's trees being worshipped, then my in-laws, and now machines. Give me a goddamn break." He thought.

"Sooo, what did you say your name was?" Said Sonia. She's sitting a few feet to his left. Seems that scrolling through her phone, and having no one to talk to at the moment bored her.

"Like I said, it's Harvey." He said. He supported his head with one of his hands as he went back to reading.

Sonia put down the phone. " Oh--Harveyyy! Oh. yeah, nice to meet you! But like, uhm--what are you reading?"

Harvey turned to her. "--What?"

"Yeah, like, what are you reading? That looks so fun." She said.

"It's this book. Somethin' about the foundation of Gear."

"Oh really? Oh my God, is that new? Like--a couple years ago?--like, when?"

"Says here that this book was written about.... a century ago?"

"That sounds so interesting--but like, why are you reading something so.... ancient?"

"I find it interesting. I like history." He turned to face the projection yet again.

"Oh my God, so like, that actually reminds me. I have a friend that's also super into old books too. That's like so crazy. That's like so crazy that you would say that."

"... Uhuh."

"So you're reading the foundation of Gear, and you like history... y'know, that's like--i heard this one thing. There's this movie called The Odyssey. And it's about these two lovers--and they're trying their best to escape from like, this place. And y'know, I actually co-starred in that film. It's like so crazy. And uhm-y'know the Co-stars, they were so fun! The main lead, she's a bitch, but like... oh my god you should watch it. You should watch it right now."

"Uhm. Maybe later?"

"Eh. Even if you don't watch it now that's okay. Because that film was a bust anyway and it didn't make any money. But anyway, like, the Odyssey is such a hot film too because in it: I had to kiss like this one guy and his breath smelled like garlic, and I think that he did that so that I wouldn't fall for him, but I wouldn't fall for him anyway. Cause like, I dunno. I don't get it. Cause this guy, he was so mid. I don't even fuckin' like...ugh. you get it? You know?--like ya know?"

Harvey nodded.

"Like I don't even get it, he was trying to make me not fall, but I wouldn't have fallen anyway. I wouldn't have gotten--like, y'know, Harvey? Like, you get it? So anyway, I'm trying my best so that I can get into the film. I'm doing everything I can, but, apparently this one bitch Tiffany, she was trying her best too but...but I think she's... Tiffany is such a nepo baby.

And this kinda reminds me of when I got into film making! And uhm, i-- it was only really like a couple of years because I couldn't get too into it. Because they said that "Hey, this isn't going to be the best thing for your career", and uhm I didn't really get all that lipo for nothing. Y'know what I mean? Y'know what I mean? Y'know what I mean Harvey? Is that your name? I coulda sworn it was something else."

Harvey breathed in slowly. "Comradery." He thought. "Speak calmly but be firm. Alright. I can do that."

"Sonia."

"Hm? What's up? What's up?"

"Could you please save this for later? As much as I want to talk, i'm tryna read. After this, I'll be more than happy to have a conversation. Alright?"

Sonia paused. "Oh. Well--okay. Suits me." And she went right back to scrolling on her phone.

[blackbutlercharacterpoll2023]

Baron Kelvin

[underdarken]

@crookedtouch sent: ❝ i’m also worried about me, but i somehow seem to be worried about you more. ❞

"Is that what the little furrow between your brows is about?"

They have to tease, if only for a moment. It's rare that Astarion makes it so easy, and well, they're not above a little playful opportunism. They do grow a bit more somber by the moment, however, aware that he very well might be bringing this up with a purpose in mind, and it isn't their intention to dismiss him. The opposite, really. Still, try as they might to take even the faintest stab at what this might be about, all possibilities ring back entirely silent.

"Alright, what have I done now?"

[risingsunresistance]

50 skill average...

[hd-junglebook]

Edge of Exile

prologue

summary : this is pretty short compared to what I have in mind for the next chapters. Just some background before I get the story rolling.

The scream died in her throat as y/n jerked awake, heart pounding. The remnants of the nightmare still clung to her - the acrid smell of burning flesh, the anguished cries she released as her mother stopped breathing, the way they dragged her out of the room. She pressed a palm against her forehead, taking deep breaths to chase the images away.

It had been six years since she lost her mother, but it may as well have been last night. The nightmares never let her forget. She saw it vividly every time she closed her eyes – the operation table, the look on Abby Griffins face when all attempts to save her mother’s life failed. And her mother - her brave, stubborn mother - running back into the inferno to help others, never to return.

Y/n rose unsteadily to her feet in the cramped cell, the sound of her footsteps filling the room around her. She splashed icy water on her face from the basin, then reached under her mattress for the tattered notebook. Her fingers trembled slightly over the pages as they traced the faces - her mother's kind eyes, her best friends’ smiles.

The cold vastness of space only seemed to amplify her aching loneliness. Y/n was used to being alone, staying alert, not allowing anyone in. It was the only way to survive now.

This prison cell had been her home for the past year after she was incarcerated. Like all the prisoners aboard this dying relic, she was kept in prison station, locked away from the rest of society, labeled as a danger to herself and the citizens of the ark.

She inhaled a shuddering breath and carefully returned the notebook to its hiding place. There was another long haul to get through today. She couldn't afford to dwell on the past. The ghosts would need to wait - at least until she slept again.

A chime sounded, signaling the prisoners that it was time for breakfast. Y/n took a deep breath and steeled herself. She had survived a year in this floating tomb; she could survive another day. Keep your head down, don't cause trouble, watch your back - that was the only way.

She paused, struck by the silence. The usual morning clatter of prisoners being escorted to the eating hall was absent. She peered out into the corridor - the cells were empty. The entire block, once filled with over a hundred prisoners, was now a ghost town.

Unease crept over her. Just a week ago, these halls rang out with activity. Where had everyone gone? Her friends - Harper and Miller - had been in the cells nearby just day’s before. Now all of them had vanished.

Rumors of mass executions had spread through the cell blocks in recent days. Resources on the dying Ark were scarce, and the leadership was becoming more ruthless. But she had never believed it would actually happen to them.

Harper's 18th birthday was just a few days away. She had seen it happen to so many others before, and now it seemed like it was Harper's turn. In the society they lived in, turning 18 meant one thing - being floated.

Had her friends been marched to their deaths in the middle of the night? Where had the guards taken them? And more urgently - would she be next?

…

The loss of her mother sent y/n into a downward spiral. She became angry and reckless, no longer caring about the consequences of her actions. Her mother had been her rock, and now she was adrift.

She was left under the watchful eye of her uncle, Kane. He was one of the Council members who maintained draconian order on the Ark. y/n saw him as part of the same corrupt system that floated her father for treason.

She had overheard Clarke and Wells discussing how her father had discovered the Ark was running out of air and wanted to inform the citizens. The Council's answer had been to silence him - permanently. He was given a treason charge and floated. Y/n’s uncle being one of the few who did not vote against this decision.

After Jake Griffin’s death, she decided it was time to pick up where he left off. Enough waiting silently in the shadows. She rallied a group from Factory Station, using her uncle's connections to gain access to Council events. Spent hours strategizing and devising a plan to confront the chancellor about the dwindling resources and oxygen.

The day of the Council meeting arrived, and y/n and her followers had knocked out enough guards to sneak into the council room. She marched in with the head guard, Commander Shumway, at knife point. The Council members stumbled over their words, trying to defend their actions. In the end, they confirmed that the Ark was running out of oxygen, but they were sneaky.

The Ark Guard burst through the doors. They had gotten word that the group was holding the Council hostage. Talia never expected them to act so quickly. The guards surrounded them, weapons drawn, ready to subdue them.

Her defiance only angered Kane further. He condemned her "rebellious theatrics" and soon had her locked away, floating the rest of the demonstrators. Charged with spreading false information, the murder of two guards and inciting rebellion.

The day the executions were carried out, y/n could only watch in helpless horror as her friends were floated one by one - launched out the airlock to their deaths. She should have been with them - was ready to die alongside them. But the Guards held her back.

Instead of execution, y/n was sentenced back to solitary confinement. At first, she didn't understand why she had been spared. It made no sense. She had led the uprising, held the Council hostage, exposed their lies. By all rights, she should have been the first to die.

Being left alive was its own special torture. wracked with guilt, replaying every moment in her mind. What if she had done something differently? What if she had turned herself in so the others could get away? She would never know now. Their faces, full of fear yet resolute courage as they floated out into oblivion, haunted her.

The only explanation was her uncle. Kane's influence must have swayed the Council to stay her execution. But to what end? So she could rot in this cell, alone with her guilt and grief?

…

Y/n sat silently in her cell, gazing up at the mural she had painted on the walls over the past year. The portrait depicted a man and woman standing resolute as flames engulfed the scene around them, the Ark crumbling into ashes amidst the inferno.

The burning ark symbolizes the destruction that can be caused by our negligence and disregard for the world around us.

She had just returned from the melancholy affair of breakfast - prisoners eating alone, guards eyeing them warily. The food stuck in her throat these days. Her friends should be here breaking stale rations  with her, not lost to the void.

The slam of the cell door jarred Talia from her thoughts. She scrambled to her feet as guards entered behind her uncle, Kane. " Printer 124, Stand against the wall," they ordered gruffly, readying their shock batons.

Kane lifted a hand. "It's alright, let her be," he said. y/n slowly sank back down, watching Kane with wary eyes as he took in her mural. What did he want now? Surely not just to critique her art. The guards took up positions around the small cell standing at the doors.

"The Council has authorized me to make you a deal," Kane finally said as he clasped his hands behind his back. "About a week ago we sent some prisoners to the ground. 100 to be exact. We’ve communicated with them. There's talk of sending the exodus ship to the ground. They want you to go with the first group."

y/n’s eyes widened in surprise. Return to Earth, after all this time? Could the Council finally be desperate enough to take such a risk?

She hesitated, taking in his words. 100 prisoners to the ground the day of Harper and Millers disappearance. But if there was any possibility of life on the ground, she had to take it...for their sake.

Jaha's offer was simple - help repair the last three stations and once they reach Earth, her slate would be wiped clean, but they must be desperate if Kane was resorting to bargaining with me.

"And if I say no?" y/n challenged.

"Then you'll be floated with the rest of them," Kane said coldly.

[drrealityslenderverse]

New! Masks ch. 39

Another Tim chapter w/some fluff!

Masks (80464 words) by DRReality Chapters: 52/? Fandom: Slender Man Mythos, Marble Hornets, Creepypasta - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky & Original Character(s), Original Character(s)/Original Character(s), Jay Merrick/Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky, Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky/Reader Characters: Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky, Brian Thomas | Hoody, Slender Man, The Operator (Marble Hornets), Alex Kralie, Tobias Erin "Toby" Rogers | Ticci Toby, The Rake (Creepypasta), Original Characters, Skully (Marble Hornets) Additional Tags: Angst, POV First Person, Proxies (Slender Man Mythos), Slow Burn, Post-Canon, Post-Marble Hornets (Web Series), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Demons, Not Beta Read, glitchedverse beta, glitchedverse au, Marble Hornets AU, Mentions of Cancer, Mentions of Suicide, Panic Attacks, POV Third Person, hinted jam, Past Relationship(s), Unreliable Narrator, x Reader if you squint Summary: Tim lost everyone to The Operator but just when he thought it was over he runs into Ash, the two becoming reluctant allies in this mess. He soon uncovers that what he knew about that entity and the horrors might reach further than he and Jay originally found out… and Ash seems to know more than what's being told. Keep friends close and enemies closer, if you can tell the difference. For Ash, that line is becoming blurrier and trying to keep friends alive along with herself isn't easy. Piece by piece Slender works to break her and force Ash to work as a puppet. Their choices may eventually come down to Break or Fight, better known as Submit or Die, unless they can figure out how to trust each other enough to work together. With surprises in store and threats from all directions their lives depend on it.   Will be in 1st person with Tim's chapters being in 3rd (basically the inspiration that started my Into the Ark comic and entire Glitchedverse AU.)

[nanintell]

My SEA Ark (main) witnessing his GMS Reboot counterpart getting one-shot by a happy erda:

[sincerely-sofie]

Is this why Ark won't straight up confess?

Oh my WORD I'd forgotten I made a meme of that. Long story short, yeah! Pretty much!

There's a cut (but still canonical) scene this is based on early in The Present is a Gift where Ark, sans memories, basically says he's very fond of Twig and he's happy he met her and is able to call her a friend. Twig doesn't straight up tell him she'll slide him a fifty if he never says that again in the original scene, but she gets VERY noticeably uncomfortable and he permanently backs off on the Words of Affirmation front.

After that, he has this lingering fear that she'll react the same way if he were ever to propose a romantic relationship, and so his ex-villain brain constantly comes up with elaborate schemes that minimize emotional risks and have Twig make the first move in response to actions he takes that may or may not be interpreted as platonic or perhaps something more, therefore shifting all risks off of himself in the process.

TL;DR--- Man's scared of rejection and has masterminded a situation in which Twig is the only one to risk direct rejection, therefore guaranteeing success... If she wasn't an idiot and would pick up on his hints.