#bellamy blake modern au

[bellamyblake]

The world hurts less when I'm by your side

He was fine now, though and when they asked 'Why couldn’t he stand up now?' or 'had he seen a real rifle and shot one?' he answered them with ease he didn’t know he possessed until then. 

At some point one of the babies pushed his hat off and the scar he had on his head from the blast got out, now much visible with his shorter hair. They all climbed up on him and awed at that, asking if they could touch it.

“Do you have metal brains? Are you a robot, uncle Bell?” they asked and he laughed.

“No, not really, sweetheart.” he stroke a little girl’s hair while Andrew kept peaking at his scar.

“That’s badass!” he exclaimed “I want to be like you when I grow up.” that made Bellamy’s heart skip a beat, though and he carefully placed his hand on Andrew’s shoulder.

“Trust me, kid, you do not.” Andrew furrowed his eyebrows a little and tilted his head in confusion “You should leave the war games on the playfield, alright?”

“But I want to be like you and my dada!”

“And you can, if that’s what you really think you should do but what I’m trying to tell you is that there are other stuff out there too. You don’t need to carry the burden of your family on your shoulders, alright?” Andrew thought about it for a second and Bellamy wasn’t sure the kid let the words sink in but he shrugged a little, gave him a small nod and then ran off after Ares again. 

At some point they all gathered the kids back inside because the wind got quite harsh and cold. Bellamy patted Ares’ head too and laughed when he looked down at his friend-his tongue was out and he looked exhausted.

“Too old for that stuff, huh, big boy?” Ares whined as he followed Bellamy back inside just when sister Hannah welcomed him at the front door with her arms crossed over her chest.

“What made you think that being out in this horrible cold weather could be any good for your lungs, young man?” she scolded.

“I’m sorry, sister.” she huffed and came behind him, picking the wheelchair and pushing it down to the left hallway.

“Sorry sister, sorry sister, that’s all I’ve been hearing from you today.”

“That’s because I truly am.”

“Right.” Bellamy coughed a little and looked up at her innocently, making her roll her eyes at him “Come on, we're going to the clothing storage.”

“I was thinking of going to the library-” he began carefully but the look she sent in his direction was enough to make him completely change the ending of the sentence “but I definitely need clothes more than books now, you’re right.”

“That’s what I thought.” she commented “Silly child.” he smiled but when she fixed the hat back on his head and rubbed his shoulder, he knew she was trying to apologize for her harshness and he offered her a soft look in return.

What was really funny was that all the women and children joined them down the hallway and the kiddos kept jumping around Bellamy and poor tired Ares, asking for attention. They apparently had a shift at the storage room, distributing donated clothes and it just turned everything into a sort of game for the kids.

Sister Hannah wasn’t happy about it and was trying to put some order in it while Ares fell asleep under the table with a toddler sprayed on his back, a little boy with dark hair that refused to leave him. 

Bellamy pushed his wheelchair to the edge of the table while all the other kids, seemingly already in love with him, piled up all around him, Andrew, a few girls and some baby boys crawling all over the place near him while he picked them up and settled them on their tiny butts, hoping to keep them down for a minute.

The moms really had to work and so did sister Hannah, so the best he could think of was tell them a story.

“Okay now, shush...shush, let’s let your mamas work, huh? How about a story? Would you like me to tell you a story?”

“What story?” asks Andrew rather suspicious and Bellamy beams “We know all the fairy tales.”

“It’s not a fairy tale. It’s a Greek myth. Have you heard of those?” they all shake their heads and he picks up one of the crawling babies whose name was Leah and who was a bit of a menace so he puts her on his lap and jostles her a bit “Do you know about Hades and Persephone? Or Zeus and Europa? Or Promethius the man who dared to steal fire from the gods and give it to us, the humans?” the kids all shook heads but huddled together and looked at Bellamy with expectation in their eyes.

“Tell us.” Andrew asked and Bellamy smiled as he rested his back on his wheelchair.

“So Hades was the Greek god of the underworld and he fell horribly in love with a beautiful girl called Persephone-” he begins and they all collectively hold their breaths as he talks. He tells them all about it-their love, how Hades kidnapped her which elicited a responce from the others saying “That’s bad! That’s wrong” making him smile, then how the seasons came to be, how much Demeter loved her. 

Everyone listened instensely until he finished, even the mothers and sister Hannah were quiet in their work. 

When he was done some of them were half asleep like the baby in his lap and others were staring as if they just realized something big, Andrew among them.

Full chapter can be FOUND HERE

[pendragaryen]

(yet another) Bellarke/The delinquents modern AU aesthetic

Happy 38th birthday, Bobby Morley! 12/20/1984 🎉🎁🎊

[peggysousfan]

A Twisted Reality Part 2 Anyone?👀

Here's is a new video for A Twisted Reality (Part 2)! The ending to chapter 66 in part 1 is very... Open so to speak and it will leave you all with many, many, questions, so I had to start a part 2. It will not be as long as pt 1 tho! (I think Idk yet bc it's still early on) it I don't plan on it being more than 10 chapters.

And above all Bellarke is Endgame!

(I do NOT own any of the images or sounds in this video)

[honestlydarkprincess]

beg me, peg me

bellamy x clarke || rating: explicit || words: 3.6k

“What’s all this?” Bellamy asked, locking the door behind him and kicking off his shoes. Exhaustion and stress were evident in his posture and Clarke winced in sympathy.

“This,” She spread out her hands. “is our home for the next three days.”

“Well, this actually is our home,” Bellamy said through a smile.

Clarke huffed playfully. “Okay well, for the next three days we’re not leaving. No cellphones, no work talk, no leaving the apartment of comfort until you are at least fifty-three percent less stressed.”

“Why fifty-three percent?”

“Don’t question my methods, Bellamy!”

Or, the one where Bellamy is beyond stressed at work and Clarke is concerned, so she pegs him.

read on ao3

[okmcintyre]

Masterlist #2 Bellarke Fanfiction Recs

It's been a couple more years & I'm very happy to report there's been ✨lots✨ more amazing fics shared in our corner of fandom. Y'all know the drill: linking older modern!au recs, the dropship/delinquent-only stories list, a few canonverse recs and of course the OG Masterlist from 2020.

Feel free to add your faves! 💛

Canonverse unless noted otherwise, + fics of of all ratings, so keep your eyes peeled!

Good Days and Bad Days by tiredwetdog 

where have you wandered, my only child? by carrieevew

Little steps by bellofthetolppl

With you in my arms (everything feels alright) by orphan_account 

so this is how rumors get started by ChronicTonsillitis

Bellamy Blake needs to touch some grass by b00mgh

Weathering the Storm by PenguinofProse

Hold on to me (I'm a little unsteady) by TheWordsInMyHead

take a running start by glowinghorizons

the whole world stops by whatspastisprologue

so this is how rumors get started by ChronicTonsillitis

Show Me What I'm Looking For by bitscrawford

What We Built by elle_stone

Can't Find Paradise On The Ground by icantloseyoutoo

It Doesn't End Here by immortalpramheda

You Make it Real by PnclSktch

i'm on my knees, your faith in shreds by stoneage_woman

the radio is playing your favourite song (open the door) by theinvisibledisaster

Hold me still by bellofthetolppl

a kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear by troubledpancakes

one less day to be alone by glowinghorizons 

A Short Story About Love by twosuns

must've been some kind of kiss (grounder!au) by carrieevew

Don't Look Back, You're Not Going That Way (viking!au) by andsowemeetagain

And Now You're Home (praimfaya!au) by asroarke

When the Sky Meets the Ground (grounder!au) by Peggysousfan

No Man is an Island, Entire of Itself (hanahaki!au) by MyHeartOfHearts

Walk the Line (doctor/criminal!au) by TheWordsInMyHead

The Other Half of my Soul (soulmate!au) by ZouWrites 

Lone Wolf (nightblood!au) by Peggysousfan

May the Waves Bring You Home (modern!au) by RogueTwelve

The Best Man (bellmillerbffs!au) by PenguinofProse

Mirror Mirror On the Wall (soulmates!au) by SPNOUAT

If My Wishes Came True (modern!au) by bookwormforalways

so I stayed in the darkness with you (soulmates!au) by burninghoneyatdusk

Pieces of Us (modern!au) by daenoora

i think i should go (you said maybe don't) (modern!au) by blaketrash

Only Fools Rush In (modern!au with a twist) by onlyherefor1

Black Out Days (apocalypsey!au) by TotalBellarkeTrash

(do you remember?) dancing in stilettoes in the snow (modern!au) by carrieevew

Share Your Address (modern!au) by useyourtelescope

Better Than Revenge (B/C/L!au) by Excuseyouclarke 

Your words on my skin (soulmate!au) by not_a_total_basket_case

Better with you. (artclass!au) by Luminouswriter 

I Thought The Worst Was Behind Us (modern!au) by onlyherefor1

proposal interruptus (modern!au) by carrieevew

One Way to Find Out (clurphybffs!au) by Silverloc

bet on it (bet on me) (modern!au) by griffenly

The House Guest (modern!au) by Shippershape

After Me Comes The Flood (modern!au) by theinvisibledisaster

I Found Peace in Your Violence (modern!dystopiaish!au) by eyessharpweaponshot

Take Care of Me (And My Heart) (modern!au) by QueenoftheWallflowers 

And in Other News... (news!au) by Jeanie205

love enough to fill me up (domestic!au) by jackiefreckles

Fading Out (soulmates!au) by PenguinofProse

[fated] happenstance (soulmates!au) by she_who_the_river_could_not_hold

The Dying of the Light (wartime!au) by starsonfire

Bellarke The 100 Instagram AU (socialmedia!au) by OhLenaLena

I Don't Want to Dream About You (modern!au) by Dayo488

Too Aware of Where Your Lips Have Been (modern!au) by MissMR

When Bellamy Met Clarke (whenharrymetsally!au) by onlyherefor1

Submarine Man (modern!au) by twosuns

[who-needs-reality-anyways]

Love Beyond the Lies

Complete | 43.7K | Modern AU

Three years ago, Jake Griffin was killed right in front of Clarke, but the killer let her live. She was just about to start college to eventually run Arkadia Engineering, and would have done so beside her father and Thelonious Jaha. After he died, she vowed to keep going with their plan, despite a brief moment of uncertainty. Now, she is a senior and will inherit the business after graduation. Clarke's best friends, Wells, Raven, and Murphy make it their goal to get Clarke to have more fun this year before spending the rest of her life drowned in work. Through this plan, Clarke meets Bellamy Blake. He is mysterious, sexy, and vaguely familiar. They hit it off, and Clarke finally starts to live for more than school and the future. She goes out with her friends, starts officially dating Bellamy, and simply has fun. It's something she hasn't experienced since her dad died. Then, before graduation, she discovers unsettling information regarding her father's murder. It wasn't just a random act of violence, and the killer is much closer to Clarke than she realized.

All the artwork from the image is made by the wonderful @underbellamy-deactivated2023100 (who looks like deleted her account, but I am not taking credit for her work.)

Guys, it’s done. I’ve finally finished this piece, and I can honestly say I am pretty proud of how it turned out. I would love feedback, of course, but I’m just glad it’s done. I really hope you all enjoyed it.

I officially have no more WIPs anymore!

[sometimesanalice]

Hello, Alexa!☺️

How are you?

A bit of a random Q, but! I remember you saying that the first fanfic you wrote

was ‘Oh Christmas Tree' and I was just wondering if there was any other fandoms

you ever thought about writing for? Even if you don’t want to publish them! :) An even more general question, what other fandoms would you say you're into?

I know it's a little random, but I just love hearing about other people's interests/loves! 🥰

(I’m sorry if you’ve answered these in some way before)

Have a lovely weekend!

Hi Bo!! 🌟 I'm so good! I'm having the best afternoon with some coffee and a treat from Trader Joe's and working on a fluffy oneshot! I hope you're doing well! I love seeing you pop in my inbox!

The call of Bradley with a pine tree allergy and getting his best girl a fluffy pink one was too strong for me to resist! It was such a new thing for me that I wrote the whole thing on the notes app on my phone, it didn't even cross my mind to open a word doc for it, lol.

It's such a funny thing that for the years and years that I've jotted down ideas and dialogue that I never once thought of actually sitting down and trying my hand at writing fanfic until last year!

More for you under the cut!

My first foray into fandom and fanfic was when I was a nugget out there wilding on fanfic.net and shipping Clark/Lana from Smallville and Padme/Anakin from Star Wars. (back when I didn't even know what shipping meant, lol)

In college, I didn't have much time to read books because of all the school work, so I turned to fanfic again and got really into The Hunger Games. Dandelion Peeta had my heart, and all the modern AUs really softened the dystopian angst. That fandom had so many truly terrific writers, ones that I still follow even today.

Which is how I ended up becoming a big The 100 girlie. Some of my favorite THG authors started posting and writing for a couple of the main characters on that show and I was hooked. (it's been a lot of fun to learn that some of my fav TGM babes were also the 100 babes, so we've trauma bonded over it, haha)

And let me tell you, I need to be financially COMPENSATED by the CW for the chokehold this man had on me for like 5 years. (the hair! the gravely voice! the chin dimple! the biceps! the grumpy king with a heart of gold!)

If I was going to write for another fandom, it would be that one. Bellarke (bellamy blake and clarke griffin) still has my heart. At the height of it, I was spending hours every day reading fic for them. The chemistry between them was bananas and every week I was waiting on baited breath for any little interaction between them. It's funny now because the actors are actually married now, haha! The show gave us crumbs and went out with such a tragic whimper, but the fandom and the incredible talent there is probably why I was so invested and still read fics about them on AO3.

When I reread my favorite series The Winners Trilogy by Marie Rutkoski I fall DEEP into an Arin/Kestrel spiral. It's such an underrated YA series that I'm pretty sure I've read every piece of fanfiction that's out there (which isn't nearly enough) at least 5 times.

There was a brief Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen GOT era, but it was short lived.

I also like the Darkling/Alina dynamic from Shadow and Bone. I read the series when the books first came out before the show, and wasn't particularly enamored with them as a couple. But then they had to go and cast the pretty bearded attention whore that is Ben Barnes and I had simply no choice but to ship, lol.

I always joke and say that I don't pick the hyperfixations, that they choose me. But it's really true. The 100 ended in 2020 and I didn't have anything really capture my attention in the same way until TGM. This is the first fandom that I've really participated in, like getting to know other people and creating content! And it's been so wonderful!

Oof! Well, this got out of control quickly, lol. This was such a fun ask to get! I haven't been asked before, so I really went off the deep end here giving you my full life fandom history, haha!

[heartbellamy]

Hello there friends! It’s time again for Bellarke Creator Shoutout! Quite a few special things in our little fandom have passed since the last one. Firstly, we had Bellamy’s birthday. 🥺🎉 And we also had the anniversary of the 2x05 hugs (see below!) which I know is a special moment for some of you just as it is for me. The last thing I’ll talk about below, but firstly here’s some amazing fanworks that I hope you’ll enjoy! See you again soon dearies! 💜

Happy 8th Year Bellarke Hug Anniversary Gifset by @daemonsrhaenyras

I Think I’m In Love Lyrics Gifset by @kateemcintyre

Random Season 1 Bellarke Moments Gifset by @bellamyblake

Bellamy Day Photoset by @/bellarkethinker on twitter

Hurts So Good Fanvid by @/mclxnee on instagram

Untouchable Fanvid by @/multifaneeditts on instagram

Bellamy’s Birthday by @/whatsbelldoing on twitter

For My Three Wishes, I Want Kisses Fic (Rated T, Modern AU, Roommates and Tooth-Rotting Fluff) by @honestlydarkprincess

Tired Of Waiting Fic (Rated M, Canon Divergence, Season 7 AU and Engagement) by QueenoftheWallflowers

We Are Strangers Drawn Together Fic (Rated G, Canon Divergence, Fluff And Angst and Happy Ending) by whatspastisprologue

BONUS: For those who may not have seen, Bellamy Blake Appreciation Week 2022 has officially been announced! I for one am so happy and excited to see this event celebrating our leading man once again and I hope you’ll join in on the Bellamy love next month if you can! (He deserves it! 🥺💞) Head on over to @bellamygifs for all the info!

Remember to give these works some love to let our creators know how much we appreciate them! And feel free to tag me in any of your Bellarke-related creations! 💖

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[troped-fanfic-challenge]

Round Three!

It’s officially time to VOTE for Round Three of TROPED Madness 4.0! The structure is simple! Our four writers have been paired up in two head-to-head brackets, and it’s your job to chose who moves forward to the FINAL ROUND, and who gets CHOPPED! For the brackets, please select the one (1) fic that best used the prompt {Cozy + Demon AU + Library/Bookstore AU}! The writers with the winning fics will move forward!!

Additionally, we ask you to rank the four submissions in a seperate question! Please rank the four (4) fics, first (1) being your top choice, and four (4) being your last choice! This will help us to decide who is the top of our final bracket and break any potential ties.

You can vote here:

The four fics that we received for this round can be found below, or on AO3 here! Each fic follows the theme [Cozy], includes the tropes [Demon AU] and [Library/Bookstore AU], and have included the character [Jasper Jordan (The 100)]! When you vote, please be sure to take into consideration the USE of all these elements, because, as with all other TROPED events, the purpose is to select the authors who best utilize the requirements!

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Like Home (Rated M) [The 100 - Jasper x Octavia]

Summary: In this modern, magic alternate universe, Jasper Jordan is a magical human who runs JJ Books and enjoys his life, his work and his friends. An unexpected arrival changes that life, showing Jasper everything he might be missing.

RE: The Case of Jasper Jordan (Rated T) [The 100 - Jasper & Octavia]

Summary: Dearest Brother,

I am writing to confirm that I have located our long lost target. Since I haven’t heard anything new from you or our fearless leader, I will assume that you wish me to proceed with the collection.

I’m not sure why you cautioned me against accepting this mission. Tracking Jasper was easy. Almost too easy. He has no wards or sigils to cloak his home or even to protect himself. He even reverted to his old human name.

Maybe he wants to be found. Maybe he knows it’s time to come home.

If anything changes, let me know at once. I will be on the lookout for your missive.

Yours truly,

Octavia

Warrior of Hell, etc., etc.

Cauldrons and Crows and Chocolate Cake (Rated G) [The 100 - Jasper x Maya]

Summary: Jasper Jordan is fully aware that, as far as demons go, he is not particularly good at being one. With no taste for violence or revenge, the closest he comes to doing anything most consider demonic is either accidental or a prank. Which is why, when Bellamy Blake tells him he has been summoned by a powerful witch to help her with something he nearly falls out of his seat.

When he gets to her bookshop, however, he is pleasantly surprised by what she asks of him. And even more presently surprised by the company she keeps.

drank with the devil (and forgot my name) (Rated T) [The 100 - Jasper & Josephine]

Summary: Summoning a demon was on purpose. Having the demon possess Clarke was an accident. But Josie swears she's only here to honour their deal, and, really, could Jasper have a better wingman than a demon?

[kinetic-elaboration]

December 31: WIPs and Ideas I'm Taking Into 2023

As the year is ending, I am considering what writing projects I will try to complete next year. Will 2023 be the year I finish my WIPs? Will it at least be the year I let go of WIPs I don't care about? We'll see.

Here are (most of) my current projects and ideas--T100 only because I don't feel brave enough to even address Star Trek or other fandoms. Let's see where I am at the end of 2023.

devil's gonna get me one of these days: Southern Gothic AU; ensemble and multi-pairing; vampires, ghosts, and secrets

Troped Madness Horror Round: Harper-centric, epistolary/found footage-y

Talk About Timing in Times Like These: Bellarke, Modern AU, exes to lovers, heavy on the bitterness

And They Lived: aka the Ark Sleeping Beauty AU, Bellarke with a lot of other stuff going on

A Watch With No Hands: parts 3 and 4, the continuation of my 2019 Bellarke Big Bang, Grounder Clarke, Arker Bellamy, canon divergence

The Poly Fic: endgame Bravenlarke, modern AU, what it says on the tin

Can't Be King of the World: aka my long (long) percolating Ark AU, ensemble and multi-pairing with a lot of Wells

Sky Village: canon-divergence with rare pairs, independent delinquent village feels

Blake Siblings Summer AU: ...this is a Pete & Pete AU, if I'm brave enough to write it

Slow Summer Vibes: one step up from a PWP, Bellarke in the heat of summer

Under the Western Stars: more Bellarke modern AU angst nonsense

Kiss the Ring: canon-divergent Becho, in which they are both brutal, ruthless leaders

Jonty Dual Timeline: part modern AU, part canon-divergence, heavily S3 inspired

Sequel to How I'll Spend Through Winter: more Bellarke UST and longing, this time in high school, some Princess Mechanic

Bellarke Bingo Love Potion: Bellamy runs an antique store. Clarke takes a love potion. There's magic involved.

Dawson's Creek AU: endgame Bellarke and Murven, and in the meantime, a faithful AU for no reason at all

Documentary History of the U.S.S.S Arkadia: expanded version of my Braven fic of the same name

Reality Bites AU: as it says; Bellarke

Dollhouse AU: also as it says, ensemble/Bellarke, Bellamy as Echo and Clarke as Ballard...sort of

autumnverse fic: eternal-autumn type universe with ghosts!

oh well you've got me under your spell: an old Bellarke HS AU I always wanted to continue

Bellarke Bingo Blast: trope-heavy Bellarke friends to lovers; embarrassing how many modern AUs are on this list

South: Murven road trip that I started ages ago and might continue?

Everyone Gets Married: mostly Jonty with some Bellarke, sappy romance stuff and perhaps some talk about the concept of marriage

Bellarke Beat AU: this is from 2016, enough said

Maya & Octavia Troped: canon-divergence, post S2

Miller/Bryan Troped: canon-divergence, sometime in S3; more a universe than a plot but like an exes thing

Bellarke Invents Soulmates: triple-timeline, reincarnation and soulmates (former Troped round)

Miller/Bellamy Road Trip: but also they're on the run from the law, danger and UST

T100 + 3% Fusion: Princess Mechanic; 3%-like plot but in T100's universe

Fantasy Heist: delinquents on a magical hunt to save one of their own, still working out the kinks on the universe. And the plot (former Troped round)

Kane/Luna Ark AU: exes and magic and hints of political intrigue perhaps; horror

Slasher: half-baked old Troped Horror idea, heavy on the tropes, and I suppose on the bloodshed

Camping Trip Meta Horror: some horror tropes in the woods

Tropical Horror: something about this island isn't right

Troped Horror 2022: the fic I didn't finish because I thought it was going in a bad direction. Only hints: another slasher, Octavia-centric

Party Fic: Indulgent, stylized, multi-pairing HS AU

Modern Band AU: Bellarke and other pairings, rival bands, minor genre/form experimentation

...I didn't specify but some of these are one-shots and some multi-chapters and if a multi-chap isn't started, I can only promise to start, not finish it in 2023

[bellamyblake]

The world hurts less when I'm by your side

In the morning, Bellamy wakes up early, at around five thirty like he did when he was still a soldier. He doesn’t get up right away, though but he feels good, lighter, even if his cough is still there and quite stubbornly persistant.

He knows he’ll need not just minutes but hours to gather his strength and get up, so he takes that time. He pushes himself up on the crutches again, fixes his bed as best as he can and heads back to the bathroom like last night.

This time he had sweated through everything again so he had to take a shower and though it’s in the same pathetic way as it was in Clarke’s appartment-with him sitting ont he floor and the shower hitting him from above while he soaped himself, he wouldn’t let himself feel too bad about it.

There were a thousand things to feel bad for but today he’d try to rise above them and give himself over to a higher power, let his soul rest, pray and hope for something good in the midst of all this chaos.

Getting himself ready this morning reminded him a lot of that period of time when Octavia left him mostly on his own devices and he was left to get used to his new reality. 

At first he simply lay in his couch refusing to move, he was so depressed and sad, everything hurt him and he didn’t want to eat or only got up to go to the toilet twice a day. He was dehydrated and weak but one day Ares licked his fingers harder, tugged his blanket and shirt-he was cold, he was hungry and his back hurt really badly.

He had gotten himself up on his crutches then, with the use of the weak prosthetic. He dragged himself to the bathroom and upon lifting his shirt and looking at his back he realized it wasn’t just the injuries causing everything but the bed sores too.

He washed up, shampooed his hair, then dragged himself to the kitchen where he was welcomed with an empty fridge. He had no choice but to go out yet first he started a fire to warm himself up. 

He couldn’t even make it to the corner shop and he had to pay two kids to buy him some bread, milk, eggs and bacon in exchange for ten dollars and their help getting him to the front porch of his house.

But he has made it. 

He thought he’d be able to at least fry some eggs and bacon but he was so tired he simply ate two slices of bread and drank half the milk bottle before passing out again.

It wasn’t good but it was still a victory.

Same thing happened now too-he washed up, dragged himself back to bed, tried to calm his heart down and read a bit more from the Bible. He dressed himself up with sweatpants, a fresh shirt and the blue washed out sweater he got yesterday, deciding he’ll get  in the clothes Deucette left last night later so he wouldn’t stain them. Breakfast started getting served at seven, so he decided he’ll slowly make his way downstairs and not just that but with the crutches alone. He decided he’d leave the wheelchair behind even if they all yell at him for it.

The kids and moms aren’t yet there when he arrives, knowing they probably slept in a bit on Sunday but some of the vets and other guys were. They didn’t pay him any attention at first but he greeted them nontheless and they offered the same, only with tired smiles and sad looks. 

The one thing he hadn’t really thought through was how he was going to get himself a trey of food and drag himself back to the table when he was using the crutches. He was just about wondering what to do, thinking that perhaps he could just carry them plate by plate when he heard sister Hannah’s angry voice from behind him.

“What on earth do you think you’re doing, Bellamy Blake?” he tried to offer a kind smile as he half turned to her, letting his good leg bear the weight of his entire body. Since he couldn’t use the prosthetic now, there was a big gap where his left leg was but no one around here seemed to mind it.

Full chapter can be FOUND HERE

[ao3feed-the100]

Settle On The Dust

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/IhGn0us

by Agent_of_FANFICTION

Raven is hurt. Big-time, permanent hurt. Octavia is hurting in other ways. All they really have is each other.

(A modern AU expansion on Raven's disability, Octavia’s mental health, and Octaven's relationship)

Words: 11646, Chapters: 7/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Octavia Blake, Raven Reyes (The 100), Niylah (The 100), John Murphy (The 100), Echo (The 100), Emori (The 100), Clarke Griffin, other The 100 Characters

Relationships: Octavia Blake/Raven Reyes, John Murphy & Raven Reyes (The 100), Octavia Blake & Niylah, Octavia Blake & Echo, Echo & Raven Reyes (The 100)

Additional Tags: Hospitals, Permanent Injury, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Canon Disabled Character, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Disability, Blood, Vomiting, Illnesses, Self-Harm, mentioned psych wards, Bellamy is dead, Panic Attacks, Octavia Blake is Jewish

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[pendragaryen]

Hear my call, here and everywhere I've been walking the streets in despair One more fire turns a shade of gray One more tear is lost in the rain And I say that I love you I say that I need you Baby, I leave you a sign of desire No shadow will haunt you No heart will desert you No-one will hurt you, no space and no time There's a night when you close your eyes Around a dream that shines like the sun Everyone knows it's beautiful Tell me why you wanna dream it alone And I say that I love you I say that I need you Baby, I leave you the lines in my palm No darkness will get you No heart will desert you Nothing can hurt you, do you any harm Got to got you got to take your chances on me Like the river will lead the water to the sea Take on me, take your chances on me Don't walk away, don't leave Don't walk away from me And I say that I love you And I say that I need you Baby, I leave you a sign of desire Got to got you got to take your chances on me Like the river will lead the water to the sea Take on me, take your chances on me Don't ever let it be

Don’t walk away from me... (x)

[buckyswintersoldiermask]

Dance with me

Bellamy Blake x reader

Masterlists: Bellamy ⊙ 🎉

Summary: On sanctum theyre having a party and you’re dancing alone until you ask Bellamy to dance with you.

Word Count: 492

Warnings: mention of being tipsy

A/N: I like stopped using gifs but I don’t like how bland my posts look so gifs are back!

Music blasted throughout Sanctum, disco lights reflecting off the walls, people chatting and having drinks. There were so many things to look at but Bellamy only saw you. Bellamy watched you from a distance as your hips swayed to the music. A party, the last time you remember going to a party was Unity Day. A lot has changed since then. Being on sanctum, being welcomed to stay. You could finally have some fun. Bellamy loved seeing you happy, and that wasn’t often.

You had one too many drinks and was enjoying yourself to the fullest. Bellamy refused to drink so he could keep his eye on you, his tipsy girlfriend.

Jordan was with Delilah, Clarke was dancing with Cillian so you obviously wanted to be dancing with Bellamy. So you dragged yourself over to Bellamy, he was leaning against the wall, holding some water for you.

“(y/n). Drink some water.”

“No, Bell, dance with me!”

“You know I don’t dance.” You pouted, grabbing another drink from the table, walking as fast as you could back to the dance floor. Bellamy groaned, quickly moving over to you, taking the drink out of your hand.

“Whyyyy.” You whined as Bellamy drank your drink. “Well, since you’re here you might as well dance with meee.” Bellamy shakes his head knowing you aren’t going to give up. HE took you by the hand and led you to the exit as you protested.

“Bellamyy, I want to party!” You exclaimed, trying to break from his grip. He led you away from the party and to your shared room. He pulled you inside in the room, locking it behind you.

“Why are we in our room?”

“Because you wanted to dance.” Your face lights up as Bellamy pulls you closer to the middle of the room. The music was loud enough so you could hear it coming through the windows. “Still wanna dance, Princess?” You nod as the song changes to a slow song.

Bellamy places his hands on your hips and you wrap your arms around his neck.

“You know I really like this beard.” You say, taking one hand and caressing his face. He chuckles, placing your hand back on his neck. You danced together, your bodies practically on top of each other. He had silently hoped you wouldn’t remember about the dance in the morning, but as he saw the look on your face made him think otherwise.

Bellamy was surprisingly really good at dancing. He controlled the dance and you followed as well as you could considering you were tipsy. “I thought you didn’t dance.”

“I can dance, I just chose not to.”

“Until I asked?”

“Until you asked.” he affirmed, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I danced with you, now you can’t drink anymore.”

“But, but, It’s a party.” You complained, trying to convince him to let you party some more.

“And you’ve partied enough.”

“You’re lucky I like you.”

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[honestlydarkprincess]

with you

bellamy x clarke || rating: explicit || wc: 1.6k

Clarke had always known that she wanted to be a mom.

Growing up as an only child with an absent mother Clarke knew that she would do it differently for her kids. She wanted a bunch— a great big gaggle of her babies that she could give all the love and attention she had wished she’d gotten as a kid. So she had always known that that’s what she wanted: to settle down, find a nice partner and have babies.

It wasn’t until Bellamy, though, that the thoughts took on a life of their own.

Or, the one where both Bellamy and Clarke have a breeding kink.

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[baelllamyblake]

Ghouly Shit. ( Bellamy Blake x reader/ Modern AU )

Summary : You came to the club with a friend and you left the club with Bellamy. Things went down in the bedroom and shit hit the fan as soon as you woke up.

Pairings : Bellamy x Reader

Warnings : smut & hinted smut? couple swear words, angst

Word Count : 497 i have writers block IM SORRY

A/N : yikes this may be the worst fanfic i have ever wrote, I'm trying desperately to get over this writers’ block but it is impossible!! also halloween title for spooky szn 🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃 mini plot twist at the end?? home wrecking?? oops?? 

FEED BACK IS GREATLY APPRECIATED SO PLS FUCK ME UP W/ IT <3

The music dragged on in slow motion. Bodies melted together, flowing around in a drunken grace. The way Bellamy touched you sent electricity through your veins and you didn’t even know who he was. You wrapped your wrists around his neck, admiring his facial features whenever the lights flashed in series of colors. His face had a permanent smirk, eyes dripping with lust.

“ Let’s get out of here, sweetheart. “ Bellamy spoke into your ear, his voice deep, gruff, and sexy. You instantly complied, grabbing his wrist and dragging him out of the house party. Before you knew it, you were both stumbling into an uber, sharing hot, passionate kisses with each other. Bellamy grabbed ahold of your hand, staggering to his apartment as soon as the uber reached the destination. The sexual tension was becoming unbearble by the second. You scanned his back muscles and the veins that ran down his forearms sporadically. He closed the door, looking back to you, admiring the rosy red glow across your cheeks. Bellamy brought you in close, an arm wrapped around your waist while a hand gripped your ass. “ You’re gorgeous babe. “ Bellamy spoke lowly, kissing along your jawline. You clawed at his back, dragging down, Bellamy emitted a sexy groan into your ear. 

The alcohol began to cloud your mind, slowly but surely. He pinned you against the wall, strong and large hands holding your wrists fast to it. Bellamy bit, kissed and licked all over your chest, neck and lips. You could feel his girthy length pressing up against your thigh, turning you on further. He hoisted you up around his waist and briskly walked to his bedroom. Bellamy threw you down on the bed, stripping off his shirt and revealing his toned muscles. You could feel yourself dripping as you examined his moving body intently.

The last thing you could remember was him crawling on top of you and peppering kisses down your chest and to your stomach. After that, it was a black blur, a smudge in the timeline. You woke up, naked with a surging headache. The light was blinding, only making your hangover worse. Bellamy was quietly snoozing next to you, his tan, warm arm wrapped around your waist. You desperately wished to recollect as to how you ended up in his house.

Your head was ripped out of the clouds when the door opened suddenly. A woman with high, pointed eyebrows and curly hair walked in, stopped dead in her tracks. You held eye contact with her for at least a minute, but it felt like eternity. She looked to Bellamy next to you, still snoozing quietly.

“ Bellamy! Who the fuck is this? “ The woman yelled, her voice piercing the awkward air. Bellamy groaned loudly before opening his eyes and shooting up out of bed, realizing who was in his room.

“ Holy shit. “ you whispered to yourself, watching the couple argue while scooping up your belongings in the background. You rapidly threw your clothes on on our way to the front door of the apartment. The woman was screaming and crying at Bellamy at this point. You rushed out of the doorway, quickly closing it behind you, muffling the yells and sobbing. A smile on your face as your feet sailed down the halls, not even bothering to look back.