#bellamy blake fwb

[bellamyblakemorley]

Bellamy Blake x Reader: FWB

SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT

^Requested^

Summary: Bellamy and Y/N are friends with benefits. They have been for a while, but they both have feelings for each other that haven’t been exposed yet. Outside of Bellamy’s tent, the rest of the delinquents get suspicious, but still don’t know what Y/N and Bellamy are. Neither do they.

Warnings: Smut, swearing

Word Count: 1422

A/N: Sorry i’ve been MIA for a while. A writer has to fangirl too!

*Third Person*

“Fuck you’re stunning.” Bellamy sucked at Y/N’s neck and marked her with a very large, clearly visible hickey. His lips trailed over her stomach and down to her thighs. He licked a stripe over the fabric of her panties and she moaned his name, loudly.

“Keep it down my beautiful girl.” She did as Bellamy told her to and bit the inside of her cheek.

Bellamy slipped his hands into the hemline of Y/N’s panties and slowly pulled them off her body. The girl was anxious, eager to explore Bellamy Blake’s body with her hands. She has before, a bunch of times in fact. Every time they have sex, something new is introduced, explored. Each time feels like the first. 

“You’re already soaked, babe. All ready for me.” Bellamy’s hand immediately flew to her clit and started to slowly rub. Y/N moaned and pushed her head back further into her pillow. She had thought about this all day, and Bellamy sensed it.

“You’ve been thinking about this, about me fucking you all day, huh?” Y/N nodded. She propped herself up on her elbows as Bell groaned when her hand flew to palm his crotch. She could feel his pants tightening and she suppressed her moans as Bell kept generously rubbing her bundle of nerves.

“Please Bell. I need this.” Y/N practically sobbed and begged Bellamy to give her what she had wanted. Before she could get any more words out, Bellamy forcefully thrusted in to her surprise. He drew out and back in at a growing pace. The speed picked up and Y/N was a writhing mess underneath him.

“Bell. I-I’m gonna cum.” Her breaths became short and more erratic. 

“Let go for me, princess. Come on.” Y/N finally let go and Bellamy pulled out. He released over her stomach and flopped down next to the panting girl. They were both breathing heavily for about 5 minutes. Y/N turned to face Bellamy and propped herself up on her elbows. She stared into Bell’s dark eyes.   She secretly admired every characteristic. They way his freckles were peppered across his face, the adorable scar above his upper lip.

Y/N knew she had to leave before she confessed her feelings. It would either change her life for the better, or the worst. Expressing how she felt would possibly destroy her relationship with Bellamy and that’s the last thing Y/N wanted. Long story short, she collected her clothes from the ground and started to get dressed. Before Bellamy could process what she was doing, his tent was hollow. He was confused as to why Y/N left so soon. He would ask her in the morning. All Bell could comprehend at the moment was his exhaustion.

*Y/N’s POV*

While last night was certainly one to remember, I couldn’t stay any longer or i’d give up everything I had to Bellamy. He couldn’t know about my feelings for him or i’d risk losing what we had already. 

It was early the next morning, only Raven, Clarke, and Octavia were up at this hour. They were most definitely together talking somewhere, for this was all the free time they’d get during their time on the ground. I thought some company would clear my mind of the thoughts of loneliness I was feeling lately. 

Sure enough, I had found them on the top level of the drop ship, talking away about memories on the Ark. I climbed up the ladder and opened the hatch. They all looked in my direction and greeted me warmly. Octavia moved over so I could grab a spot to sit down next to her. She offered me some water and berries, which I gratefully accepted. 

Thankfully, nobody had asked me about my encounter with Bellamy. I had only listened in to their conversation and made some short comments here and there. About an hour later, everyone started to file out of the drop ship and get started on the days work. I was the last one to climb down to the lower level. Just as I was turning to walk out, Clarke stopped me. She gripped my wrist and tugged back softly to let me know she wanted to talk. 

“Is everything alright between you and Bellamy?” I nodded and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. She continued, “A couple of the delinquents noticed you coming out of his tent every so often, and-”

“Everything is fine, Clarke.” With that said, I walked out of the drop ship and started walking to my watch post.

*Bellamy’s POV*

I was confused as to why Y/N left my tent so fast the other night. I still hadn’t worked up the courage to ask her about it. If I showed that I cared, she may think I wanted more than what we had, which might’ve scared her away. I’m not sure of what we are anyway. I don’t think she knows either.

As I woke up the next day, I stretched, put on some clothes, and walked out of my tent. Nearly half the camp was already up and working. I quietly searched for Y/N, but I didn’t spot her. She might’ve been in the drop ship with Clarke. That’s where I go to first. 

Once I reach the ramp leading to the drop ship, I look around to notice eyes observing me closely. Some delinquents seem like they’re silently judging me. I stare daggers into a couple of their gazes and they look away. When I approach Clarke in med bay, she waves me over to where she’s standing. I walk over to her as she finishes bandaging up a kid who scraped his arm while lifting a log the wrong way. As he leaves, I begin to speak when Clarke raises a hand telling me to stop.

“Something is going on between you and Y/N. You think I don’t know you have feelings for her? It’s obvious. The way you look at her, how overprotective you get when she tries to leave with the hunting groups.” Once I was sure she was done, I told her everything. How I felt about Y/N, how I didn’t know what to do next.

“I don’t know what we are. I’m pretty sure she thinks we’re friends with benefits right now. I don’t want to scare her by telling her how I truly feel. What we have is good right now, and even the slightest thing may destroy our relationship or whatever you want to call it.” Clarke nodded in agreement.

“Just tell her how you feel, Bellamy. I’m sure she feels the same way about you.” My eyes widened at that statement, and hope flooded my mind. If only Y/N felt the same way, everything would be fine. More than fine. Everything would be perfect. She’s perfect.

*Third Person*

Later that day, Bellamy approached Y/N at her watch post. He gained some more confidence after Clarke told him that a relationship could be a possibility between the two of them. Y/N looked tired and stressed. If this were any other day, Bellamy would suggest relieving some of that tension, but now was not the time. 

“Y/N?” She turned to come face-to-face with Bellamy, a weak smile tugging at her lips. “How are you doing?”

“I’m okay. Just a little tired. Haven’t had a break in hours.” Y/N turned her head back around to stare at the darkness that seemed to consume her and her thoughts most nights. 

“I wanted to talk with you before you went to bed if that’s okay.” Bellamy seemed a little reluctant to tell Y/N about how he felt, but he was already in too deep to turn back now.

“Sure Bell. Tell me anything.” Bell walked up to her side and she faced him, eyes wide.

“I don’t know what we are and I don’t think you know either. All I do know is that I can’t and won’t survive without you. You’re everything to me and I can’t sleep at night with you thinking I don’t care about you, because I do. This may ruin everything we have, but I think i’m falling in love with you, Y/N.” By now, Y/N was standing beside Bellamy in complete shock. Never in one million years would she have thought that the infamous Bellamy Blake would be into her.

No words needed to be said from there. Y/N walked towards Bellamy and cupped his face. She pulled him down to meet her lips in a passionate, loving kiss. That was all he needed to know that she felt the same way.

[thelittlefanpire]

in the den of the djinn

by thelittlefanpire

The 100 | Wellamy | Bakery AU | Djinn!Wells | TROPED

Written for @troped-fanfic-challenge and inspired by their trope generator — the tropes were: Friends With Benefits + Bakery AU + people exchange money + mythical creatures

Wells didn’t mean to fall for one of his customers, and he definitely didn’t mean to reveal his true identity to him either. But he also didn’t plan on his best friend, his ex, or his enemy to be so invested in his love life.

[a series of unfinished fics—1/50]

[thelegendofclarke]

making a molehill out of a mountain by Kacka // @katchyalater

@clarkeattack: @blakethefirst didn’t even make it to 9:00 tonight… #secretly90 [click to view image]

@clarkeattack: further evidence that @blakethefirst is #secretly90: spent the morning trying to get me to eat his gross Fiber-Os

@blakethefirst: @clarkeattack your digestive system will thank me one day

@jjordan12: @clarkeattack @blakethefirst can you say #secretlymarried???

@therealnathanmiller: @jjordan12 stop trying to make fetch happen

@blakethefirst: @jjordan12 your over-investment in our love lives is excessive

@jjordan12: @therealnathanmiller @blakethefirst none of you appreciate me

Aka the Friends to Lovers au in which neither Clarke nor Bellamy knows how to be casual about... Whatever this is between them.

Written by @katchyalater and inspired by this post from Humans of New York (aka HONY) on Instagram.

[poppykru]

hi! do you have any bellarke fic recs where they are fwbs?

Hiii! Unfortunately, I haven't really read fanfic lately (except for my friends' fanfics i make edits for) but i did go through my bookmarks and found these:

crawling back to you by @burninghoneyatdusk

(i made a gifset for this one if you're interested)

As a star MMA fighter, Bellamy has spent the last decade only looking out for himself and his sister, laser-focused on fighting his way to the top one match at a time. Things change when Clarke unexpectedly enters his life. She was only meant to be a one night stand, but the more time he spends with her, the harder it is to deny what he thought wasn’t possible: he’s falling in love.

If the Right One Came Along by @useyourtelescope

It had been over a decade since Bellamy Blake moved away, but everyone in town still remembered him.

At least, that’s what they’ve all said ever since he became a famous historian, with a book and a popular docuseries on Netflix under his belt.

Clarke, however, had never forgotten her old partner in crime at the library. She’s so proud of everything Bellamy has accomplished even though they lost touch a long time ago.

But now, Bellamy is back and seemingly interested in more than just Clarke’s friendship, and Clarke can’t say that she minds. A casual relationship sounds like just the kind of fun she needs right now.

The fact that it’s with her former best friend-slash-crush isn’t a big deal. After all, their arrangement is only for the few weeks he’s in town before he returns to his celebrity life. That’s definitely not enough time for her to fall for him again…

Hung up on You by @eyessharpweaponshot

Bellamy Blake does not get hung up on girls. It just doesn’t happen. It’s probably why he’s out of his depth when his easy "friends with benefits" arrangement with Clarke Griffin turns into something he can’t control. He’s heartbroken when she leaves town, leaves him, and he thinks he’s made a good effort to move on. However, upon her return, it only takes the mere mention of her name for the crushing realisation to hit: he never got over her at all.

Waste It on Me by @eyessharpweaponshot

There's no such thing as love, according to Clarke Griffin. She's sworn off dating after it leaves a bad taste in her mouth and there's nothing that can sway her from that. What she doesn't expect is that fate has a different path laid out for her - one that leads to a curly haired barman who just happens to be her soulmate.

sometimes (this has a hot, sweet taste) by @brimay

“Princess,” the nickname falls easily off his tongue, is swept along with the wind as she makes her way toward him. Unfazed, she rolls her eyes and grabs the handle on the passenger side door. Of course, it’s locked.

His lips curl into a smirk. “Going somewhere?”

“If you really want me,” she says, cutting to the chase. “You drive this motherfucker to the Tournesols.”

“I’m supposed to know what that means?”

Now, it’s her turn to smirk. “But you do know what it means, Bellamy.”

***

(or: Bellamy and Clarke have sex through the summer. It wasn't supposed to get complicated.)

Virtually Yours by @brimay

(a cute one shot)

“Raven, I’ve said this before. The relationship between Bellamy and I is simple. We meet up, watch a shitty movie on Netflix or something. We fuck, and he leaves. That’s it.”

“Oh, is that why he has a toothbrush at your place?”

(Or the one in which Clarke promises herself to never sleep with Bellamy Blake — and fails spectacularly)

The Arkadias by @sometimesrosy

Clarke is having fun after college, living in NYC, waiting tables, being an artist. When Bellamy Blake, her old college friend, runs into her and invites her to join a writing workshop, she thinks it's awesome. What a chance to do what she wants to do, hang out with new friends and flirt with Bellamy.

They fall easily into a friends with benefits relationship that is great, really it's great. She can totally control these feelings for him that are growing.

It's not a problem. And it's not love.

She's got it all under control.

making a molehill out of a mountain by Kacka

(cute one shot)

in which neither Clarke nor Bellamy knows how to be casual about... whatever this is between them

there's an art to life's distractions by @hawthornewhisperer

Bellamy needs a place to live for a few months and Clarke has a spare bedroom.

What could go wrong?

afraid to call this place our own by @hawthornewhisperer

(fwb is not listed in this one, because its not exactly fwb, but still kinda. this fic is like august by taylor swift)

Clarke frowned at the notification on her ipad. “Why does your history teacher want to meet with me?” she asked, but Madi kept her eyes innocently on her homework.

A little too innocently.

“Mr. Blake’s a hardass,” Madi said with a shrug.

“A hardass who wants a meeting with me barely a month into the school year?” Clarke asked. Madi shrugged again and Clarke narrowed her eyes and scanned the email. “He’s worried about your performance already. Have you even had any tests? What am I missing?”

“He just doesn’t like me,” Madi replied and erased something on her worksheet.

**

(Single mom!Clarke and Teacher!Bellamy, with the usual angsty shenanigans.)

If anyone has recs, don't hesitate to share them 😊

[ao3feed-bellarke]

Of pettiness and politics

by PenguinofProse

Canonverse smutty Saturday. In which Clarke overhears something and reacts poorly.

Words: 3798, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 80 of Smutty Saturdays

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bellamy Blake, Clarke Griffin

Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin

Additional Tags: Smut, Friends With Benefits, FWB, fwb to lovers, Besties to lovers, Friends to Lovers, Best Friends to Lovers, Pillow Talk, unconventional pillow talk, Smutty Saturday

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39430149

[bookwormforalways]

I posted 3,135 times in 2021

63 posts created (2%)

3072 posts reblogged (98%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 48.8 posts.

I added 2,075 tags in 2021

#the 100 - 561 posts

#bellarke - 327 posts

#shadow and bone - 196 posts

#bellarke fanfiction - 184 posts

#taylor swift - 176 posts

#bellamy blake - 171 posts

#to read - 135 posts

#the 100 fanart - 114 posts

#clarke griffin - 109 posts

#lol - 102 posts

Longest Tag: 107 characters

#this always cracks me up bc i can only see lincoln from t100 flirting with fiona from a cinderella story 😂

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

The Food of Love

a bellarke fic by @bookwormforalways​

modern au | fluff | slight enemies to lovers vibe | best friend’s older brother 

Clarke comes home to find two surprises waiting in her kitchen. The first being a meal subscription box she never ordered. The second being Bellamy freaking Blake. 

Exhausted from an extended shift at the hospital, Clarke can’t help but question why her best friend’s older brother is in her house. Why is Bellamy being nice and making her dinner? And what is she supposed to do when he starts quoting Shakespeare?

one-shot | 5.7k words | link in reblog

47 notes • Posted 2021-07-26 17:45:31 GMT

#4

If My Wishes Came True

a bellarke fic by @bookwormforalways written for @infp-with-all-the-feelings & @igotbellarkeforthat 🥰🥰🥰

modern au | best friends to lovers | angst | mutual pining 

Clarke’s best friend, Bellamy, is the most selfless person she knows, continually making sacrifices to take care of the people he loves. 

So when Bellamy is presented with the opportunity of a lifetime, one that requires him to make his first selfish choice in years, Clarke does everything she can to encourage him. Even if that means putting aside her own feelings and sending him on an adventure far away from her. 

Loosely inspired by the karen&keith angst in One Tree Hill season 1 💔

*link in reblog*

54 notes • Posted 2021-01-15 21:34:26 GMT

#3

I Don’t Want To Keep Secrets (just to keep you)

a bellarke fic by @bookwormforalways

rated m | modern au | fake names | fwb to step-siblings | secret dating 

When Clarke first made an online dating profile she used a fake name, not expecting to start anything serious. But then she met Blake. Hooking up with him was supposed to be a one time thing - but it kept happening.

Eight months later, Blake still doesn’t know her real name, or the fact that Clarke has fallen head over heels in love with a man she knows nothing about. That is, until Clarke goes home for her mother’s wedding, and sees an all too familiar face standing as the best man. 

Turns out, Clarke isn’t the only one keeping secrets.

*ao3 link in reblog*

59 notes • Posted 2021-02-25 02:48:32 GMT

#2

whatever the hell you want

written for Day 7 of @bellarkejanuaryjoy 2021! 💜

modern au | meet awkward | celebrity au

When Clarke gets soaked in the rain on her way to work, she finds an unused t-shirt in her design company’s storage room to wear for the day. The only problem is that with the large design of actor Bellamy Blake on the front, Clarke’s outfit is not exactly work appropriate - especially for an impromptu meeting with a brand new client who happens to have a very familiar face. 

rated t | 3.7k words | one-shot

“Holy crap, you’re Bellamy Blake.” The words escaped Clarke’s mouth before she could clamp her hand over her mouth in surprise. 

His jaw dropped, her abruptness catching him off guard for a millisecond before he retorted, “Why are you wearing my face on your shirt?”

“What, this old thing?” Clarke replied on instinct, forcing a laugh, and desperately hoping she wasn’t blushing bright red as she took a seat. 

Across the table, Bellamy’s eyes narrowed with curiosity and he laced his fingers together. 

“Bellamy, this is Clarke, the graphic designer I was telling you about,” Kane introduced. “And Clarke, clearly you recognize Bellamy. His mother is an old friend of mine, and we’ve reconnected to collaborate on Bellamy’s new project.”

Clarke nodded. “Pleasure,” she said, in lieu of a handshake.

“It’s always nice to meet a fan,” Bellamy fired back quickly, with a dangerous smirk. It was the same smirk that had every female love interest swoon on his show - and some of the male characters too. 

Clarke opened her mouth to explain that wasn’t the case, but Kane held up a hand, and she snapped her mouth shut. 

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62 notes • Posted 2021-01-07 13:53:30 GMT

#1

It’s Just My Luck  

a bellarke fic for @bellarkebigbang 🎉

artwork created by the lovely and talented @clarkesplaylist 🥰

just my luck au | modern setting | mutual pining | found family | band fic

As the luckiest woman in the city, Clarke Griffin has a wonderfully perfect life—a great apartment, on track for her dream job at a PR firm, amazing best friends, and a date with the city’s most eligible bachelor. 

Across town, Bellamy Blake lives in a constant state of bad luck, leaving him to suffer through endless rejections and embarrassments as he tries to get his sister’s band, The Delinquents, a record deal. 

Everything changes when Clarke receives bizarre news from a fortune teller and kisses a stranger at a masquerade ball. Clarke watches everything in her life fall apart, and learns that she has somehow exchanged her good fortune for the stranger’s bad luck. Meanwhile Bellamy suddenly finds everything beginning to work out in his favour as he lands a record deal for The Delinquents and his dreams start to come true. 

As Clarke searches for a way to restore her good luck, Bellamy navigates the band’s recent success. And when they cross paths, Clarke and Bellamy quickly become friends, unaware of the fact that they’ve already met—putting luck, love, and life on the line.

🎭 🍀 🎶 ✨ 🎸 😉 ⛈

*ao3 link in reblog*

76 notes • Posted 2021-06-06 14:02:02 GMT

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[bellarkewrites]

Sweating in January

by PenguinofProse

In which Bellamy shows up at Clarke's room shirtless for no apparent reason.

Words: 7978, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 78 of Smutty Saturdays

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bellamy Blake, Clarke Griffin

Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin

Additional Tags: Friends With Benefits, FWB, Choking Kink, Dom/sub, Dom Clarke, sub bellamy, some sex trauma, Smutty Saturday, Friends to Lovers, Friends to fwb to lovers

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[btrfletcher]

( cismale | he/him | darren Barnet ) —— isn’t that MUNDUNGUS FLETCHER? yeah that is them, sitting there at the RAVENCLAW table with those other SIXTH years. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees weeds pressed between dog eared pages, a stacked deck, floating lanterns over an empty street, manicured lies coming from a desperate mouth,a grapewood path towards the sea, the anxious drum of cracked fingertips against faux marble. anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty LOYAL, NARCISSISTIC, and ERUDITE. apparently they’re a NEUTRAL and HALF BLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related. —— 

Character inspiration: Mare Barrow (Red Queen),Cesar Diaz (On My Block), Bellamy Blake (the 100-early seasons) Nicknames: gus, Zodiac: Sagittarius Myer Briggs ESTJ Clubs: Dueling, herbology Quidditch: no Prefect: yes Wand: Acacia dragon heartstring, rigid, 9 ½ inches Boggart: chains Patronus: cant form one Parents: Hana and Aro Fletcher Siblings: Mei Fletcher 

Background info

For the first few years of his life, Mundungus and his family lived in a cute little cottage home in the countryside, but after his father lost his job with the ministry things got rough. His mother Hana burned through their money pretty quickly, on parties and lavish gifts they couldn’t afford and they had to move into an old apartment in knockturn alley.

Aro never found another steady job, his bosses were hard-asses, who didn’t appreciate a good worker like him. The worse things got on the job front the worse Aro became at hiding his drinking.

Food got scarcer and scarcer, and it was clear Gus’s mother wasn’t going to get her drunk and high ass off the chaise to help. For months the only thing that kept them going was the hospitality of their neighbors in Knock Turn Alley, who gave what they could and offered Gus a few sickles for doing random tasks.

As thankful as he was for his neighbors for these odd jobs, it wasn’t enough and it took too much time. Gus took to targeting outsiders who had wandered into his neighborhood looking guilty. It was the guilt on their faces that made them the perfect mark for him. He offered them magical cure-alls to sooth whatever ails them.less than half the people he approached bought what he was selling so when that didn’t prove as fruitful as he had hoped he danced through the shadows in diagon alley. His deft fingers loosen coin purses and pilfering trinkets before anyone even saw him. He was good at that. Hiding in the shadows, and his parents never asked him where he was getting the money for food.

Though, not particularly purists, the fletchers definitely leaned that way. All except for Gus who is the epitome of neutrality. Both sides can get fucked.

It was a huge surprise to pretty much everyone when Gus got sorted into Ravenclaw in a near hatstall. He had never read a book for FUN, or really bothered to read a book at all. He was certain the hat was mistaken and even got into an argument with Dumbledore about it. In which he was kindly told to shut the fuck up and go to your dorm, in a much nicer and more professional way XD

It was Christmas his first year and Gus still felt like he didn’t belong in ravenclaw. He kept getting the riddles wrong and an older student had to show him where the library was. (Seriously how was he a ravenclaw, it was christmas and this was the first time he had been to the library) and it wasn’t an immediate thing, but after a while he realised he found solace in surrounding himself with books. He might not be the fastest reader or the smartest kid in his year but he actually enjoyed learning, as long as no one told him he had to learn something because then he lost all interest.

He loves his sister with all his heart, her and Jasmine are probably the only people Gus will ever admit out loud to loving. He was definitely with those who believed love made you weak. He saw what love between his parents had turned them into and he wanted none of that. He wasn’t willing to make the sacrifice.

He has spent most of his life with Jasmine and Jade Borgin. One of his first jobs was sweeping up their fathers job, and Jasmine is his best friend. Stuck with him when he was pouting over not getting sorted into Slytherin, his first girlfriend (though when she got her first boyfriend they didnt talk for weeks because of his own insecurity) and it wasn’t until just a few months ago that Gus began to think that maybe he was in love with her.

He loved her of course. She was his best friend, but this is different. Not that he can act on it. He grew up with her. He knows what her parents want her future to hold and its not him. But she see’s him in the shadows, doesn’t let him get away with his cocky bullshit, forces him to actually do his homework instead of learning about old charms that have been considered obsolete (his favorite subject)

WCs: Old friends would be children of ministry workers, they stopped being friend when his father lost his job. Friends from Knockturn Alley and slytherin. First girlfriend, benefits (FWB situation without being friends XD). really just please give me angst and stuff its all i want XD 

[writingfandomfeels]

Bellamy Blake - FWB P1

Summary: You and Bellamy end up friends with benefits

Part 2 Part 3

A/N: Awwww, you guys, this was my first smut :’) No idea how old it is now. 

Smut after ~~~

The chatter and loud music that filled the building of the busy bar, enveloped your senses as you finished the last of your fireball and coke. 

“Alrigh, the best sex you’ve ever had. Go.” Clarke prompted. 

“Lincoln obviously.” Octavia answered. 

“Is that just in general or was there a specific time?” You pried, excitedly awaiting the details. 

Octavia looked at you for a moment before rolling her eyes and spilling. 

“There was this one time, we were hiking, it happened in a cave. Whatever.” She brushed it off and took a drink. 

“In a cave…” Raven repeated, mostly to herself, as she stared quizzically at the condensation on her glass. 

“That’s going to spark a whole new series of questions.” You laughed. “Next will be weirdest place you’ve done it.” 

Clarke nodded in agreement. 

“Raven?” You asked. 

“Hmm… what?” Raven looked up, startled out of her wandering drunken thoughts. “Oh! Best sex. Umm… well I really, really, should say Finn, but if I’m being completely honest,” Raven started to chuckle, “Bellamy is like a total sex god.” She slurred, still laughing. 

“Aaaaand I’m not drunk enough to hear this.” Octavia said, jumping up and leaving for the dance floor. 

“You’re kidding!” Clarke switched chairs so she could sit next to Raven now that Octavia had left. “I’m sure this is extremely inappropriate to bring up but quite frankly I’m too hammered right now to care, but I thought Finn was a great lover!” 

You tried not to spit out your drink from laughing, not only at Clarke for actually discussing this with Raven, but just for the manner in which Clarke was speaking. It was the most unusual, unexplainable thing. Whenever she’d get wasted a strange australian accent would come out of her. She never understood it either. She also would never remember it since it’d take her quite a few drinks to get her to her australian drunk state. We think it could possibly have something to do with her not wanting to slur her words, so she tries to overcompensate and enunciate her words too much. But of course she’s still drunk so some things come out slurred anyway and it turns into a bit of an Australian accent instead. 

“Oh no he was! I’m jus’ saying, the-that the one time, the one time it ever happened, it was preeeeeeetty great.” Raven smirked. 

“I didn’t even know you two were ever a thing” You commented. 

“Nah, we weren’t.” Raven shook her head. “Well,” She paused, realizing what she’d just confessed didn’t add up with that last statement. She shrugged. “Don’t get me wrong. Bellamy Blake is a beautiful specimen of the male population.” She laughed some more. “But there’s a difference between finding someone attractive and finding yourself attracted to them. For me, I just found him attractive and wanted a distraction from my breakup. That was all.” 

You nodded your head understanding exactly what that felt like. 

“Anyhoooo.” Clarke said. “Bartender! Can we get another round of shots over here?” she called over the noise. 

“Nooooo, no no no. I’ve had-” Raven paused her sentence to hold back a burp, “plenty to drink already.” 

“Right, but Y/N hasn’t! And after all, she’s the reason we called for this girls’ night out anyway. Inn’t, right Y/N?” 

You smiled, trying your best to have a great night out. Although truth be told, the alcohol was just making you miss your ex more. 

“Listen,” Octavia said, suddenly appearing next to you. She leaned on the table in front of you. “He was an asshole, and not worth your time. You deserve much more than what he could give you.” 

You thanked her for the advice and took the shot that Clarke had ordered for you. Immediately following the moment that you set the shot glass back down on the table, Octavia grabbed your hand and whisked you away with her onto the dance floor. 

***

It was something like 3 am now. You weren’t too sure, nor did you care. It had been agreed upon that you would all take cabs home. But when it came your time to tell the driver where to take you, you found yourself reciting a different address. 

Stumbling up the staircase of the small apartment building, you counted off the doors before reaching your destination and greeting it with a sloppy knock on the door. 

The door swung open revealing exactly who you’d hoped. 

“Y/N? What’s… going on?” 

“Heyyyyy Bellamyyyyy” You grinned from ear to ear. “I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I’d pop on by!” You made a silly popping noise to add to your point. 

He nodded his head, piecing it all together now. “Tonight was the night you were going out with O and the others.” 

“Yeahh!! Oh Bellamy it was so much funnnn!!” 

“I’m, sure it was.” He held back a laugh. “Here, come inside.” He opened the door for you and you tried your best to walk normally toward his couch. Based on the fact that your face was suddenly engulfed in the couch pillows, you figured it didn’t go so well. 

“Oh. I fell.” You stated. 

“Yeah, you seem… pretty drunk.” He went and grabbed a blanket for you. “You should probably stay here for the night.” 

“Oh heyyy!!! That reminds me!!! So, so, so, so Raven, right” 

“Uh huh?” He said sitting down next to you. 

“Raven, yeah, she, she was telling us how like, you’re the best sex she ever had,”

He laughed. “Oh really now?” 

“Yeah, and coz like just coz she was just like getting over Finn right, and I just, I was thinking, ya know, that’s brilliant!” 

“What’s brilliant?” He asked, amused by your drunken theatrics. 

“Welllllll,” you started, “I just went through a breakup too, and it’s been absolute shit and like, I mean, I know that tonight was like, supposed to make me feel better and whatever, and I guess it did, but like, what if we did that too!” 

“Did, what, exactly?” Bellamy trailed his sentence, waiting for you to reply. He was pretty sure he knew what you were getting at but he didn’t want to assume anything. 

“Sex Bellamy. I’m talking about sex.” 

“Ah, well, maybe another night. Right now you really just need rest.” He said, putting his hand so it rubbed your back in a comforting manner. 

“I’m serious Bell! Don’t you think I’m sexy? Don’t I look hot tonight?” You said, pulling away from him and gesturing to your body. 

He laughed. “Like I said, maybe another night. I’m gonna get you some water now. I want you to drink it and then go to sleep okay?” He said, already in the kitchen now, filling up a glass. “If you really want to still talk about this we can tomorrow. Sound good?” He called from the kitchen. 

But by the time he was back with the water, you were already passed out on the couch. 

***

The next morning you woke up to a splitting headache. Easily the worst hangover you had ever had. Typically you’re pretty responsible with your drink to water ratio but last night you just let everything go. As the night’s memories came back to you, you opened your eyes recognizing yourself to be on Bellamy’s couch in his apartment. You brought yourself up slowly, following the sound in the kitchen. 

“Hey! You’re up!” Bellamy greeted you. “Thought I’d make you some mac and cheese. That’s my go to for a hangover.” 

You nod, holding your head. “Thanks.” 

“There’s sunglasses on the counter and a pitcher of water in the fridge too.” 

“You’re a lifesaver!” You quickly snatched up the sunglasses and put them on. They gave an instant bit of relief to your pounding head. It still hurt but at least the sun didn’t burn as much now. 

“So, out of curiosity,” Bellamy said from the stove, still stirring the noodles, “how much of last night do you remember?” 

“You mean the part where I threw myself at you very desperate and undignified? Yep… it’s all here. Unfortunately.” You said as your poured the water into a glass. 

He laughed. “Don’t worry about it.” 

“I can’t believe I did that. I mean, of course you wouldn’t want to… with me… I mean really, I don’t know what I was thinking.” 

“Hey, I never said I didn’t want to with you.” he interjected. “I just didn’t want to when you’re drunk.” 

You paused and drank your water. “So… what are you saying?” You asked hesitantly. 

“I’m saying…” he paused too, turned down the burner and redirected his attention to you. “I’m saying that if you did still want that sober, I would be okay with that.” 

“Bellamy Blake, are you coming onto me?” You teased. 

“Hey, you started it!” He defended. 

You nodded and joined him at the stove. “Well are you going to finish it?” You took the spoon he had been stirring the mac and cheese with and put it in your mouth, tasting the cheese sauce on it. 

He took the spoon back. 

“Or are you just going to finish making the mac and cheese?” You added, looking from him to the cheese that was now boiling inside the pot. 

“Screw the mac and cheese.” He said under his breath as he quickly dropped the spoon. Your lips crashed together like waves on a rocky shoreline. 

You jumped into his firm arms, wrapping your legs around his torso. He carried you through his apartment to his bedroom, kissing you the whole way. 

~~~

He only pulled his lips away from your’s when he softly laid you down onto the bed. Confidently he stood over you, pulling off his grey t-shirt and his pants so that he was just in his boxers. You couldn’t help but stare a bit as you followed his lead and pulled off the top you’d been wearing since the night before as well as the short skirt. 

He smirked, noticing you admiring his physique. 

“Oh come on, I know you’re checking me out too.” You taunted. 

He rolled his eyes and broke from the smug demeanor as his mouth bore a guilty smile. 

You watched as he crawled toward you on the bed, placing his body on top of yours. Your heart began to pick up speed as you realized this was actually happening. He took your lips in his again and this time gently bit your bottom lip. 

He pulled away, but only for a moment. 

“You’re sure about this?” He checked with you again before taking things further. 

You pressed your lips to his ear. 

“Positive.” You whispered. Gently, you ran your tongue along the edge of his ear, ending with a light tug at his earlobe which left chills running down his spine. 

He kissed you again but this time didn’t linger at your lips, instead he left a trail of kisses along your jawline, making his way down to your neck. You hummed softly, enjoying the feeling of him sucking and gently biting on your pulse point. But before you could get used to it, he moved on, continuing to kiss you down your body. He unclasped your bra. He took one of your breasts in his soft hand, massaging it, and brought his mouth to the other, kissing and sucking. After a moment, he trailed kisses down your stomach, now reaching your panties. He grabbed at the lace with his teeth, slowly pulling them off you. Your inner thighs were now graced with his lips, sucking on the area so close to where you were growing increasingly hot. Slowly he moved his mouth closer and closer to where you wanted him to be so desperately. 

“Tease.” You accused, feeling slightly embarrassed by how much he’d already turned you on with such little effort. 

He met your gaze and cocked his head to the side, raising an eyebrow. 

“Would you rather I cut to the chase?” He asked in a challenging tone. 

You quickly regretted saying anything since what he was doing was actually working quite well for you, the slow build. Even if it was making you a little sexually frustrated, it was in a good way. But you also didn’t want to fully admit that to him. He was cocky enough, he didn’t need you to inflate his ego any more than it already had been. So you tried to play it cool. 

“No, that’s okay. It’s fine. I could be interested to see where this goes.” 

Knowing better than that, Bellamy saw right through your act. Nevertheless he went back at it. With long strokes he licked the outer edge of you, gradually moving inward. His tongue traced patterns along you. You were filled with anticipation when he finally pressed his mouth to your clit, kneading it with his tongue and his lips. You moaned with pleasure. As he continued to work on you, sucking, licking, and swirling his tongue, you felt your toes begin to curl. For a moment he pulled away and you opened your eyes, wondering why he’d stopped. But he hadn’t given up. He pulled away from you a few inches to lightly blow cool air onto your swollen clit. Tingling swept across you as your body reacted to the fun sensation. Instantly he brought his mouth back to it. He continued to move his tongue on you, increasing speed and pressure. Patiently he waited until he found you desperately grabbing at his head, tugging on his brown locks and whimpering through breaths. A wave of warmth washed over your body and you sighed in relief. 

He moved so he was now lying next to you on the bed as you caught your breath. 

Bellamy pulled a condom out of his side table drawer. You snatched it out of his hand. 

“I was going to give you a minute but sure.” He said, surprised by your eagerness. 

“Once you get me going, I don’t slow down.” You winked. 

Carefully you tore open the small packaging and took it out. You pulled off his boxers and noticed how he pressed his lips together, excitedly watching as you slowly slid the latex down his length. You moved yourself to straddle over his lap and sank down onto him, loving the feeling of fullness inside you. Giving a small flirtatious smile you leaned down and kissed him again. As you pressed your lips against his, your hips mirrored the action and pressed into him too. He slipped his tongue in your mouth and slightly lifted his hips so he could push himself deeper into you. Quickly you gained momentum, like running down a hill. Fingers running up and down your back as you moved yourself backwards and forwards, grinding your most sensitive spot against him. You felt yourself begin to feel weakened and losing control. Sensing this, he moved one hand down to grab at your ass. Guiding you through the motion now, he pulled you to him more intensely. You moaned, enjoying his grip on you. With his other hand, he licked his thumb and began rubbing you. 

“Fuck, keep doing that,” you instructed through breaths. 

As he picked up speed in both rubbing and pulling you against him, you felt yourself coming more undone by the second. That hill you felt like you were running down got even steeper. And then it completely ended and you found yourself feeling launched off a cliff, falling through the air. 

Without giving you time to catch your breath, Bellamy put both hands on your ass and flipped you over, so your back was now resting on the bed. Still inside you, he began thrusting again but from on top. You tried to gain some composure but when he moved his mouth to your neck, biting at the skin as he grunted while thrusting into you, you felt completely lost in bliss. He shifted himself forward so he was hovering less over your chest and more so over your shoulder now. This new angle reached something else in you. It catapulted you from falling through the air into an entirely different realm. You arched your back and cried out involuntarily. Bellamy felt you clenching around him and began to groan as he too felt the release. It was almost as if your body was in such ecstasy it couldn’t take it. It felt as though you had left it all behind, left the room, left the entire world and were floating somewhere above the stars. He kept you suspended in that unimaginable euphoria for what seemed like decades before gently lowering you back down to the ground. Slowly opening your eyes, you turned your head to see Bellamy panting next to you now. 

“That was. I. You were. I mean. This was.” You still weren’t quite on the level of forming complete sentences yet. 

“Wow, was it really that bad?” 

“Fuck you” You said in response to his sarcasm. 

“No, I’m pretty sure you did that.” He further joked and you hit his arm. 

“Do you smell something?” You asked, confusion crossing over both of your faces. 

He paused before panic set into his face. 

“The mac and cheese!”

[naireides]

wc: 12 630 chapters: 1/5 rating: m

omnia vincit amor

“Surprised you’re not late again,” drawls Clarke when he joins the queue outside the door to Professor Luna’s classroom. “What? No little firsties to hex on your way here?”

“Hilarious,” he deadpans. “No one is surprised that you’re one of the first ones here, Griffin. We all know your only friends are professors and their books.”

Clarke’s cheeks reddened as a few of their fellow classmates snicker at his jab. “Oh fuck you, Blake.”

“With pleasure, princess.”

It goes like that whenever they see each other for class, one of them will start things by making a snide comment about the other, someone will retaliate and then, more often than not, wands are drawn and everyone within a ten foot radius prays that they don’t get hit by a stray jelly legs jinx or nose bleeding charm.

That’s just the way things are.

Just as it’s expected for Professor Anya to assign mountains of homework and Professor Sinclair is bound to set at least one thing on fire each class, weekly-- sometimes even daily -- fights are bound to break out between Bellamy Blake and Clarke Griffin.

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or, an enemies to friends to FWBs to lovers hogwarts au

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Are you bored yet?

*Not My Gif*

Request: Heyy I was wondering if you could write me an angsty fwb Bellamy fic based on the song “Are you bored yet?” By wallows? Thank you 🖤🖤

Requested by: @yessii-i

Post Date: 6-18-19

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Word Count: 2.3K

A/N: ok so I literally have loved this song and kind of get really excited when this was requested so I hope everyone likes it! I’ve got a few requests I’m working on so I’m hoping you don’t mind being spammed because that’s what I’m doing! 😂

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What's wrong, you've been askin'

But I don't have an answer

How come, I'm still thinkin'

Let's pretend to fall asleep now

Your heartbeat slowed as you breathed, matching the breath of the curly black-haired boy next to you. His arm was draped over your stomach as his face pressed into the pillow next to your head. You took a quick peek down his back at his smooth tan skin, the blanket resting just below his lower back as you had your side pulled up to cover your own body. You wanted to say something, but you were both tired, sweaty, and panting from your ‘exercise filled afternoon’. You hadn’t realized he opened his eyes to look up at you until he spoke.

“What’s wrong?” his voice was groggy and hoarse, definitely your fault, but you just stared at him shrugging as he shifted, giving you a look at his chest that you so gladly took. He smirked as he laid back down, staring at the ceiling as he closed his eyes once more. You frowned when he fell asleep, scooting over in the bed so you weren’t touching him. You had a rule, you could sleep with him all you wanted but you couldn’t cuddle, cuddling would lead to feelings, and feelings would lead to getting your heart broken when you learn he only wants you for meaningless sex. You closed your eyes as you hugged the pillow, trying to fall asleep. But once you kept failing, you just sat there, pretending you were asleep as Bellamy slumbered.

When we get old will we regret this

Too young to think about all that shit

And stallin' only goes so far

When you've got a head start

A little while later, you decided to get moving. You picked up your shirt off the floor, throwing it on as you looked around for your underwear. Once you found it, you heard Bellamy’s breathing change as you turn around to see him wake up. Your eyes met before you quickly dropped them, Bellamy’s remaining on you as you frantically grabbed your pants and pulled them on.

“Well, that’s one sight to wake up too.” You could hear the smirk on his lips as you chuckled. You sat on the bed to put on your shoes, far from him but he just sat up, moving closer to you as he traced a finger up your arm. His mouth found your neck as he traced the hickeys he had left from that morning. You bite your lip to hold back a moan, not letting him know how he was affecting you. “What do you say, Princess? Round 2?” His low and husky voice causing you to moan once again before you swiftly stood up, away from him while you shook your head.

“Sorry, Blake. Can’t right now. I was supposed to meet Clarke to help in the dropship. Maybe later.” You brushed him off before grabbing your jacket and pretty much rushing out of his tent, leaving him groaning as he fell back on his bed.

You headed into the dropship, pulling your jacket onto your neck to hide your little marks as you said hi to a few of your friends before you met with Clarke.

“Hey Y/N. Fun morning?” she joked as she pointed to her own neck, causing you to blush as you fiddle with your jacket again, settling on just zipping it all the way up.

“Oh, just float yourself, Clarke.” You laughed as you nudged the girl. She chuckled before throwing you a towel. You quickly cleaned your hands before starting your job. You helped Clarke with the medical needs in the camp. Clarke, Wells, and you were best friends back on the ark, and you often studied under Abby when she was working. You were just as good as Clarke was with all this doctor stuff, and sometimes people forgot, always going to Clarke with their injuries. You didn’t mind though, it often gave you more time to spend with the one thing about your life you shouldn’t; Bellamy Blake. Clarke watched you as you rung out the towel you used, obviously zoning out and she knew exactly what you were thinking about.

“Why do you do it?” she asked as you knotted your brows and tilted your head. “Sleeping with Bellamy. Don’t you think… Don’t you think you’re going to regret it when you’re older?” Her question had struck you deep. Of course, you would regret it, you regret it now, but you still do it.

“I’m sure I will, Clarke. But right now, I’m young and I’m going to enjoy it.” You could feel her stares on you as you walked out of the dropship for the day, leaving her frowning at your answer.

'Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset

But I can't help from asking are you bored yet?

And if you're feelin' lonely you should tell me

Before this ends up as another memory

The day went on as you trudged around camp, watching everyone’s interactions as you sat against the wall. As your eyes moved around camp, they couldn’t help but land on Bellamy several times. You sighed as you closed your eyes, taking deep breaths before you heard footsteps heading in your direction and a shadow being casted upon you. You open one eye as you squinted, trying to see who was trying to disrupt your sulking.

“Hey Blake. You’re blocking my sun.” you yawned as your words came out. He let out an airy chuckle before slumping down beside you as you stared out to where the sun disappeared behind the wall.

“It’s nice. The sun.” he whispered as he looked down at you. you were unaware of his stares as you nodded your head, whispering a yes as the orange sky slowly turned into a darker red. You weren’t sure how long you both sat there, but for the first time, it was comfortable. Not him asking for sex, or you are asking, and you liked it. You rested your head on his shoulder as his eyes widened. He let out an obviously fake cough, so you removed your head, trying to hide your red cheeks as you got up. You turned to face him before deciding against it. But you didn’t miss the way your heart pulled when he shot his hand out to grab yours, not letting you go. “Wait. Why don’t… why don’t you just stay here for little while. Just until you’re bored maybe.” You slowly nodded before sitting back down, noticing he hadn’t released your hand. You don’t know what happened, one second you were comfortable, watching the sunset and the next you are both as stiff as the wall you’re leaning on. You took your chance and glanced up at him, right as he was looking at you.

“Are you bored yet?” he whispered. Your lips curled up into a slight smile as you shook your head. His shoulders relaxed a little as yours followed suit. The quietness had returned before you started giggling, receiving a confused look from him.

“You know, if you were feeling lonely, you should’ve just told me.” Your voice was light as your giggles filled the space between you. Bellamy couldn’t help but smile at you. “But this would make a great memory.”

Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie

Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie

The next few days following that night were hell for you. You concluded you liked him. Bellamy Blake. And you were in deep. But naturally you couldn’t tell him, how would you even say that? ‘Hey Bellamy, I know we have this whole friends-with-benefits thing going on, but I think I ruined it all by falling in love with you.’ You couldn’t say that. That was the one rule you both had, and you couldn’t break it. But you didn’t see yourself getting over it. But what you did see was Bellamy flirting with almost every girl in the camp. You gritted your teeth as you watched, him leaning above them, them twirling their hair as he made them laugh, causing them to ‘accidently’ fall into him, hands on his chest. You would torture yourself, knowing that you needed to move on, but couldn’t look away.

“Will you tell the truth, so I don’t have to lie?” Octavia asks as she plopped a seat next to you by the fire. You turned to look at her as she grinned at you.

“What are you talking about?” You asked as you glanced back at Bellamy, seeing how he had gotten closer to his current flirtation victim.

“My brother.” She her brows raised as she expected you would understand now, but when you looked just as clueless she groaned in annoyance. “I know Y/N! I see the way you look at him and I know all about your little ‘meetings’ with my brother.” Your mouth dropped open at her statement. There was no reason why she wouldn’t catch on, but Bellamy and you decided not to tell Octavia. She has been the person you were closest too besides Clarke, well and Bellamy, and you didn’t want her to lecture you as well as about not making the right choices about her brother. But what struck you the oddest was what she said at first. Tell the truth? What the hell is the truth? “Tell him how you feel.” She said as if she could’ve read your mind. Her hand fell to your knee as she gave you a little squeeze.

“And how do I feel? Huh? Because I honestly don’t know how to tell him anything without ruining, well everything, so if it’s something that’s going to pass, why tell him?” your voice raised as you talked biting your lips as you looked away, instantly revealing to Octavia that you knew it wasn’t going to pass. It probably never would.

“You tell him because you’re in love with him. And if you don’t tell the truth, then you’re lying to yourself, and him.” her voice was stern as she got up, leaving you wide eyed as you stare at where her body was. Your throat went dry as you glanced up to where Bellamy is, where he was, before seeing his tent close and your heart drop.

Feels like I've known you my whole life

I can see right through your lies

I don't know where we're goin'

But I'd like to be by your side

If you could tell me how you're feelin'

Maybe we'd get through this undefeated

Holdin' on for so long, oh

You hadn’t talked to Bellamy in a week, no talking, no sex, no smiles, nothing. The only thing you had was times where you looked up at him only to see him eying you before you got up and left, leaving Bellamy to watch your retreating figure as he started to make his way towards you, only to stop himself. But not today, he got tired of this game. The moment you got up, he followed you, watching as you entered your tent before going right on in. When you heard the scuffing of his feet you shot around, not expecting to be there at all.

“What’s going on Y/N? You’ve been avoiding me this entire week.” He said as his hand feel to his hips, staring you down as you fell onto your bed with a groan. You threw your arm over your eyes and bit your lips before coming up with a response.

“Just stressed Bellamy. Didn’t feel like bothering you with it.” Bellamy watched as your other hand began fiddling with your fingers, slightly cracking a few as a humorless chuckle left his lips. You pushed yourself up at the sound, resting back on your elbows as you cower at his grimace.

“Oh, don’t pull that shit with me, Y/N. I know you’re lying.”

“I’m not lying, Bellamy. That’s all. Now get out.” You snapped, standing up to challenge him. He didn’t even hesitate to take a step closer, so you were almost flush against him.

“I know you, Y/N. I know when your lying you cover your eyes, so you don’t have to look at them. You bite your lip and you play with your fingers. But what really gave it away was the cracking. You only crack your fingers when you are trying to distract yourself from lying. I know you, Y/N.” His hand came up to your cheek and you hadn’t noticed until his thumb ran under your eye. You closed them as tears threatened to fall.

“Why?” your voice cracked as you looked up at him. “Why do you know all that? I haven’t lied around you. Everyone else sure, but not you. So, why?”

He looked up at the ceiling before back to you, pressing his lips to yours in a quick surprise. You didn’t want to kiss back but you couldn’t control yourself. It wasn’t until the kiss was over that you realized this wasn’t like one of your typical kisses with Bellamy, all those times you needed to release stress or pent up anger. This was something more. A sensual moment you knew you would hold onto before he started to speak, “I watch you. Since we made the agreement of our friendship, no strings attached, but then after the first time I knew I was fucked because all of a sudden you were in my mind. I wanted you by my side for so long, and I kept thinking if maybe I waited then you could tell me how your feeling and then we could get through this undefeated. That night we watched the sunset, I thought I was going to spill everything, and now I wish I did. I’m not gonna lie to you. I’m in love with you.”

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Rock Bottom by animmortalist // @detectivebellamyblake

When Bellamy and Echo get engaged, Clarke ends up sobbing in her room, mourning something that she never really had. The last person she expects to comfort her is Murphy, but it turns out the two have a lot more in common than she thought. While she’s been pining for Bellamy, he’s been realizing his feelings for Raven, who happens to be dating Shaw. In a moment of impulsivity, the two sleep together, and then say ‘fuck it’. If they’re going to be hurting, they might as well be getting laid at the same time. They figure it’ll be easy, simple, and that no one will get hurt. Of course, they’re idiots.

Bellamy’s Instagram account inspired by @detectivebellamyblake‘s Friends with Benefits/Bro’s-Who-Bang modern au!

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[griffinnblake]

Do you read much fic and are you reading any at the min?

Oh boy. I’m so glad you asked, anon.

Yes, I read a ton of fic (to be honest, it’s the only thing tying me to this show right now. So far, nothing in season 6 interests me). I only read Bellarke, but I have a lot of favs.

Here’s what I’m currently reading: 

i'll always wear the crown that you gave me by @captaindaddykru

Clarke is reaped during the 73th Games, with Bellamy as her mentor. Unknowingly, she starts something she doesn't know how to finish. Both in the arena, and at home with him. / Bellarke The Hunger Games Au.

If you love The Hunger Games, you will love this. The series is divided into three parts, one for each book, and while it is lengthy, it’s so worth it. I’ve been sitting on these for weeks and finally started reading them over Thanksgiving Break.  I’m on the Mockingjay part and I just can’t get enough.

Other fanfics I’ve enjoyed (under the cut because it’s super long):

WIPs:

The Price of Peace by @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky

S6. Probably my favorite WIP at the moment. Lindsey takes everything that was wrong in s5 and fixes it. Also ANGST.

Give Me Your Fate by @asroarke

Modern Political AU. Senator Bellamy. Lawyer Clarke. Arranged marriage. Oh crap this is supposed to be fake but I’m actually falling for you goodness.

Mighty Fine Shindig by @talistheintrovert

S6. Clarke in a ballgown. Jealous Bellamy. Need I say more?

Complete:

bite your friend like chocolate by @selflessbellamy

High school BFF Bellarke. This one is so cute (and also somewhat smutty if you’re into that).

who cares if we’re trashed by @probably-voldemort

S3 divergent. Clarke proposes to Bellamy on a dare. Okay I just read this one, and it was hella cute.

Oh Darling, Here’s Hoping by @grumpybell

Werewolf Bellamy. BABY werewolf Bellamy. Red Riding Hood Clarke. Read it.

I want to do to you what spring does to cherry trees by @enoughtotemptme

S1 canon-divergent. Grounder Bellamy. Clarke and the 100 come down and integrate into their society.

Let the Games Begin by @keiraknighted

Capture the flag with FEELINGS.

(only mostly) false memories by angel_deux

Bell has temporary amnesia and is convinced that he asked Clarke out. Unfortunately for Clarke, it didn’t happen.

Spent a Dollar on This Ring by @prosciuttoe

FwB, police partners, and an unplanned pregnancy all wrapped into one.

Save Water, Shower Together by @katchyalater

Another FwB leads to an unplanned pregnancy fic. Hey, I like what I like.

You Go Your Way, I’ll Go Your Way Too by @andsowemeetagain

Slight TATBILB AU. The college version. And I love the author’s note on this. You’ll see when you click on it ;)

When We Die by percybcths

JK it was all a simulation AU. Featuring all your favorite dead characters who didn’t actually die.

Set The Dark On Fire by @talistheintrovert

Clarke isn’t coping well on the Eligius IV and decides to take herself out of the equation. Suicide Attempt TW. PAIN and ANGST but WORTH IT.

astra inclinant by @hermesmultivitamins

S6 spec. Bellamy and Clarke finally figure out what everyone else already knew.

Solid Ground by @thegriffin-blakefamily

Modern fake dating to prove to Echo that Bellamy has moved on.

To Those Who Know How to Listen by @enoughtotemptme

Atlas has always been Bellamy’s dog but now he’s acting weird. Dogs and babies: my jams.

And Now You’re Home by @asroarke

Post s4 canon-divergent. Grounder Bellamy. Accidental pregnancy. You know the drill by now.

heart made of glass by @octannibal-blake

SYTYCD AU. Also angsty exes. Two of my favorite things.

now i’ve got you in my space by @bestivals

Clarke comes back from studying abroad and everything has changed. Okay this fic. THIS FUCKING FIC. Almost killed me. The angst was almost too much. And it has the dreaded NOTP (BE) in the first half because Bellamy’s an idiot. But stick with it. I promise it’s worth it.

fire up hearts that have grown cold by angel_deux

Raven starts intercepting Clarke’s messages on the ring but doesn’t tell anyone. Technically the first part doesn’t have much if any Bellarke in it, but it’s so good. Also Echo is actually tolerable in this series, and that’s saying a lot for me.

Titus Was Born by Flying_dandelions

Daemon AU. Starts in mid-s2. Some angst but good stuff.

There’s a Phrase That Fits by @bestivals

Five weddings, two exes, and one chance to get it right. Angsty exes are also my jam.

the inconvenience of you by @kay-emm-gee

Historical Victoria AU!

Shutout by harmonichearts

High school AU. Established relationship. Soccer player Clarke is sent to the emergency room by Bellamy’s jealous ex-girlfriend. Three guesses as to who the ex-gf is. Also read everything by this author. This is the first fic I ever read by them, but I love everything they’ve written. There’s some nice post-s4 divergent stuff.

A Longer Long Distance by LienidQueen

Modern AU. Bell is an astronaut and is sent to the space station for months. As the author says, there’s long distance, and then there’s long distance.

oceans between us by ilovenutella99

Post-s4 soulmate AU. Bellamy figures out that Clarke’s alive thanks to a certain soulmark.

only fools rush in by @eleanor-sheleanor

Bellamy’s drunk and spends the entire Uber ride home telling Roan about his wife. Super cute.

the waltz goes on by @vexthejester

Olympic Ice Dancing AU. Bellarke as VirtueMoir basically. Fluff and angst galore.

Let’s Give Them Somethin’ To Talk About by @scifibi

Bellamy’s a new teacher, and all of his co-workers think he’s having an affair with the art teacher. 

AND because I have no shame:

Told You by moi

Teacher AU. Basically it’s my first year of teaching in fic form.

maybe this time is different by moi

S5 canon-divergent. Bellamy still can’t quite believe that Clarke’s alive.

Also, if you’re still here, you can check out my bookmarks too. The first couple pages are basically this list, but there are some really good ones after that (I had to cut this list off somewhere). Happy reading!

[theplaguebeast]

Chapters: 12/? Fandom: The 100 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Clarke Griffin & John Murphy, Clarke Griffin & Raven Reyes, Clarke Griffin & Wells Jaha Characters: Clarke Griffin, John Murphy (The 100), Lexa (The 100), Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake, Lincoln (The 100), Wells Jaha, Bellamy Blake, Abby Griffin Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, I have no idea what I'm doing, Just Bear With Me, Clexa Endgame, I swear, i love lexa too much to not have it happen, it takes as long as it takes, FWB, lots of talking about sex, Friends to Lovers, but not girlfriends, not yet, Mentions of alcoholism, mentions of depression, it's mostly fun times, but there's some Real Shit, Fluff Summary:

It's been the worst year of Clarke's life, everything she thought she had is gone. Everything except her family.

or

The story of Clarke learning to lean on those who love her, and maybe love herself a little more for it.

CHRISTMAS CUTENESS. LEXA CAN’T COPE.

[laufire]

anonymous asked: Raven and Bellamy for the ask meme?

Raven

favorite thing about them: I love how she fights for herself (her s4 plot is probably my fave in the show, definitely top 3).

least favorite thing about them: she doesn’t have much screentime lately and I think that’s very unsexy of her.

favorite line: “I don’t choose pain. I choose life” *saves herself, gets the spacekru to come rescue her, starts a chain of events that are unfolding even to this day*.

brOTP: Murphy.

OTP: Bellamy.

nOTP: Clarke.

random headcanon: she and Echo were FWB for a while in the Ark and you can’t change my mind (and I need to finally WRITE THAT SPACEKRU SEX SERIES BUT MARVEL AND LEGACIES HAVE TAKEN OVER MY LIFE SORRY).

unpopular opinion: I don’t agree with fandom wrt where her storyline is actually going tbh. ALSO: I’m really fucking glad the show didn’t linger on her reaction to Clarke’s death, after how everyone thirsted for it in ways that basically signaled they hate her xD

song I associate with them: Nina Simone’s Ain’t Got No, I Got Life.

favorite picture of them: her face when she arrives to Earth.

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Bellamy

favorite thing about them: his relationships with my faves (Raven, Murphy, Echo, Emori, Octavia).

least favorite thing about them: I’ve been keeping this quiet for a while now… I don’t like the beard. In fact, I can’t stand it. There, I said it xD

favorite line: “Raven would have built a cathedral by now.” I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH.

brOTP: Murphy (btw, whenever I say I brOTP, assume I probably also crackship them on some lowkey level lmao).

OTP: Raven.

nOTP: Clarke.

random headcanon: he’s hyper pretentious when it comes to films and hated everything Murphy chose to watch on the Ark.

unpopular opinion: I actually can’t make up my mind of what I think of his storyline this season, and everyone else has a Very Strong Opinion about it xD. I’m just waiting till everything is said and done because I can’t shake the feeling that I’m missing pieces.

song I associate with them: Amanda Palmer’s Runs in the Family (it’s more of a Blakes song but it’s what came to mind lol).

favorite picture of them: it’s this expression here lol xD, when Murphy tells him he’s also rescuing someone in Polis and Bellamy is like. huh.

(x)

[travllingbunny]

The 100 rewatch: 1x06 His Sister’s Keeper

I’m a new fan of The 100, who first binged it last year, August to November. This is my first full rewatch of the show. I was planning to start it anyway and finish it before the season 6 premiere on April 30, and when I saw that Fox Serbia was airing a rerun (Monday to Friday, 40 min. after midnight, with repeats the next day), starting on 1st February, it was a great opportunity to start my rewatch in HDTV on my beautiful new TV. I decided to do write-ups and tag other fans on SpoilerTV website, as I did when I was first watching the show. But my posts turned into full blown essays. So, finally, after over a week, I’ve realized: Why don’t I post them on my Tumblr blog, too? I’ll copy my write-ups of the first 7 episodes, and then I’ll post my rewatch posts after I watch each episode. (The next one, 1x08, is on Monday’Tuesday.)

Spoilers below for all 5 seasons of the show. I go of on a tangents and make a lot of references to future events.

Rating: 8/10

Flashbacks to characters' past on the Ark are always one of my favorite things. i wish we'd get more of them. So far, IIRC, there's just been 3 episodes with flashbacks - 1x03, this one, and Join or Die in season 3. They really did a good job making both Bob and Marie look younger in the flashbacks. I do think that telling a 6 year old child it's his responsibility to take care of his sister is messed up, but on the other hand, what choice did Aurora Blake have? I can't judge her for it, since she was in a terrible situation, and it's the Ark system that's to blame for it all. And I've seen people hate on Aurora way too much. Some even go as far as to bring up that terrible "poor people should not have kids" argument, which is awful (classism, eugenics..). . (Another mini-rant upcoming) Speaking of weird things I've seen said in the fandom, I was really puzzled to learn that a lot of people did not realize Bellamy and Octavia have different fathers, and act like that's a big surprise, or that I've even seen people say that "the show never gave indication that they were half-siblings"?? WTF? The show never gave any indication that they were anything but half-siblings. For starters, I don't know why those two being full siblings would be anyone's default assumption, or why some people apparently think that women can't conceiving children with more than one man in their lifetime and that half-siblings are such a weird, rare and unheard of thing? But once you've seen this episode, the probability that they have the same father becomes microscopic. They're 6 years apart, there is no father in sight when Octavia is born, no one ever mentions a father, and Aurora is not in a regular relationship with anyone at the time Octavia is born. If Octavia's father died or was floated, it would have happened very recently, and they would have certainly mentioned it. In fact, I think that they would have definitely mentioned it if either of them knew they had a father who had been floated. I'm not sure what the deal was with Bellamy's father, whether Aurora had a serious relationship with him, whether he was around when Bellamy was very little and what happened to him (but even if he was in the picture at any point, he clearly couldn't have been around much, because Bellamy never mentions him), but in case of Octavia's father, he's clearly not in the picture and it's almost certain Octavia doesn't even know who he is. The two biggest revelations of the flashbacks were: that Octavia was discovered when Bellamy tried to let her have a life, for the first time, by taking her to see the Moon through the window and taking her to the dance to have fun and meet people; and that Shumway was the one who made Bellamy shoot Jaha in exchange for a place on the dropship. Not the greatest mystery The 100 has done - it was always going to be one of the few notable characters on the Ark, it was getting obvious it was not Kane, Diana hasn't even been introduced at this point, and the show never made the whole Jaha - Diana conflict remotely interesting or meaningful. Just how awful would have the lives of the Blake siblings been if they had spent their lives on the Ark? Octavia would have probably never met anyone other than her mother and her brother, never had a chance to have any kind of life except hiding. And Bellamy would have probably never had a real romantic relationship or a close friend (I always assumed he never had any of those on the Ark, because he kept people at a distance), never giving himself a chance to have a family of his own other than his sister, because of having to keep such a huge secret from everyone. Re: the Earth/present part of 1x06, it takes place fully on Earth (which was such a relief for me at the time, because at this point, I was sick of the Ark and hated pretty much every major character there other than Abby) and it's mostly about Bellamy taking a group of Delinquents (including Finn, who was asked to come as a tracker, and a bunch of kids who volunteered) to find Octavia, who was caught saved by Lincoln at the end of 1x05. One of the kids who volunteers is Jasper, the others include Bellamy's FwB Roma, John Mbege, some kid named Diggs, and Monroe (her first appearance). Three of those are redshits that end up killed by the Grounders. The rest almost meet the same fate, if Octavia hadn't asked Lincoln to help save her brother, so he used the signal horn to send a fake warning about the acid fog. which of course had the Grounders running away. I've seen a theory that Bellamy stopped sleeping around (minus that thing with Raven later in S1) because he felt guilty over Roma's death, because, as he says, she only joined the rescue party because of him. It may also be the turning point where he notably starts caring more about all of the Delinquents and not just his sister. As for the scenes with Lincoln and Octavia... eh. Lincoln will get much better writing and become one of my favorite characters in season 2, but in season 1, they were writing him really poorly. He was clearly meant to be mysterious and give the wrong first impression as a scary dangerous dude, which is why he doesn't talk until the very end of 1x07. But that doesn't actually make sense - there's no reason whatsoever, if he's already helping Octavia and doing things not sanctioned by the other Grounders, that he couldn't just talk to her and explain the situation, rather than chaining her up in the cave after healing her. The B subplot is again the love triangle. Or to be fair, the development of the relationship between Clarke and Raven, which is not just about the love triangle. Clarke reveals the info about the shelter to Raven (which Finn is not happy about) and they go together to search for things Raven could use to fix the radio with and contact the Ark. They have a conversation about their mothers, too. Clarke is still very angry at her mother because she blames her for her father's death, but won't talk about it, while Raven thinks Abby is awesome and wishes she had a mother like that, comparing her to her own alcoholic, neglectful mothers. We also learn more about Finn's role in her life - they knew each other as children, and he was the neighborhood boy who was giving her things and helping her survive. Which is consistent with Finn's character - he's always focusing on the girl he's in love with, doing everything for her and doing everything to make sure she feels that she needs him. 

Then Raven figures out that Clarke and Finn had hooked up, because she found the origami deer and she's smart, and confronts Clarke about it I don't like the way Raven is catty to Clarke here, as opposed to the fact that she later doesn't confront Finn about it (until much later, when she realizes he's in love with Clarke). I always hate it when women blame only the "other woman", but not their own boyfriend/husband who's the one who cheated. But, again, I love the fact that Clarke absolutely doesn't do the "catty and fighting for a guy" thing. Instead, she points out that she didn't know about Raven.,but also tries to smooth things between Raven and Finn by pointing out that they thought Raven and everyone on the Ark would soon be dead and they would never see them again. This is, however, way, way too generous to Finn, because he was flirting with Clarke already on the dropship and pursued her constantly from day one. But I'm not sure that Clarke is even fully aware of it. She may be thinking that he really wasn't planning on hooking up with her till that moment at the end of 1x04, when he lost hope in contacting the Ark. She has very little romantic experience, after all, and seemed too distracted by everything else happening around them, the fight for survival, trying to save Jasper, Wells' death, the drama with Charlotte etc. to even notice how much Finn was hitting on her. The same way that, in season 2, she was far too distracted by planning the war and worrying about Bellamy and the Delinquents at Mount Weather and didn't seem to notice Lexa giving her heart eyes, until Lexa surprised her by kissing her. She's really not the most attuned to these things. Raven\s remark that "he could have waited for more than 10 days" (yes, exactly) gives us the first explicit clue about the exact timeline. The painful Octavia/Bellamy confrontation at the end of the episode is one of the best dramatic moments on S1. It gets resolved at the end of S1, but now I can't help thinking that it's just the first of the many times throughout all 5 seasons where Octavia blames Bellamy for pretty much everything ever. I remember that Bellamy takes back what he said here in the S1 finale - telling Octavia his life didn't end when she was born, it began - but does Octavia take back any of what she said to him, blaming him for their mother's death and her imprisonment and all? I don't remember that, but I'll pay attention in 1x13.

Timeline and body count at the end of 1x06:

The first 6 episodes took place over 10 days. The first 3 episodes must have been something like a day, then there was a week between episodes 3 and 4, and 4--6 were about a day or two.

Body count: 

at least 320 dead people on the Ark, 10 dead Delinquents on the ground: 2 killed in the crash landing (and due to their own stupidity), 3 (Trina, Pascal, Atom) killed by the acid fog (that is, the Mountain Men) - though technically Clarke mercy killed Atom, 2 killed by the Delinquents themselves (Wells - murdered by Charlotte, Charlotte - suicide, mostly sue to pressure from Murphy),, 3 killed by the Grounders (Doggs, Mbege, Roma). "The 100" are The 90 now. As of the start of season 6, they'll be The 4.