#gaia fleimkepa

[dakotaawolven]

It takes her a few days to figure out just what happened and why she is no longer with her family on the beach. She wanders a bit aimlessly at first, until she reaches a village and learns just when she is living now—or maybe again is a better word. After everything that happened to them, this turn of events does not surprise her nearly as much as it might have once. But if she is to believe what she sees and hears around her, there is not quite two years until Praimfaya will hit them—barely a year and a half, truly. Knowing this, Gaia thinks of her mother, her sisters, her family , and there is one place she knows she must go.

Surprisingly, it doesn't take her but another day and half to reach Louwoda Klironkru and the village that Madi once called home—still does, in this time. Gaia knows she has parents of her own right now, and they will most likely not take kindly to the appearance of a Fleimkepa scout, but she just wants to see that Madi is okay with her own two eyes. She is well aware of the wary eyes that follow her through the village, and she greets everyone with a kind smile and soft words. At first, she doesn't approach the home she knows belongs to Madi's biological parents, instead keeping to the small marketplace and trying to make it clear that she is not looking for natblidas, but only passing through on her way home to her mother's village.

—Chapter 13 of "Taim kom hod in au te kos(when love becomes the reason)"

[amyrose051]

also can i just ask where tf gaia is? like she was kidnapped and we just haven’t seen anything of her since and that was like 4 episodes ago?

[okmcintyre]

We all have to find our own new path.

[howl-kom-whitelotuskru]

i just wanna say amongst aaaallll of *that*—i love Indra and Gaia being together on earth. no war, no flame, none of these ~roles~ they’ve had to keep their relationship strained. it’s their time to reconnect, heal, and grow and i just think...that’s so beautiful.

[waybetterthanpaperwork]

30 days of The 100 8/30 - see them all

[lcgioned]

indra: i love my disappointing children [looks at smudged handwriting] godiva and octagon. gaia: get your own mother, i had her first?? octavia: mOM GODIVA IS BULLYING ME!

[slytherinbarnes]

Sub Rosa [99]

xv. the dying of the light 

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x reader

Word Count: 6.0k

Warnings: language, mentions of blood, angst, Cadogan is a piece of shit, anxiety, fighting, death, just some very sad, very heavy stuff.

Summary: bellamy is gone, gabriel is gone, and now madi has disappeared. desperation rises as you all race to save madi before she too is taken from you.

a/n: sorry, but my brain is struggling to process that this is number 99!!!!! i swear i just posted episode 1 like last week? how is this possible? the taglist for this series is open! I hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think!!!

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The first thing you realize is that Miller saved all of your lives with his quick thinking. You turn and meet his gaze, grateful that he was fast enough to get the bomb behind one of the solid doors. “Thank you.”

He nods in acknowledgment, before another soft rumble settles through the room, and the door the bomb is behind starts to groan softly. Which brings you to the second realization, that in saving all of your lives, Miller possibly doomed the others. Because the door he threw the bomb behind is the door that leads to the rest of the bunker. It’s the door that leads to the stone, in the rec room with Jackson, Murphy, Emori, and Raven. 

Miller immediately pries the door in question off the hinges with one of the spears from the arena, revealing a doorway of stacked concrete, confirming what you already knew. The others are trapped down below, and the rest of you are trapped up here. You have access to the outside, but no way to reach the stone or the rest of your friends. You turn to look at Clarke, seeking out her counsel, despite still being angry with her. She gives you a desperate look, before a look of realization passes over her face. “We can still get to Madi.”

She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small vial, three blue pills inside. You recognize them immediately as nano trackers, likely brought over by Sheidheda, the same ones Cadogan used to leave the bunker. Clarke unscrews the bottle and immediately dumps one out, preparing to swallow it, but Gaia closes the space between them and stops her hand from dropping the pill into her mouth. “Clarke, we have to think this through.”

“Gaia's right. Only the second pill’s for me.” Clarke looks over at you in surprise, not expecting you to take her side after what she did. But she killed Bellamy to protect Madi, and if something happens to Madi, then Bellamy and Gabriel died for nothing. All of it was for nothing. You refuse to let their deaths be in vain, which is why you hold your hand out for one of the pills, and Clarke quickly passes one to you. Behind you, Octavia speaks up, moving closer to you and Clarke. “We're gonna need an inside man.”

You both understand her statement for what it is: an offer to go with the two of you, so Clarke hands Octavia the third and final pill. All of you swallow them, one after the next, Octavia the last to do so, and you stand staring at each other, waiting to instantly disappear the way that Cadogan did. 

Except, you don’t.

The three of you stay firmly in place, looking at each other in absolute confusion. “Cadogan disappeared right away.”

“Why isn't this working?”

Hope answers you and Clarke both, shrugging a little as she does. “Maybe somebody has to be waiting in Bardo to pull you through.”

A strange look passes over Clarke’s face, half anger, half amusement, before settling into one of determination. She crosses the room in three strides, stopping at the door to the rest of the bunker, clamping her hands down on the first piece of stone she sees. She pulls, letting out a cry of effort as she does, the concrete moving nowhere. She tries again, her hands slipping off the stone, likely scratching her the way they did when the two of you tried to dig to this very same bunker, and you shake your head before moving towards her. “Clarke.”

She doesn’t turn around, determinedly yanking at the stones and sliding off them, making no progress, going nowhere, but still trying nonetheless. “We have to get to Madi! Cadogan could be digging into her brain right now.”

You reach out for her, grabbing her arm and spinning her towards you. “Clarke! We spent days trying to dig our way to the bunker before we nearly died in that collapse, and this is no different. You’re gonna dislodge a stone and get yourself killed if you keep this up, and you’re no use to Madi if you’re dead.”

She sets her jaw, and you think she’s about to start a fight with you before her eyes drop and her gaze softens. “Your shoulder.”

You peer down at your shoulder and the blood staining your shirt, the wound from Sheidheda still bleeding, the pain forgotten to you in the chaos of everything that’s happened since then. “It’s nothing.”

You try to shrug her off, stepping away from her, not wanting her comfort or her help, but she reaches out to grab your arm, her hand closing around one of the cuts on your forearm. She can feel the wetness on her hand as soon as she grabs you, and she immediately lets go of you and looks at you in alarm. “La lune!”

She grabs your hand and turns your arm over, eyes scanning the cuts on both of your forearms. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I honestly can't feel it. Adrenaline and all that.”

“Come here.” She tries to pull you to the side, and you don’t budge at first, but she gives you one of those looks that lets you know this is not negotiable, because your own words apply to you in this moment. You’re no good to Madi dead, and bleeding to death because you’re mad at Clarke is not the way to go. So when she tugs you to the side a second time, you let her, and she motions for you to sit across from her as she tears strips of cloth from the bottom of her shirt. The tension between the two of you temporarily melts away as she ties makeshift bandages around your forearms and shoulder, your access to real bandages nonexistent. You sit quietly as she fixes you up the best she can, before she finally breaks the silence to whisper, “I’m sorry about Bellamy, I swear I am. I didn’t want to do it, but I had to, to protect Madi. You can hate me forever, la lune, I’ll understand.”

You sit in silence for a second, weighing her words, and you can tell from the anguish in her voice that she means it. But that doesn't erase all of your feelings instantly, as much as you wish it did. You wish you could erase the hurt and the grief and the anger, but you can’t. It’s still raw and open, weighing on you at every moment. “Clarke, you’re my shining star. You’re a part of me. I understand why you did what you did, and I understand why you feel like it was the only choice. But that doesn't change the fact that Bellamy is dead and you pulled the trigger. I don't hate you, I don't think I ever could, but I don't forgive you either, at least not yet. Hopefully one day I’ll forgive you and we can move past this, but right now, I'm too damn hurt and angry.”

She nods her head, looking up at you with tears in her eyes. “I understand. If it helps, I regret it. I don't think I’d do it again, especially if I knew that Madi was just gonna turn herself in despite everything.”

You say nothing for a long second, your voice a soft whisper, cracking with emotion when you say, “I just wish I could have said goodbye. I gave him back the ring, you know, and he died thinking I didn't love him, but I do. I love him with my whole heart, my entire being. He’s my soulmate, and he died thinking that I hate him.”

You feel your bottom lip quiver before tears start to spill down your face, and you see tears in Clarke’s eyes before she pulls you in for a hug, holding you as you cry for Bellamy. And in this moment, you allow yourself to forget what happened to him, focusing only on the fact that he’s gone. You allow your twin to comfort you, hold you close, softly humming Clair de lune in your ear until you start to calm down again. And even after the two of you break apart, you stay side by side, unable to leave each other’s side, even now, when everything between you is tense and weird.

Indra is the first to break the silence and tension hanging over the room. “We should discuss the plan. Clarke, la lune, and Octavia bring us over. We get Madi and kill their leader.”

Gaia jumps down from the perch she was on, walking towards her mother. “Killing Cadogan won't change anything.”

“He can't chase us if he's dead.”

She shakes her head at Indra trying to get her to understand. “You've seen faith, Mother. You kill the Commander, another takes her place. You kill the Fleimkepa, another takes his place. Faith doesn't just die, it gets carried forward. Cadogan's people are no different.”

Miller asks the question that you’re all beginning to wonder. “Then how does this end?”

“Bellamy asked that question, too.” You all look towards Octavia, the mood sobering even further at the mention of Bellamy. “One Last War, and then we transcend and we become the light.”

Across the room, Jordan breaks his silence. “It's a beautiful idea, but fighting is not how we get there. War is a failure of everything. Which is why it's a test, not a war.”

“Test, war, test, war. The disciples have been studying the Bardo texts for over 1,000 years. You really think you know better?”

Jordan turns to Hope, answering her question with complete confidence. “Yes. And it's not just that I read some old books, I felt it. That red sun toxin showed me something. I couldn't figure it out, but I knew it was important, and then I read the Bardo texts, and it hit me... the next step in human evolution.”

You can feel Clarke going more restless with each passing second, until she abruptly stands and snaps, “Nonsense.”

Everyone turns to face her after the outburst, but she avoids everyone’s eyes as she stalks up the ramp towards the exit. “All that matters now is saving Madi and killing Cadogan. There's no Last War or test. Bellamy's dead because he believed that crap, and I've heard enough!”

You look after her retreating figure, wondering if you should go after her. Everything between the two of you is weird, and your anger is telling you to stay, bristling at the casual way she mentioned Bellamy’s death. But your softer side, the part of you that’s connected to her, it’s telling you to go after her, comfort her, despite what she did. Gaia seems to sense your conflict, because she steps towards you with a smile and whispers, “I got it.”

You nod in thanks, relieved that you don’t have to decide, before sitting back down and beginning the excruciating process of waiting once more. You’re quickly realizing that there’s nothing you hate more than waiting: waiting to fight, waiting to escape, waiting to die. Because waiting is usually silent, and that silence easily morphs into your regrets, and fears, and worries. It’s when you think about everything you've done wrong and everything you haven't yet gotten the chance to do. There’s time to think of who you’ve killed and who you’ve lost, which opens up the door to the painful memories that usually stay locked deep in your brain, in that place you try to keep hidden from everyone, including yourself. 

Waiting is suffocating, and in the time you’ve spent on Earth, Sanctum, Skyring, and Bardo, you’ve already done too much of it. 

You stand, starting to pace around the rotunda, the way Bellamy used to pace when he first got back from space. The same habit he turned to when he had to wait. And as your feet move you around the room in continuous circles, you start to understand. It’s rhythmic, the way your feet carry you across the floor, boots thudding softly against the metal, and each time you walk past Hope, the thuds stutter, your footsteps softened by an uneven spot on the floor. 

As you pace around the room, you force your mind to stay on the safe topics. The ones that don't involve painful memories or the ghosts that seem to stalk you. Instead, you keep things light, reciting constellations and medicinal plants, anything to keep your mind occupied. A few times you slip up, your thoughts drifting to what Bellamy was thinking in his final moments, as he bled out on Sanctum alone. You start to worry about Madi and what she’s going through without you, cursing yourself for not getting to her sooner and stopping her from leaving. You think about Gabriel and his final words to you, what they meant... You shake your head, clearing the spiral of memories and grief, shifting back to your safe topics, ignoring the thoughts that are begging to pull you down.

You only pause your pacing once, when Clarke and Gaia come out of the decontamination room and take up a spot on the ramp, sitting across from each other cross legged, Gaia talking to your twin softly. You resume your pacing, glancing at them every few minutes, realizing that Gaia must be teaching Clarke to calm her mind the way she taught Madi to. 

But Clarke’s peace is short lived, and within minutes she’s standing, her voice rising as she glares down at Gaia. “How do you expect me to focus right now when my daughter is out there, probably being tortured right now?”

“You think I don't know that?” Gaia stands abruptly, and you pause your pacing to watch them. She gives Clarke an anguished look, her voice dropping slightly when she adds, “I love her too, Clarke.”

A look of sympathy passes over Clarke’s face before she reaches out and pulls the former Flamekeeper into a hug. “I know, I know, I'm sorry.”

You’re about to start pacing again, the conflict seemingly resolved, when you catch a glimpse of green around Clarke. She pulls away from Gaia, her hands starting to disappear, and she turns to look at you with a smile. “It's working.”

Clarke disappears in a haze of emerald, leaving you to turn and look at Octavia, “I’m next.”

Miller yells out to you, “La lune, catch!”

You turn towards him, catching the pistol he tosses your way, seconds before you too fade away from the bunker. All around you, the world is green, bright and hazy, until it fades into a darker hue. It takes a second for you to realize that you’re not in the Stone Room, but in the oxygen farm, surrounded by an army of disciples, all of them pointing weapons right at you and Clarke. You raise the pistol that Miller tossed to you, you and Clarke aiming back at the disciples, and Octavia appears a second later, instantly lifting her rifle.

A disciple near the font of the armed group looks towards you and loudly yells, “Drop your weapons! Hands in the air!”

Octavia drops her weapon first, lifting her hands in surrender, and you and Clarke exchange a look before you both follow suit. Despite not wanting to surrender to the disciples, you both know you have no choice, and if you choose to take a stand here, it will only result in the three of you ending up dead. So you both drop your weapons and lift your hands in the air, following the commands of the disciples as they close in on you. The three of you are restrained and led past the waiting army, through the oxygen farm and the halls of Bardo until you’re delivered to a cell.

They release all three of you in one room, and you stand there for a minute, stunned by what just happened. “Why did we show up in the oxygen farm?”

Clarke shakes her head, “I don't know. But they’re preparing for a war, which means they have Madi and she’s in trouble.”

She plops down onto the nearest bed in frustration, dropping her head into her hands before she starts to softly cry. Octavia sits down beside her, offering her comfort, the moment soon overshadowed by someone singing. And not just someone, Sheidheda. He sings the Grounder Anthem, “Take a Life With Me”, over and over on a loop, until there is no sadness left in your prison cell, only frustration. 

You take up pacing again as nothing you do drowns out the awful, annoying sound, which continues repeatedly, until you’re sure you’re about to lose your mind. You can sense Clarke growing tense too, her body starting to fidget more and more until she finally yells out, “Shut up!”

But Sheidheda doesn't shut up, he just keeps singing without a care in the world. Clarke looks at you with worry and frustration, her eyes wide, her nerves frazzled. “We did all that just to end up back here, locked up in a cell next to Sheidheda.”

“We'll get Madi back.” You don’t say anything beyond that, your anger at her now back in full force now that you’re back in Bardo, but you do let out a sigh, frustrated that your emotions are so all over the place. You wonder what Anders would say about you now, watching you pace the room like a caged animal, angry and frustrated and ready to destroy Bardo if you have to.

You’re pulled back to the present by Clarke sighing loudly, looking doubtful about your assurance of finding Madi, which Octavia notices. She puts a hand on Clarke’s knee, whose gaze shifts over to the younger Blake. “Think about it: someone brought us here. That means we have help on the inside, it's just a matter of time.”

Clarke nods, contemplating her words, realizing the truth to them, and she’s quiet for a moment before whispering, “Thank you.”

Something about her tone makes you pause, and you stop in front of her as Clarke’s gaze shifts between you and Octavia. “Both of you. Thank you for offering to come.”

Octavia answers first, “I told you I get it now, what she means to you. It's what Hope means to me.”

“It's what we meant to Bellamy.” Clarke and Octavia look towards you, the mood dampening the way it does when you all remember that Bellamy is gone, for real this time. You’re surprised you even said it, and you have to fight against the tears that are threatening to rise, glancing between the two women you call sister. “We were everything to him.”

Octavia whispers, “That's how I'll remember him.”

Clarke reaches out to grab your hand and you let her, before she reaches for Octavia’s hand too, the three of you sitting together as a small human chain, mourning the loss of Bellamy. And as the three of you mourn, tears streaming down your faces, the door to your cell opens. Clarke and Octavia stand beside you and turn to see Levitt hovering near the entrance, smiling at Octavia. She moves towards him, and as the pair hugs, you get a flash of disappointment. Part of you hoped that it would be Bellamy here to save you, despite seeing his body bleeding out on the palace floor in Sanctum. Something you remind yourself of as Clarke mutters, “Hate to interrupt, but we need to get to Madi. What’s the plan?”

Levitt and Octavia pull apart, and he looks between the three of you, growing anxious. “I don't know. Isn't this your guys' specialty? How would you do it?”

Octavia thinks for a second and then says, “Use the suits, go invisible.”

“No, that won't work. Too many disciples with helmets around.”

Clarke shrugs, “Then we come in hot, and we take them all out.”

You shake your head, instantly disagreeing. If the disciples are preparing for a war, then Clarke’s right. Madi is in danger now. You have no doubt that you, Clarke, and Octavia could come in and take the disciples out with ease, but how long will that give you? Five minutes? Ten? It’s loud and it’s messy, and it’ll put a target on your backs. You need a distraction, something to pull the disciples away from M-Cap, giving the four of you time to find Madi and get her to safety. You search your brain for a different plan, struggling to come up with anything, thanks to Sheidheda’s obnoxious singing. 

And that’s when it comes to you. 

You look between the three of them, smiling, pointing to the room next door. “Or we create a distraction.”

Realization passes over each of their faces, and you know you’re all on the same page. “Good idea.” 

Levitt heads to the door of your cell and reaches for a bag that he left behind, tossing each of you a gun before leading you from your room and to the next cell over. He quickly pulls the door scanner from the wall, attaching a few wires to a tablet from his bag and typing in a code. He removes the tablet and tucks it away before reattaching the scanner and pushing the button. The door to Sheidheda’s cell slides open, and you, Clarke, and Octavia go in weapons hot, aiming directly at the man in the room. He stops singing when he hears your entrance, turning slowly to look at the three of you glaring in anger, Levitt waiting just behind you. “Well, since no one's shooting, I suppose that means you need me.”

He laughs a little and stands to his feet, musing, “What would Madi think?”

Clarke lowers her gun and lunges at him, intending to hit him, but you reach out and grab her arm to stop her. “Clarke!”

Sheidheda laughs, looking you over, taking in your bandages and the blood that’s still on your face, a mix of Gabriel’s and your own. “I got the doctor good, didn't I? Tell me, did he make it?”

And this time, it’s your turn to lunge, dropping Clarke’s arm and reaching for the man, seeing only red, your anger raw with grief. But Octavia grabs you, pulling you back, yelling out, “That’s enough, all of you! We need to stop Cadogan.”

You take a breath, calming yourself, aware that you need the man in front of you to save your niece and stop Cadogan from winning. Which means, for now, you’ll play alongside him. But if he makes it out of here and you get the chance, you’ll kill him for what he did to Gabriel and Madi. 

Sheidheda shrugs at Octavia’s words, growling a little, “I tried, and for my troubles, they locked me up here.”

Clarke doesn't care, blowing past his complaint to snap, “Here's the deal. I'd love to kill you, but you're right, we need you. We set you loose, and you draw the disciples away from M-Cap.”

“I'm not some petty distraction. I'm the high king of Sanctum.”

You roll your eyes, “Okay, Your Highness. Then we walk out of here and lock the door behind us.”

He sneers at you, giving you an annoyed smile. “Hmm, distraction it is.”

You motion towards the door with your gun. “Then let’s go.”

Levitt leads the way to M-Cap, the rest of you keeping your guns trained on Sheidheda, but you stop when you reach the last few hallways to your destination. You can hear people nearby, likely standing guard or prepping for the war, and you motion towards Sheidheda as you all duck out of sight. He smiles before he steps away, and you can hear the moment he catches sight of the disciples. “Attention, sheep. I'm here to kill your Shepherd.”

You can hear one of the guards yelling commands, followed immediately by the sounds of fighting. Gunshots ring out in the air, accented by screams of pain, but you all stay hidden in a nearby corridor until the sounds grow fainter and fainter, Sheidheda clearing the halls ahead of you. Once you hear no more fighting, you tentatively slip from your hiding spot and walk down the hall, rounding the corner to find blood splashed along the walls and dead bodies scattered everywhere. You shake your head at the violent scene in front of you, thinking that surely Sheidheda didn’t need to be so brutal. Still, he got the job done, because there’s no one in sight to stop your approach.

Unfortunately, there is also no sign of Sheidheda. “He's not here?”

Clarke turns to look back at Octavia. “We knew that was a possibility, we'll deal with Sheidheda later.”

Levitt looks around at the bodies littering the floor, carefully stepping around dark red puddles of blood, his voice horrified when he whispers, “I grew up with these people.”

“That's war, Levitt.” Octavia turns to glance at him, offering him no sympathy for the horror he’s experiencing. “It looks exciting in hologram mode, but this is the reality.”

Clarke shakes her head, grabbing a few grenades as she walks past the bodies, barely glancing back at the couple as she continues on her way. “Come on. Right now, all that matters is getting to Madi.”

You all follow her down the halls towards M-Cap, your guns raised, ready for a fight with each new hallway you turn down. But you find no one, this section of Bardo completely empty, everyone gone in pursuit of Sheidheda. “Looks like our diversion worked.”

As you reach the door to M-Cap, Clarke nods towards it. “Levitt, you go in first. They won't see you as a threat.”

He nods, and Octavia quickly pushes the button to the room, and as the door slides open, you all get into position and step inside behind Levitt. The first thing you notice is that someone is humming, the tune comforting and familiar. The second thing you notice is Madi, sprawled out in the M-Cap chair, someone’s arms around her. And when that someone looks up, you swear you’re dreaming. 

Because it looks like Bellamy.

“Bellamy?” You freeze in place, the gun in your hand clattering to the floor as you stare at him in shock. He looks up at all of you, his expression surprised, clearly not expecting to see you here. He’s out of the white robes and into a white top and bottom combo, the same thing that Gabriel used to wear, and you’re relieved to see no blood on his clothes. He looks a little tired, and his curly hair is unruly, flopped all over the place, but he looks fine. Healthy even, no sign that he was recently dead. 

Clarke seemingly breezes past the fact that Bellamy is alive and well, her gaze solely focused on Madi, and he releases his hold on her to allow Clarke the room to take over. He stands, looking at you closely, his expression blank for a moment, and you worry that he’s even more brainwashed than the last time you saw him. But then his expression morphs into one of relief, and he steps around the M-Cap chair to walk towards you. “La lune.”

His voice is warm and thick with affection and emotion, and you start to run towards him, tears welling up in your eyes as he jogs towards you. He meets you halfway across the room, scooping you up in his arms and spinning you once, before putting your feet firmly back on the ground, his arms holding you tight. He tucks his head into the crook of your neck, and you can hear him crying as he whispers, “I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry. I should have never betrayed you. I should’ve listened to you.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” You pull away to look at him, tears running down his face and your own, and you whisper, “I love you. Oh my god, I love you, and I'm sorry I left you. I didn't want to, but-”

He cuts you off, “No, you were right to leave me. And you were right about Cadogan.”

It’s like the words remind him of something, and he turns to look at the others. “Levitt, something is wrong with Madi. Cadogan did something to her.”

You all turn to look at him in shock. “What?”

Levitt immediately crosses the room to grab the glasses that the disciples use for M-Cap, and for the first time since grabbing her, Clarke pulls away from Madi, realizing that Bellamy’s right, something is wrong with her. You miss the reunion between the Blake siblings as you rush over to your niece, though you can hear them quietly talking behind you. You look down at Madi in horror, catching onto what Bellamy meant. Madi’s eyes are open, but her expression and her eyes are blank, no sign of recognition in either of them. Her heartbeat is strong, but her body is limp, moving only when one of you moves her. 

Clarke looks at you with tears in her eyes, and you feel tears in your own, both of you starting to cry as Clarke turns her teary expression back to Madi. “Madi, look at me. Say something. Please say something.”

Madi remains frozen, and Clarke lets out a panicked yell, “Say something!”

But still, Madi doesn't move, and Clarke pulls her into her arms, holding her tight as she sobs, rocking her back and forth, “Oh, my baby. My baby. My baby.”

You start to cry harder, not wanting to hear or see Clarke’s heartbreak, not wanting to see Madi’s blank expression, but you can't look away. You don't look away when you feel Bellamy slide up beside you, slipping his hand into your own, you don't look away when you hear Octavia and Levitt talking quietly behind you. You keep your eyes on your little sun and your shining star, unable to do anything other than cry at the scene before you. 

Clarke lays Madi back down, before turning her teary face back to you, her eyes landing on Bellamy in the process.  You see surprise pass over her face, meaning she really didn't register his presence when you all stepped into the room. But her surprise turns to anger as she glares at him, “What happened? What did he do to her?”

Bellamy shakes his head, looking just as upset as the rest of you, tears streaming down his face too. “I don’t know. When I heard she was here, I came looking for her immediately. She was like this when I found her. Cadogan was already gone.”

“You said you’d keep her safe!”

Bellamy stutters a little, his voice thick with emotion. “I tried, Clarke, but I woke up in a hospital bed. I left as soon as I heard she was here, but it must have been hours after her arrival by that point.”

Clarke’s expression turns horrified as she takes in the weight of his words. He got to her as soon as he could to try to help her. But the reason it took him so long to reach her is because he was in a hospital bed. Put there by Clarke. You reach out for her, squeezing her shoulder to stop her train of thought. “Hey, hey, hey, this is not your fault. This is Cadogan’s fault.”

Bellamy whispers, “You couldn't have known.”

And though he doesn't outright say it, you know that his words are forgiveness. Bellamy offers his forgiveness to Clarke for shooting him, her anguish over Madi punishment enough. He offers her the olive branch, and it’s up to her to take it. Thankfully, she does, looking at Bellamy with genuine regret. “I shouldn't have shot you, Bellamy. I panicked, and didn't know what to do.”

“No, you were right to. I don't blame you for shooting me, it was part of a wake up call for me. La lune giving me back her ring, you shooting me, finding Madi like this, they all woke me up to the truth about Cadogan: he’s a monster. A psychopath obsessed with being worshipped, just like he was on Earth.”

And everything is simultaneously okay and not okay, because the confession is big, but none of you get the time to respond to it, because Octavia steps up beside Clarke, looking between all of you. “She can hear you. She knows you're here.”

Clarke nods and turns back towards Madi, trying to hide her tears as she smiles. “Hey, baby, I'm here. I'm right here.”

You lean down into Madi’s line of sight, doing the same to mask your hurt as you whisper, “Hey there, little sun. Ani’s here too.”

Clarke turns to face Levitt, who’s still standing off to the side. “Is it recoverable?”

“What? I-” The question catches him off guard, not sure if he should answer, but after a second, he solemnly shakes his head. “No. The areas of her brain responsible for voluntary movement have been destroyed. I'm sorry.”

The words make all of you start to cry harder, now faced with the reality that Cadogan has paralyzed Madi permanently in the pursuit of transcendence. It's enough to make you sick to your stomach. But that feeling only intensifies as Clarke glances off to the side, where her discarded pistol now lays, and after a moment of thought, she leans down to get it. You know exactly what she’s thinking because you know her better than she knows herself, and you shake your head, your voice soft and firm. “Clarke, no.”

She starts to cry harder, her hands shakily lifting the gun, determined to do what she thinks is right for Madi. But the sight breaks your heart, as Clarke can barely hold the gun steady, too overcome with emotion. Your twin that has bore it so the rest of you don't have to is breaking, and you know you need to be there for her. Which is why you drop Bellamy’s hand and reach out for the gun. “I’ll do it.”

She looks at you, expression heartbroken but hopeful, and you whisper, “I'm not letting you live with this.”

She nods a little, passing you the gun, which you take with now shaky hands. Clarke reaches out for Madi, putting a hand on either side of her face as she whispers, “I love you so much. Don't be scared, just listen to my voice, okay?”

And just like Bellamy was doing before all of you arrived, she starts to hum Clair de lune, ducking her head beside Madi’s so she can't see her tears. You lift the gun with a shaky hand, your own tears blurring your vision, aiming the pistol at her chest. But as you stare down at the blank expression of your little sun, you don't think you can do it, the burden too great for any of you to bear. You start to cry harder, a sob escaping from your chest, and Clarke looks over at you, nodding a little, letting you know that it’s okay, it’s time. 

But you can’t. You stare down at Madi’s face, reminded of the girl that couldn't speak English when you met her, who caught Clarke with a bear trap. The little girl you taught how to drive, how to fight. The girl who inspired an army to fight for Shallow Valley. You shake your head a little, unable to do it, your hand starting to lower again. But then Bellamy reaches out and closes his hand over your own. You look back at him, and he looks at you, tears falling down his face as he whispers, “Together.”

You nod, and the two of you turn to face Madi, lifting the gun to aim right over her heart. And as your finger lifts to the trigger, Bellamy’s finger poised over your own, ready to help you, you whisper, “I love you, little sun.”

But before the two of you can pull the trigger, Levitt suddenly calls out, “No, he got the code!”

You pause and you all turn towards him in shock, and he catches sight of the gun in your hand, suddenly apologetic. “Oh, God. Oh, I'm sorry.”

Octavia asks, “The test code? Are you sure?”

“Hologram mode.”

He enlarges the memory so you can all see, watching as Becca’s fingers press the symbols on the Anomaly Stone, the room glowing in white before the memory ends. Clarke shifts her gaze from the memory down to Madi, her heartbreak giving way to hard anger. “He got what he needed and left her here?”

The words hit all of you right in the chest. This man that is so determined to transcend, to prove that humans are worthy, paralyzed a child to do it, and then left her alone. Bellamy was right when he called Cadogan a monster, and you can feel Wanlida smiling as she steps into view. “We have to stop him.”

Octavia starts, “If one man represents the entire human race-”

Bellamy finishes, “It can't be him.”

Levitt nods, looking between all of you. “We can still stop him, but we have to go now.”

Everyone seems to silently agree, and you and Clarke turn back to Madi. Clarke puts her hand on Madi’s cheek, and you reach out to squeeze Madi’s hand. Clarke whispers, “I'll come back. I'll be back after we stop the test, and I promise I will not let him win.”

She presses a kiss to Madi’s forehead, and leans back so you can add, “We’re going to stop him, Madi, and we’re going to fix this. I promise. Bill Cadogan thinks he’s unstoppable, but he’s never met Wanheda and Wanlida.”

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next chapter

[molliemashstash]

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Do you think that Gaia would have made a better Flaimkepa for Lexa than Titus was? I mean setting aside the fact that he killed her with the intent to kill Clarke aside, he did teach her well. Which is the only redeeming quality I can really give him. And Gaia, while being a great advocate and second mother figure to Madi, still did not equip her with enough tools to fight Sheidheda (I don’t blame her. It was a difficult time for everyone and a lot was going on. Also poor writing ya know). But I imagine that Lexa being young as a commander, like Madi was, and given all the grief she must have faced with Costia gone, Sheidheda probably tried to take advantage of that. And Titus trained her well enough that Sheidheda was never able to manipulate her enough to break through. So I’m wondering if Titus would have been able to help Madi and if Gaia would have been better suited for Lexa.

Like what if Titus had shot Clarke but she didn’t die, she was only wounded. Naturally I think Lexa would have banished him and the responsibility of Seda would have gone to Gaia, as it did in the show. And maybe Praimfaya still happened and everyone ended up in the bunkers because they couldn’t find a feasible solution fast enough. So maybe Lexa and Clarke were on earth alone together, because Lexa would have made sure Clarke had nightblood and survived (a gay paradise for a bit) with all the night blood children (because with Lexa alive Ontari wouldn’t have had an opportunity to kill the night bloods) and they found Madi together. And Gaia trained the night bloods and was loyal to Lexa and Clarke. And maybe in the bunker Octavia still lost her brain cells for a time like she did in the show and maybe once earth was safe she felt threatened and declared war against Lexa and The Nightbloods. Maybe earth had been destroyed and they all had to flee to a different planet. Even if the show followed the same plot and they eventually had to face Cadogen and his nonsense, I think they would have been better equipped to teach him about their history and teach him about Becca and Calliope. Because between Lexa, Titus, (who was saved by the bunkers and learned his lesson by watching Octavia lose her brain cells) Gaia and anyone else who knew their histories they would have been able to teach Cadogen enough to know about the judge. Idk I’m just theorizing here because we’ll never really know but I’d like to think that even if Lexa had retired and given Madi the flame, between Clarke, Lexa, Titus, and Gaia they would have protected her against Sheidheda and Cadogen never would have gotten ahold of her and she never would have died. And things would have ended happily.

You know, I wish I had a more intelligent answer for this.

After 307 happened, I watched the finale of The 1oo S3 and then never watched another episode of the show. So I know of Gaia, of Madi, Sheidheda, and Cadogen, but I know of them from gifsets and brief bouts of continuity googling for fic writing. So alas! I have no insight to give here.

That being said, just because I don’t know what’s up doesn’t mean other folks won’t - and you’ve clearly put some thought into this, Anon. So what do we think, y’all? Anyone have thoughts on a Fleimkepa swap?

[ghostlybelladonnas]

a rant abt claia and the reaction of the fandom:

listen i like claia but not just bc it’s wlw, it’s bc we’ve already seen these characters for who they are apart from each other also.

i��ve always liked the idea of gaia having a girlfriend. i was always dreading that they would pair her up with a guy character and then her story would dwindle to simply being just another side-romance with some new guy character instead of her fleimkepa story + learning to breakthrough a mold of strong religious identification (which is something i myself have to battle with coming from a christian background and learning to accept what was best for me).

yet never in my wildest imagination would i guess they’d actually let gaia, an underrated character, get with the main bisexual strong character of the show. like i love gaia, i’m a big tati fan and her character of prudence from sabrina netflix. so i’ve always appreciated when they would allow her to show up more and now not only could we very much see tati play a character who has a main relationship with a character in a story while balancing her own, but that character also happens to be bisexual herself.

and for me, i’ll just say it, haven’t really been concerned with clarke’s love life after lexa died. i dabbled or tried to in blark, but it just felt too non-romantic in their scenes together and a ship that solely relied on theoretical subtext to ever work for me. the story could’ve been interesting if they kept the s1 vibes, but after that it just dwindled to recycling its own story and became too friendly for my ship taste. also, the fandom has a god-complex handout to every blark who has a certain amount of followers or likes, and from my experience in it a lot of ppl were downright SHITTY. and a lot still are. so this mixed together has led to my culmination in that i don’t ship blark, in fact because of the fandom, i simply cant stand. there are good shippers don’t get me wrong, but the majority of the fandom is just as bad as the reylo fandom has been. it’s just awful.

but now, i’m shipping clarke with someone, with an underrated character who whether or not truly does get with clarke is left to be seen, but is someone that i’ve always liked the idea of being lgbt + being someone who plays another character on sabrina who i ship in a wlw relationship. no, that doesn’t mean every character tati plays has to be wlw, that’s not what i’m saying. i’m just moreover happily surprised with a concept i just thought would be cool (abt her character gaia being wlw) but was cool with nonetheless if it remained unsaid and she still got her own storyline. like it’s rare that you see a show have a wlw couple with two characters that have established stories/arcs apart from each other, and though we are getting more of those couples we still don’t have enough.

but with this ship comes the unhappy blarks who are convinced that they’d get something from creators who don’t give a shit abt making them romantic and have already proceeded to act out over a simple script release. y’all wanna know why they probably released the script? here’s most likely why:

because of the same blark outrage over lexa kissing clarke back in s2, they were convinced that clarke couldn’t like her back and jason had to prove it to them she could/she was indeed bisexual. that’s why the script was released now: to shut up stupid blarks that can’t handle clarke getting with women and try to shut it down to boost their ship up. and yet, y’all have still convinced yourselves that it’s bait or platonic bc no matter what, y’all have such a hard time grasping that clarke could have anyone other than bellamy, especially a woman, in her life and have gone far to try and ensure it doesn’t happen.

yes, y’all have gone far since the premiere over claia. one of y’all’s twitter users who saw screenings took it upon herself to leak episodes of the 100 or lie abt them bc blark didn’t happen and claia got her in a twist. she also got fired and publicly denounced from her journalist company because of it, all because she couldn’t stand claia getting in the way of a nonexistent mlw ship.

NONE OF YOU GUYS ACTED OUT THIS BAD WHEN IT WAS CLARKE AND HER GUY HOOK UP LAST SEASON! SO DON’T FUCKING @ ME SAYING BLARKS HAVE NEVER EVER ACTED OUT IN LESBOPHOBIC WAYS BC NEWSFLASH, THIS SEEMS PRETTY BAD ON Y’ALL’S PART.

and a lot of y’all have been making excuses to hate on claia even when it hasn’t even happened, saying it’s rushed or that it would never happen this early on, when y’all didn’t say this shit when it was abt flarke, marper, miller and all of his mlm relationships, etc. none of y’all acted this bad then. so don’t try and paint yourselves as saintly police this time around.

what i’m getting at is that claia has barely started, it has potential, and it has managed to piss off so many blarks that it’s becoming like pre s3 the 100 tumblr again. blarks have seemingly learned nothing from their experiences in the past before and let me just say that any respect i had for that fandom as a whole anymore is gone. just like the reylo fandom due to different reasons, but it’s gone now.

so i’m going to continue to ship an interesting, potential-filled wlw ship that could or could not happen, and i won’t waste my time thinking that blarks will be accepting, bc the majority of y’all have proven otherwise. some are fine, but most are downright sad.

[frozenmemories1987]

In brief, what do you think most (or some) of the other characters think about Mackson?

Oooof, brief?

Abby: Loves Jackson and is absolutely happy for him and has quickly grown to like Miller, too. Though she was surprised when she first found out.

David: Absolutely proud of his boy! He's loved and supported Briller but he thinks Jackson is a lot better for his son because Jackson is more mature and he's a doctor! He can take care of Nate. Plus they're really cute together, he can see how happy Nate is in the way he keeps sideways glancing at Jackson and smirking and well, the way they hug with so much feeling. David just wants to protect them.

Octavia: Has grown closer to Miller over time, trusts him. He's her head guard in the bunker and him having a steady relationship can only be beneficial to his mental health and stability. To be honest she always thought Jackson was a bit plain, personality wise, but then she never spent much time with him. Being with Miller elevates him into Octavia's inner circle and she gets to see more of his dry humor and his lighter side (even in spite of bunker life) She admires that.

Niylah: being so close with Octavia (and Clarke before that) has made her care about sky people. She spends a lot of working with Jackson and Abby in the bunker and as they grow closer Jackson occasionally shares worries and concerns with her. It's touching and inspiring how much he sees about his boyfriend, it's a trait not many men Niylah knows possess. She thinks they're very cute together. Plus Miller makes a damn fun drinking mate. (And they get all mushy and touchy when they're both drunk)

Indra: Working so close with Miller on the guard she watches him carefully. It takes a while to earn her trust but Miller is loyal to a fault and manages to gain her respect almost as fast as Octavia did. She sees a lot of wounded people get treated by Doctor Jackson and admires him deeply for how serious he takes his oath to help all people and not judge. She cares about and admires both men individually and it makes sense to her that in combination they become even stronger and more valuable for wonkru.

(She'd never say she had motherly feelings for them, but if she had a son and son in law she would surely wish they were like Miller and Jackson)

Gaia: Spending time with Miller she was quick to develop somewhat of a crush on the unwavering guard with the cute smile. It doesn't take long to realize who his heart belongs to, though. And while initially she might mourn a lost chance there (not that fleimkepa is supposed to have relationships or anything) she can't help the way she feels about the soft looks and the gentle support they display. Nathan deserves someone who makes him happy, who lessens the horror of the bunker for him. If that's the good looking doctor with the honest eyes Gaia will take that.

Clarke: Didn't see that one coming. Sure, she knew Jackson was into guys but a guard? Not that Miller isn't smart and all that but she would have rather seen Jackson with a fellow doctor, an engineer, someone more educated maybe?

But then she sees the mutual affection, a softness that 6 years in hell couldn't shake, obviously, and that makes her feel pretty damn jealous. But also a little warm inside.

Bellamy: Has always loved and respected Miller like a little brother. Has known him with Bryan and defended them to people who made stupid comments. He felt the loss when Miller and Bryan broke up, regrets not being in the right headspace to offer him the support his friend probably needed in that situation. Finding out Miller has found someone new, someone as genuine and caring and stable as Jackson, makes him happy for his friend. He sure did miss a lot of stuff while he was in space but he still trusts Miller and hopes to rekindle their friendship. He's more than ready to include Jackson in that, too.

Harper: missed her bestie so much! Is absolutely relieved to find out he's survived praimfaya in the bunker and has found someone to help him through it.

She's always liked Jackson, they've spent some time together when Harper helped out in medical. He's sweet and caring and very compassionate. Finding out Miller and him are in a relationship makes Harper very happy.

Monty: Cares about Miller but is generally not prone to judging relationships one way or another. Doc Jackson seems nice and Miller seems happy, that's that.

Murphy: Secretly has crushes on a lot of the boys. Would never say so. Would never admit he admired Miller. Would never, never, never admit he thinks Jackson is handsome. They're both assholes, after all. Miller blindly following Bellamy's and then Octavia's orders. Jackson blindly following Miller... they probably deserve each other.

Being with Emori has made him soft though. He understands love on a deeper level now and there is no denying that Miller and Jackson love each other. More genuinely and in a healthier way any other couple Murphy ever met.

When Jackson blames him for Abby he's ready to hate him but when Jackson becomes his only hope to safe Emori and ultimately everybody else he overcomes his negative attitude and gives the guy a chance.

Who would have thought Jackson would turn out to become one of his best friends? And consequently Miller, too? (He has the best kind of warped humor, after all)

Hm, who else? I think those are the most important characters probably.

Wait, Madi: absolutely stans her wicked cool uncles!

Sorry but "brief" ain't me when it comes to these people. Sorry for the extremely long post, I don't know how the cuts work on mobile.

[amyrose051]

THE 100 7x14 REACTION!

spoilers incase you haven’t seen :)

why does bellamy not feel dead? like i’m not upset still, like i’m in love with bellamy but that was before yano?

EARTH YES!

should’ve shot cadogan tbh

GAIA FCKING FINALLY

aw madi and gaia🥺

ok but who took gaia? like who is that? is he just a random disciple?

OMG INDRA AND GAIA YES YES YES

earth is so grown🥺

MILLER AND JACKSON , MILLER SOUNDS SO HAPPY

oh no, octavia :/ time to drop the bomb

yes you did clarke, you killed him

NO THEY’re ALL SO SAD 😔

omg what’s octavia gonna do

awh octavia and clarke

‘i understand’

‘so would the old bellamy’

IM NOT CRYING OKAY SHUT UP

omg an echo, clarke, octavia hug. never thought i’d see it. the some what sensible women in bellamy’s life ;(

ohhh the stones underground

NO WHY’D SHE SMASH IT

CLARKE IS GOING CRAZY WHAT!

i’m kinda worried, she so stupid

why is sheidheda still alive? bout time he died yano?

okay sheidheda is kinda sassy... i kinda like it

Why does miller look so grumpy

oh :(, that’s abit different miller. he’s switched sides completely baby. everyone makes mistakes, but bellamy was far too gone💞

‘is it safe?’

‘it was never safe.’

madi kinda has every right to be mad at her tbh

ravens fit is kinda fire

indra and octavia reunited awh🥺 i love them so much. just realised that indra hasn’t seen octavia since she was all blodreina

‘we were all blodreina’ I LOVE THIS

no the flashbacks🥺 omg octavia baby bless you💞

awhhhhhhhhh gaia and indra #motherdaughtermoment

‘i’m not leaving you again’

no why did i want octavia and sheidheda to fight?

ONSTJA HOPE AND JORDAN🥰😍 they’re so cuteeeee

okay i ship them

omg gabrielle lol

niylah drunk omg😅😂 i love seeing them do such normal stuff like drinkinh

no they’re leading sheidheda to madi

gabrielle teaching madi the piano omg i love it that’s so cute

why am i in such a cute gabrielle mood🥰

echo & niylah, a duo i thought i’d never see together (don’t think they have ever had a scene together)

i forget echos name is ash sometimes

omg?? niylahs backstory? azgeda roots?!

i love echo and niylah bonding

murphy looks so fcking good

‘but it’s hot’ raven defo agree’s

no hope crying ;(

hope & murphy meeting, love it

murphy is such a dad this season ARGH I CANT GET ENOUGH OF IT!!!

i’m rooting for hope & jordan tbh

i know people were rooting for hope & echo but jordan & hope have more things in common i feel like

omg no no no no sheidheda fck off

gabrielle would be such a good dad

would HAVE :(

would have been such a good dad

sheidheda can you like DIE

omg yes mother & daughter fighting together!!

SHEIDHEDA STILL ISNT DEAD?? LIKE WTF

omg gabrielle isn’t dead yet! there’s hope (pun unintended)

no hope just lost her mum and now gabrielle :(

may we meet again

no madi don’t

omg no a bomb

NO NOT THAT CLIFFHANGER

MUPRJY AND EMORI. NO

okay conclusion: i’m pretty sure jessica harmon directed this episode, and i really liked it. gabrielles death was able to make me cry one or two tears but so far this season hasn’t been able to connect to me emotional you know? also i don’t see how the storyline can come to an untrusted close in two episodes.

[sometimesrosy]

Anonymous said:

The way you people are trying to deny a building Clarke x Gaia romance but making Octavia x Diyoza a thing when the script & their interactions made it clear that they are platonic is hilarious to me. Clarke is growing Madi with a woman too but you are insisting that it's completely platonic and the implications weren't on screen when they are spending so much time together and it's not even about Madi unlike Diyoza x Octavia situation. Can you be more biased?

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It’s called shipping.

Do you know what that is? It is allowed, even if you don’t like it. What I ship is no relevance to you. 

I ship Octavia and Diyoza. I do not ship Clarke and Gaia. I do ship Bellarke.

Absolutely and 100% within the bounds of acceptable fandom behavior.

Not to mention, Octavia RAISED Hope for ten years. Gaia is the FLEIMKEPA. Gaia is Madi’s TEACHER. They aren’t coparenting. They are talking about how to deal with her, with the loss of the flame. 

And there are no romantic implications with Clarke and Gaia on screen. There is one script that was vaguely intimate without explicitly saying it was romantic. Intimacy is not only romantic, but it’s an important part of romance. I have many female friends who I have spent A LOT of time with, as most of my primary relationships are with women, and that still does not mean those relationships are romantic. 

Speaking as a teacher and as a mom, even if you care for your students, you are not their mom. I am still in communication with some of my students from twenty years ago. I am not their mom. 

Also, I have NOT been insisting that Clarke and Gaia is completely platonic. Not at all. I am aware of the potential there, and it’s not a bad potential. Clarke deserves someone she can be intimate with and I am not limiting an intimate relationship to a romantic one. Because intimacy can be both romantic and non romantic. But a decent romantic relationship NEEDS intimacy or it’s shallow and not what I’m looking for.

 I have though, been talking about POTENTIAL and intimacy and the reasons why a narrative might suggest intimacy between Clarke and Gaia along with discussing what might be going on between Octavia and Diyoza and having multiple options in my speculation. And I am not apologizing for reflecting upon the various intimate relationships on my screen and considering some romantic and not others. I know what I want to see, I know what I like, and I know what doesn’t go far enough for me and what triggers my imagination and feelings.

What I AM insisting is that Bellarke is endgame, because of the narrative that has been developing for seven years. And I’m not really looking at any scenarios where some other competing ship is endgame. Not Clarke and Gaia, not B/E. I will not apologize. I am a bellarke shipper.

I feel like you just hate it when I ship Bellarke, and you’d like to call me a lesbophobe because I don’t ship Clarke and Gaia and don’t see it as definitively romantic (it ain’t romantic until I see that developing on screen, and NOT just kissing and sexing because Clarke and Niylah weren’t romantic, Clarke and Cillian weren’t romantic. Bellamy and his troupe of girls in season 1 weren’t romantic. sex =/= romance,) but you’re stuck with that, because I’m right there shipping a different wlw ship. Are you just offended that I think Bellarke is endgame for all the millions of reasons I have posted over the last five years, and ANY LAST LITTLE THING that you put up as an obstacle to Bellarke I brush off because I believe Bellarke is endgame? Clarke and Gaia? Not a problem. Clarke and Niylah? Not a problem. Bellamy and Echo? Not a problem. Bellamy and Gina? Not a problem. All obstacles, yes, romantic obstacles are PART of a love story. PROBLEM THAT WOULD BLOCK BELLARKE ENDGAME?

nope.

Because the story is Bellarke, and all the other side relationship are part of the development of Bellarke. And I wouldn’t say that is what happened except THAT IS HOW IT IS HAPPENING AND HAS BEEN HAPPENING SINCE SEASON ONE. 

I ship Bellarke, and I don’t care if you don’t. I ship Octavia/Diyoza and I don’t care if you don’t. I don’t ship Clarke/Gaia and I don’t care if you do. I didn’t ask your permission. I am not asking for your approval. I don’t care if you think I’m an asshole for not shipping what you ship.

Ship and let ship.

Those are my rules.

You broke them, you and your three consecutive anti Bellarke and anti O/D posts. Bye.

[nomattertheoceans]

I adore your gifset! Ugh, perfection. I’m giggling that Echo’s face looks so flustered next to God of War hahah including Gaia for messenger of the gods is such a great fit. Stellar gifset!

Thank youuuuu!!!! I’m really happy with the result, it was a ton of fun to make!

Yeah Echo does look very flustered  😂 And yeah, well basically this gifset was a lot of brainstorming with @rosyrosalie to figure out who would fit best with each, and to be honest I set out in this project thinking we would only find things that worked but that didn’t fit completely. But then it turned out that all of them fit so well!! Like, I could list every image and tell you why I think it’s the best fit cause let me tell you we spent a lot of time brainstorming it lmaoo

I’m really happy with Gaia!! it fits really well her role of Fleimkepa :) 

[aerisahale]

paid in full (chapter 3)

Pairing: Clexa (Clarke Griffin x Lexa kom Trikru) Length: 1,461 Summary: Clarke struggles with the peace of her new life post-Ascendance. With her face fresh in her mind, Clarke wants Lexa, fiercely. Apparently, The Ascendance isn’t finished granting miracles. Chapters: 1 2 3

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The forest is quiet in the warm sun of the afternoon. The forest floor is still damp where the trees were too thick for enough light to shine through. The leaves squelch more than crunch under her feet and it is not a feeling Gaia enjoyed. The warrior in her cringes with every noise. Then she reminds herself that there is not much left to find her but a few wild animals.

When she reaches the edge of Wonkru Village, the small home they were building a few minutes walk from the treeline, she starts smelling something that makes her stomach growl. She has fasted this morning in observation of the Fleimkepa’s Thursday ritual, spending that time and then some meditating on her purpose in this post-Transcendence reality. Wandering further, she finds Niylah tending to a pot over the fire burning at the center of their village. It is the source of the smell and her stomach announces her presence quite loudly.

The blonde woman turns and smiles at her. “Would you like some?”

“Please. Thank you for this meal.” Gaia dips her head in appreciation, hands wrapping around the bowl handed to her, taking pleasure in the warmth that radiates from it. Bringing it to her face, she takes a deep breath, meat and vegetables swirling to create a mouthwatering scent and she doesn’t waste any time in taking a sip of the steaming broth. “This is very good.”

Niylah’s smile widens. “Jackson has helped me find some herbs that are safe to eat and I’ve been experimenting with them. Miller caught some rabbits in a trap this morning and I had a few I thought would go well with them. I’m glad you approve.”

In the ensuing silence, Gaia continues to savor the warmth of the rabbit stew in her hands. Contemplating her place has left her unusually off-kilter despite the way her Sunday meditations usually ground her. She surprises herself when she hears her voice ask, “Do you think the time of the Fleimkepa is over?”

Niylah is quiet for a moment as she stirs the pot of soup and her eyes are warm when she finds Gaia’s dark eyes. “Perhaps it’s not what you want to hear, but if we are the last of humanity, then yes. The Flame is gone, the time of the Commanders is truly at an end.”

Staring for a beat longer, it takes just a moment too long for Gaia to nod in understanding. Niylah smiles a sad smile at her. “I’m sure there are some among us who would enjoy hearing the Fleimkepa’s history, though. Just because your purpose has fled does not mean that your legacy has to follow.”

Another nod. Setting the empty soup bowl into the bin at the edge of one of the tables, Gaia heads towards her home.

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The afternoon finds Clarke and Lexa huddled into their, admittedly yet bare, home. The bed is the most comfortable place and Clarke is still in awe that Lexa is hear with her. Their lovemaking had come to an end again and now they just lay together, skin to skin despite the sticky sweat making it somewhat uncomfortable.

“Tell me what you’re feeling,” Clarke whispers, trailing fingers down the tattoo on Lexa’s arm, curious in it’s very existence.

“Unmoored. I remember the events that have taken place since—since my death.” Clarke’s breath hitches when Lexa’s voice catches. That moment is her greatest source of pain. “But none of that is a suitable replacement for experiencing them.”

Clarke pulls her into a kiss. “I am the harbor at which you can tether.”

“You are, Klark. You are. I am not unexperienced with holding wisdom I never attained myself. I just need time to adjust.”

Clarke’s lips press to her shoulder, murmuring against her skin, “How does a new Commander traditionally fare, after they’ve just taken the Flame?”

“We spend a lot of time learning from the Fleimkepa’s. The new Commander often inherits the previous Commander’s Fleimkepa. The immediately previous Commander’s experiences and insights are going to be the most prevalent. For generations we were warned of Sheidheda’s dark influences. I am sorry for what he did to Madi.”

Shaking her head, Clarke rolls onto her elbow, eyes bright and intense, “You taught my daughter—and reminded me when I forgot it—that love is not weakness. You were there for her. None of what happened to her is your fault.”

Lexa’s eyes soften and she pulls Clarke into a long, slow kiss, hand cupping her cheek. “Madi would have been an awe-worthy Commander.”

Contemplating the note of sadness in her lover’s voice, Clarke spends the time remembering the curves and lines of Lexa’s face. “Aden would have been as well.”

Face falling, Lexa refuses to squeeze her eyes shut and shed the tears that have gathered in them.  When one traces a path down her cheek anyway, Clarke rubs it away with her thumb before enveloping Lexa in her arms, holding her tightly. “It’s okay to mourn. You must feel like you just lost him—all the Natblida—just yesterday.”

In the privacy of their home and the safety of Clarke’s arms, Lexa cries for everything she lost.

--

Gaia is passing in front of Octavia’s house when a particular chanting catches her attention. She comes around the side to the back, finding Levitt on his knees, head bowed, reciting words like he’s done it thousands of times before. Her foot steps on a branch and his head snaps up, catching her in his sights.

“I do not mean to intrude,” she says, lightly.

“No intrusion, you just startled me.” Levitt offers her a kind smile, resuming the quiet invocation under his breath.

“You need not hide your faith from me. In fact, I’d very much like to hear it, if I may?” Gaia folds herself into a sitting position adjacent to him.

He hesitates a moment and then continues out loud. His words speak of a final battle, of tests and ending, of faith in a prophet who helped them Transcend the light. This is the faith of the the Transcendence and Gaia soaks in the words, mulling them over and holding them up against her own faith. It is several minutes before he appears to finish. “For the Good of All Mankind.”

“Your faith has come to fruition. That must feel uniquely satisfying.”

“I can’t say I don’t have doubts, even now. The Shepherd believed that rescinding love and personal connections would lead us to Transcendence, but he did not live by his own teachings, not at the end, at least.”

“It can be heavy to bear when our idols to do not live up to our standards. For what it’s worth, he was human.”

“Ah, I am not sure that humanity would find you destroying a child’s mind.” Gaia raises a brow at him and Levitt explains, “The Shepherd chose to destroy Madi’s mind in pursuit of his daughter.”

Gaia sucks in a breath through her teeth. “Oh, Madi!”

“From what Clarke has said, though, the Judge indicated that Madi chose to stay within the Trancendence, with people her own age.”

“Is that a life with people, in such a sense?”

Levitt shrugs. “I can’t say.”

“It was the situation with Madi, then, that would have you rescind your beliefs, deny yourself the Transcendence for which you lived your life?”

Levitt appears thoughtful, before saying slowly, “I can’t say it was any one thing. Octavia taught me what love for another looked like. The Shepherd displayed it for his daughter and that is when I began to doubt. When he asked me to destroy Madi’s mind, having me removed for refusing, that was when I knew that he was as infallible as the rest of us. He was wrong about the Transcendence being a war. I can’t help but wonder if he’s wrong about other parts of the Transcendence.”

“Enough doubt that you would risk forever?”

“Yes,” Levitt says, so fiercely that Gaia is rocked by it. There is a moment of companionship between them, on the buoy of love amidst the stormy seas of keeping faith. Levitt eventually smiles again. “Tell me, Fleimkepa, what are the virtues of your convictions? I would like to hear your faith, as well, if you don’t mind.”

Gaia’s heart soars at the opportunity. “The Fleimkepa tradition was born with Kalliope Pramfleimkepa…”

It is dark before they find themselves turning away to bed, but Gaia has found a friend in Levitt in the hours spent comparing and sharing their faith. It instills a peace within her that she could not find that morning. There are more things in life than just faith, and she intends to find every good part.

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Reign - Chapter Sneak Peek

Herminius shook his head as he looked up towards the ceiling of the temple, and his fist hit the table out of anger. "I know how the flame works, Fleimkepa. Her brain couldn't handle it and now we've lost her."

 Gaia looked towards him with a furrowed brow, she was obviously feeling insulted by him for assuming that she didn’t know how to perform her duty correctly. "I have prepared for this my whole life. She will wake up!" Gaia breathed out harshly, glancing down at the brunette with a hardened gaze as her face was still just as pale; lifeless.

 Octavia walked towards them with her hand on the handle of her sword, almost waiting for someone to run into the temple as they waited. “It’s been almost an hour, Gaia.” Octavia told her with worry. She was beginning to lose hope for brunette. “If she doesn't awaken soon, the Ice Nation will come looking for her and then we have a bigger problem on our hands."