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countrymusiclover · 9 days ago

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7 - We Can't Just Live by "Whatever the Hell we Want"

Part 8

Star Crossed Enemies

Bellamy dragged me inside the closet empty tent, harshly holding onto my wrist until we were both standing inside the tent where he felt comfortable bickering in my face. “Why didn't you just tell me the truth from the beginning?”

“Maybe because it's none of your freaking business.” I snapped back.

He growled, tightening his grip on my forearm he was still holding onto. “She’s your sister. Your twin sister and she has no clue about it.”

“Yes. I thought I explained it pretty clearly unless you got dropped on your head a lot when you were a child.”

Bellamy dug his fingers deeper into my forearm, where I wondered if his goal was to draw blood from my body or something. “The whole point of me letting you mingle around my camp was to help us survive. But now I - I don't know how to trust a word you say.”

“I don’t see you spilling all your deepest darkest secrets to me which means I shouldn't have to do the same thing to you.”

Bellamy raised a brow warning me. “Remember who's in charge here, grounder.”

“Do you want to fight, Blake cause I'll give you a fight.” I took a step closer until our noses were touching one another.

I didn't care if he said he was the one in charge. I could easily drop his ass right here and now. Plus he needed to get some sense knocked into him to realize he didn't get to know everyone's business, especially if he wouldn't share his own past with someone like me. “I want you to start trusting me, Cassie.”

“What have you done to earn my trust, hmm. Why should I care about anything you say? You've repeatedly thrown me around like shit since we’ve met rather than show me any little bit of humanity or kindness.”

Bellamy lowered his gaze to the ground briefly, muttering under his breath where I swore I didn't hear him correctly. “I was the reason mine and Octavia's mother got floated on the Ark.”

“What? Bellamy, I'm-”

I wasn’t allowed to finish my sentence before the flap was flung opened by Octavia and the boy who wore goggles on his head entering the tent. “Jasper and I need to show you something. Where's Clarke?”

“In the dropship.” Bellamy replied.

The guy named Jasper ducked outside the tent going to get the blonde. “I'll go get her.”

Once my sister and Jasper came back into the tent they showed a knife made of metal that wouldn’t have been one of mine. “ So, there's a murderer in the camp?”

“There's more than one murderer in this camp. This isn't news. We need to keep it quiet.” Bellamy briefly looked around at the group knowing it was a camp full of prisoners.

My sister kept a hold of the knife attempting to leave. “Get out of my way, Bellamy.”

“Clarke, be smart about this. Look at what we've achieved… the wall, the patrols. Like it or not, thinking the Grounders killed Wells is good for us.”

She snapped back at him. “Oh, good for you, you mean. What… keep people afraid and they'll work for you? Is that it?”

“Yeah. That's it. But it's good for all of us. Fear of the Grounders is building that wall. And besides, what are you gonna do… just walk out there and ask the killer to step forward? You don't even know whose knife that is.” He glanced down to the blade in her hands.

She challenged him, holding it up to his eye level, pushing her way out of the tent. “Oh, really? J.M. John Murphy. The people have a right to know.”

“Cassie.” Bellamy called my name seeing me slip out of the tent following after my sister.

“You son of a bitch!”

Murphy stumbled backwards when she shoved him harshly and a lot of people who were building the wall paused their work to watch. “What's your problem?”

My sister held up the knife. “Recognize this?”

“ It's my knife. Where'd you find it?” He attempted to reach for it but she held it from his grasp.

She glared at him before I felt someone standing behind me where I looked out the corner of my eye to see Bellamy and his sister behind me. “Where you dropped it after you killed Wells.”

Murphy didn’t believe what she was saying to him. “Where I what? The Grounders killed Wells, not me.”

“I know what you did, and you're gonna pay for it.” Clarke got up in his face.

Murphy shoved her away pointing his finger at me. “I didn’t kill anyone. Why don’t you ask the prisoner that’s just walking around our camp like she ain’t a fucking grounder.”

“I’m helping your people survive, asshole. The portals, the wall and everything else were my ideas.” I jumped into the conversation not wanting to be blamed for something I didn’t even remotely do.

Murphy stomped over about to take a swing at me until Bellamy grabbed his wrist getting up in his face. “If you touch her. You and me are going to have problems.”

“He might be right. Why don’t we float them both?” A black guy asked looking around th room.

My sister looked back at him. “That doesn’t seem necessary.”

“I say we float them both.” The guy ignored her and the crowd started chanting the same words.

“Float them!”

Reaching down to my boot for a weapon I remembered Bellamy had my weapons back in his tent. A few of the stronger guys came over twisting my arms behind my back dragging me behind Murphy until we were at the edge of the camp wall. “No. No. No, please don’t!”

“Make sure she can’t escape.” The black guy instructed one of the guys who was wrapping zip ties around my wrist.

Murphy was put on the same metal box stand as I was. But he had a gag around his mouth and rope around his neck. “Bellamy! Please don’t let them do this.” Tears welling in my eyes I struggle to get free of the ties but the rope around my neck wasn’t helping me get out faster.

My sister shoved Bellamy slightly backwards. “You can stop this. They��ll listen to you.”

“Bellamy! You should do it. Bellamy.” The black guy started chanting and the crowd followed. “Bellamy, Bellamy.”

My sister pointed her finger at his chest. “I saw you in the woods with Atom. I know you’re not a killer. Bellamy, don’t do this.”

“Bell - amy!” I croaked out seeing him coming forward, eyeing me before he kicked the crate and I gasped sharply feeling my throat get closed tightly by the rope and the crowd cheering yet only for a brief moment. My eyes closed when my breathing began to return to somewhat normal when I felt my body falling to the ground. Except what I landed on wasn’t harsh twigs and wet dirt from the rain but muscular arms causing me to use what little energy I had regained to shift my head upward seeing Bellamy staring down at me. “Bell - you cut mine.”

Clarke cried in anger while my eyes rolled seeing Murphy still hanging by the rope. “How could you!”

“This is on you, princess. You should’ve kept your mouth shut.” Bellamy shouted back at the blonde still holding me against his chest bridal style. “Some sister you turned out to be!”

She stumbled backwards in confusion. “What?”

The crowd's cheering turned into shouts when someone came running in giving orders to cut Murphy down. Two guys took out weapons threatening to hurt the one guy until the young child Bellamy had told me about broke through the madness. “Murphy didn’t kill Wells. I - I did!” That was all it took before everyone went silent.

“Cassie - Cassie, no, no, stay awake for me.” Bellamy shifted his gaze down to me feeling my body going limp in his arms. My eyes rolled into the back of my head before I passed out. “Cassie!”

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roleplayfinder · 2 years ago

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28 y/o female, GMT+1Searching for someone 18+

Someone to play as John Murphy from “The 100”(CC x OC )Will, in return, portray any Canon Char you want - Doubling friendly! 3rd person, past tense, some good chunky paragraphs.Replies once every day or every second - may flucuate. I’m generally very laid back. Wont hurt you if you ghost - though a heads up would always be much appreciated! Usually write on Gdocs or Discord, but can write via Mail.

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ao3feed-the100 · 2 years ago

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Saviour & Survivor

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Vsw5ogB

by xFemme_Fatale16x

[The 100 Fanfiction / John Murphy x OC] --- "She seems pretty important to you."

"She's the most important to me." --- Dawn Rousseau can't stand John Murphy. Arrogant, cruel and a complete trouble-maker. She can hardly go a single day without the class clown getting under her skin.

John Murphy despises Dawn Rousseau. Stubborn, brilliant and definitely putting up an act. The only thing he likes is getting to argue with the teacher's pet each day.

However, when these rivals are sent to Earth with 98 other delinquents, many revelations are made. Is 'Little Miss Perfect' more flawed than people think? Can an outcast care for someone other than himself? Will hate blossom into love with death around every corner?

Words: 645, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M

Characters: John Murphy (The 100), Finn Collins, Emori (The 100), Original Female Character(s), Clarke Griffin, Bellamy Blake, Octavia Blake, Raven Reyes (The 100), Lexa (The 100), Lincoln (The 100)

Relationships: John Murphy (The 100)/Original Female Character(s), Emori/John Murphy (The 100), Finn Collins/Original Female Character(s), Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin, Clarke Griffin/Lexa

Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Love Triangles, Eventual Smut, Romance, Angst, Science Fiction, Happy Ending, Canonical Character Death, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Vsw5ogB

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #the 100 #the 100 fic

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moonylantsovs · 2 years ago

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RULES | 1.10: I AM BECOME DEATH

summary: the daughter of Marcus Kane gets sent down to the ground with 99 other teenage criminals and a fake guard on her eighteenth birthday, deciding to take charge of the camp along with the two people she never thought she'd get along with after her previous experience with authority and the privileged.

pairings: john murphy x fem!oc, bellamy blake x fem!oc ( slowburn )

warnings: best friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, swearing, death, mentions of throwing up blood, violence, minor fluff, protective!gabi, jealousy

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If you asked Gabriella Kane what death was she would probably tell you what she read from every dictionary she ever read; that death is an action or fact of dying or being killed and the end of the life of a person or an organism. Grief, on the other hand, is an intense sorrow, especially caused by someone's death.

All that was going through Gabriella's head since the exodus ship crashed, was anger. Anger towards herself. Anger because she couldn't feel grief for the death of her father. Anger because the only remaining member of her family was dead.

Anger, that she did not feel anything at all. Not anymore.

Of course, everyone at camp noticed how absent-minded both of their female leaders were. But while Clarke was returning to camp crying and with eyes puffy and red from crying, Gabriella had a blank expression with Bellamy trailing behind her as if he thought that she was gonna break down at any moment.

After Bellamy walked her to her tent and made sure she was fine, he hesitantly left, leaving her alone with a head full of thoughts and without the ability to get them out.

(Whispers spread through the camp like wildfire. The delinquents wondered just how bad Ella's state was when Bellamy was worried enough to sit in front of her tent the entire night in case she needed anything.)

When morning came she got out of her tent early, since she never got any sleep in the first place, and found out Clarke and Bellamy were trying to sneak a search group to go to the place where the ship crashed. Gabriella did not even give them a chance to say anything before she joined them and followed them to the crash sight.

She needed closure, proof that last night was not a figment of her imagination and that the father she hated was dead. The person she spent almost half her life hating, was dead.

"Clarke shouldn't be here." Finn said, staring off at Clarke who was walking around in the distance with Wells. Gabriella instantly assumed his bitterness had more to do with the fact that Wells did not leave Clarke's side since last night than her coming.

"Her mom was on the ship. She's looking for answers." Raven clarified, looking between her boyfriend and his former one-night stand with a scowl. "You want to help her? Find us the black box, hard drives, anything that will explain why the ship crashed."

"The exodus ship is over a hundred years old, it might be just that." Gabriella suggested, looking down at the floor, catching sight of a burned skeleton next to her feet and all she could think about was the possibility of it belonging to her father.

"Stay sharp." Bellamy said, interrupting her cloudy thoughts, "Grounder retaliation for what happened on the bridge is coming, just a matter of when?"

"Can you blame them?" Finn shoots back immediately, trying to find any excuse for a fight.

"No, I blame you." Bellamy glared, tightening his grip on his gun and sharing an annoyed look with Gabriella.

"Maybe if you didn't bring guns-"

"Clarke and I would've been killed." Gabriella snapped and glared at Finn, "Isn't protecting Clarke the only thing you've been talking about these last few weeks? I did us all a favor. So excuse me for trying to save my own ass for once."

"That's what you've been doing ever since we came down;" Finn scoffed, "saving your own ass."

𝘈𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. Gabriella thought bitterly.

"Why they're coming doesn't matter anymore." Bellamy interrupted, already seeing Gabriella was about to say something she'd probably regret later, "It's our job to be read when they do. We're on our own now." He turned his attention to Gabriella. "Gabi, come here for a second."

"What?" The blonde huffed, lowering her gun slightly and walking over to the taller male, "If you tell me to take it easy I swear I'm gonna punch you in the face."

"Because you're fine?" He mocked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Exactly. See, now you're catching on. Great job, Freckles." Gabriella said sarcastically, "Can I go now?"

"No." Bellamy grabbed her forearm. "Bottling up your emotions isn't good for you. You will explode any second."

Gabriella tore his arm away from her and glared up at him, "That's the problem, Bellamy. I don't feel anything right now so there's nothing to burst out like a volcano except for my anger if you or Finn open your mouths one more time."

"Wells, Clarke, stop!"

Raven's yell made them turn around to see Finn and Raven running down to meet Clarke and Wells next to a part of the ship. Gabriella immediately made her way down there, trying to get out of the conversation she was in desperately, and Bellamy followed.

"Rocket fuel?" Clarke asked, but Raven shook her head and corrected her.

"Hydrazine."

"Hydrazine?" Gabriella's interest in the subject was obvious. "The highly unstable stuff that explodes when it meets anything on fire?"

Ravan chuckled at the excitement in the engineer's voice and passed her a piece. Gabriella gave her a thankful grin before yelling, "Fire!"

The present delinquents watched their leader throw hydrazine at the part of the crash still on fire, an explosion echoing a second later.

"We need to clear the area." Raven informed the camp leaders.

"Okay, then." Bellamy nodded, turning to the delinquents, "We move in formation, no straggling, weapons hot. We got to her back before dark."

"Where is he?" Bellamy demanded, practically running into the dropship after Miller told him they found John Murphy outside the camp. Gabriella had to take a second to process that the boy she loved was still alive and therefore did not get there as fast as Bellamy did so she could not hold him back. Hell, she probably couldn't even if she wanted to.

Gabriella's eyes stung at the sight of her beaten-up best friend sitting on the floor, covered in wounds and blood. Their eyes connected and she felt as if the air had been sucked out of her chest because of how fast she rushed by his side and hugged him tightly.

Murphy leaned his face into the crook of her neck. She felt liquid on the place his face was settled and for a moment she wasn't sure if it was blood or tears.

Gabriella pulled away to examine his bloody face and frowned at the sight of him looking so vulnerable, "What did they do to you?"

The wounded boy just let another tear of relief fall down his cheek at the sight of the girl he missed terribly during the few weeks of absolute hell that he spent away from her.

"Everyone but Connor and Derek, out. Now!" Bellamy said loudly, interrupting the heartwarming reunion.

Gabriella flinched at the loudness, before giving Murphy a reassuring smile and whispering, "I'll handle him."

He gave her a hesitant nod and she stood up to face Bellamy with a challenging look on her face. Once the dropship cleared, leaving only the three leaders, Connor, Derek, Finn, and Murphy.

"He claims he was with the grounders." Derek said and Connor immediately added, "We caught him trying to sneak back into camp."

"I wasn't sneaking." Murphy said weakly, "I was running from the grounders."

"Anyone see grounders?" Bellamy asked, holding his gun tighter in his hand. When the two of his boys shook their heads he lifted the gun up, "Well, in that case..."

Gabriella's eyes widened and she stepped in front of the gun so it was pointed at her instead of Murphy, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Move out of the way, Gabi?" He demanded, "We were clear what would happen if he came back!"

"Have you listened to a word he just said?" The blonde asked in disbelief, "He was with the grounders, probably tortured! Now you wanna kill him?" Seeing that Bellamy was not budging, she pleaded. "Bellamy, I want to believe that you and I have some sort of understanding. I know that you're not a murderer and that everything you've been doing was to protect our people but this isn't how we should do things here. Please, just think about not trying to kill my best friend again. He might know things and can help us survive another grounder attack. Please."

"Help us?" Bellamy scoffed, "We hanged him, we banished him, and we're gonna kill him. Get out of my way, Gabi."

"No." Clarke interrupted, "Ella's right."

"Like hell she is! Clarke, think about Charlotte." Bellamy pleaded, obviously trying to guilt trip her by mentioning the young girl, but was ignored as she scrunched down in front of Murphy to check his wounds.

"I am thinking about her." She snapped, "But what happened to Charlotte was as much our fault as his."

"Oh no." Gabriella scoffed, "I'm not taking responsibility for that. That one is on Freckles and Charming."

Clarke sent her a scolding look and turned to inspect Murphy's hands. "He's not lying. His fingernails were torn off. They tortured him."

"You and the grounders should compare notes." Gabriella told Bellamy while giving him a side glare. He tried his hardest to ignore it but his jaw still clenched in annoyance.

"The grounders know we're at war." He told her and turned to Murphy, "What did you tell them about us?"

"Everything."

Gabriella's eyes widened and she gaped at her best friend in shock, barely registering when Clarke told Bellamy, "Once he's better, we find out what he knows and then he's out of here, okay?"

Bellamy tilted his head with narrowed eyes, "What if he refuses to leave? What do we do with him then?"

Clarke took a deep breath and said, "You and Ella decide that. I'm not gonna get in the middle of this."

After Murphy and Gabriella were the only ones left inside the dropship, the latter decided to get some water to clean his wounds and exited the dropship quickly. Once she got to the tent that had their water supply she took some in a small bowl and turned around only to bump into Bellamy.

The freckle-faced man kept his hands on her forearms to keep her from stumbling backward and looked between her and the bowl of water with a dramatic look of shock on his face, "Now he's draining our water supply too?"

"Are you really that big of an asshole? I can't even get water to clean him up?" Gabriella asked, gaping up at him in disbelief.

"I just don't want a murderer to waste our supplies. We both know winter is coming and that puts us into a bad situation."

"And one of our leaders murdering somebody doesn't? Those kids are already scared of the grounders, they shouldn't be scared of us too." The blonde challenged, crossing her arms over her chest. Bellamy looked away and clenched his fist in frustration, choosing to stay silent and giving Gabriella another opportunity to speak her mind. "We're supposed to be making decisions together, as a team. It has been like that since we landed and it shouldn't change now. So for once in your life trust someone other than yourself!"

"Believe me, Gabi, I trust you..." Bellamy sighed, running a hand through his dark curls. "more than I trust most people. So, we're gonna discuss this later, okay?"

Gabriella was too stunned by his words so she just managed a strained smile before she brushed past him and back to the dropship.

She greeted Murphy with a soft smile when she entered. She grabbed a random rag and dipped it into the bowl of water before starting to clean his hands gently. He hissed in pain when she was in the middle of cleaning his other hand and she muttered an apology under her breath.

"God, I'm such an idiot." Gabriella sighed when she was done cleaning him up. She put her face in her hands in frustration. "I knew I should've gone with you. I never should've left you there alone."

"I'm glad you didn't stay. If you did they would've taken you too." Murphy said softly, taking her hand in his "Besides, you know I wouldn't let you put yourself in danger like that. And they'd probably start torturing you first which would result in me spilling everything about the camp even sooner." Tears soon bottled up in her eyes and a tear fell down her cheek. Murphy reached up to wipe it away and cupped her cheek. His hand was rough but still gentle as he brought her into another hug. She was the one sobbing into his chest this time. "Please don't leave me."

"I promise I will never leave you, again." he muttered into her ear, pulling her closer and allowing her to melt into his touch.

Gabriella was woken up when Clarke came barging into the dropship the morning after.

"Ella, get away from him, don't touch him." Clarke told her and she immediately lifted her head away from Murphy's shoulder to get up.

"What are you talking about?" She asked. She noticed the dried blood around Clarke's eyes and her own eyes widened in concern. "What the hell is going on? Are you okay?"

Clarke did not say anything, just crunched down in front of Murphy, who was now coughing up blood and making Gabriella even more concerned.

"Murphy, hey, look at me." Clarke instructed giving him a second to catch his breath and look up at her before she continued. "I need you to tell me exactly how you escaped the grounders. What happened?"

Gabriella stepped closer behind Clarke and watched Murphy wipe the blood from his chin weakly. "I don't know. I woke up and they forgot to lock my cage. There was no one there so I took off."

Realization dawned on both female leaders and they shared a look before Gabriella sighed, "They let you go."

Bellamy walked into the dropship a moment later and Clarke instantly snapped her attention towards him, "Bellamy, stay back. You too, Ella. You don't seem sick yet and we can't risk it happening."

"Sick?"

"Did he do something to you?" Bellamy asked and looked between his co-leaders in worry.

Gabriella sensed something wet on her cheek and lifted her hand to touch it. When she looked at her hand she saw blood on it and her eyes widened in realization. "Fuck."

Bellamy stared at her, eyes wide in concern, "What the hell is this?"

"Biological warfare." Clarke informed them, "You were waiting for the grounders to retaliate for the bridge? This is it. Murphy is the weapon."

"Is this your revenge; helping the grounders kill us?" Bellamy asked, glaring at Murphy after he helped carry Derek into the dropship because he got infected too.

"I didn't know about this, I swear." He defended himself as Gabriella cleaned the fresh blood off his face, "You really think I'd put Ellie's life in danger on purpose--"

"Yes!" Bellamy snapped, "Stop lying and using her as an excuse! When are they coming?"

"Murphy, think, all right? What can you tell us that's useful? Did you hear anything?" Clarke begged from next to Gabriella, making him break eye contact with her to look up at the Griffin.

"They're vicious, cruel." Murphy said weakly, his words only making Bellamy angrier.

"You wanna see vicious?"

"Bellamy, stop." Gabriella said, holding her arm in front of him to block his path but not touching, "The only people who got sick are the people who had physical contact with John. That's how it spreads so just stay back until we figure out how to get rid of this."

"Clarke!"

Gabriella rolled her eyes muttering a 'for the love of god' under her breath in annoyance at the sound of Wells and Finn's voice.

"You two shouldn't be in here." Clarke scolded, "No one should."

"We heard you were sick." Finn said, the two boys stepping closer, completely ignoring Clarke's warning.

It was obvious to almost every delinquent Finn and Wells have been following Clarke like lost puppies or lap dogs ever since landing (well, Wells has been doing that ever since they were five) and some people would call it amusing, some would even call it adorable but to Gabriella, it was really just getting annoying.

"Clarke, what's going on?" Wells asked, concerned at the sight of the dried blood on her face.

"I don't know, some kind of hemorrhagic fever. We just need to contain it before-"

Clarke's words were cut off by Derek's body starting to shake which meant he was seizing. The Griffin got up and made her way to his shaking body only for Finn to grab her. "Hey, don't touch me. You should get sick. Wash your hands now."

Derek turned around to lay on his stomach and started to cough up blood. Wells' eyes widened in shock. "What the hell is happening to him?"

"I don't know." Clarke says, panicked. Her panic only increased when Derek crashed to the floor and stopped moving. She put her hand on the side of his neck, her actions halting once she couldn't feel his pulse.

"Is he...?" Gabriella trailed off, now even more worried knowing you could possibly die from this.

"He's dead." Clarke announced. After a few seconds of silence, she got over her shock and grabbed a bowl of moonshine, passing it to Finn. "Here. Alcohol. Hold out your hand."

"What are we supposed to do now?" Gabriella asked, the only other girl in the room.

"Quarantine." Clarke said and turned to Wells and Finn. "Round up everyone who had contact with Murphy. Bring them here."

"And everyone they had contact with?" Bellamy asked, his eyes flickering to Gabriella momentarily, whose eyes widened.

"Well, we have to start somewhere." Clarke shrugged and looked at Connor. "Who was with you when you found him? Who carried him in? Think."

"The first one there was Octavia."

Gabriella felt as if her head was about to explode when she leaned back on her hammock. She's been watching sick delinquents walk into the dropship every two minutes and she was pissed because she couldn't do anything to help because Murphy didn't want her getting close to infected people.

She decided that she was not going to keep sitting around and she stood up, immediately averting Murphy's attention from the floor next to her. "Hey, where are you going?"

"To see how many people are actually left doing something in camp." She shrugged, giving him a reassuring smile, "I'll stay on the ramp."

After Murphy gave her a hesitant nod, she made her way outside to find Clarke already standing on the ramp.

"How are you feeling?" Clarke asked her tiredly.

"Like shit." Gabriella said honestly, her blue eyes watching another dead body being carried outside.

"Alright. The show's over." Bellamy told the teenagers who were standing outside the dropship, "Get back to your posts." Once everyone returned to work, he walked over to the ramp. His eyes shifted between the blondes, "You got enough food in there...water?"

"Yeah." Gabriella sighed, "Some medicine would be good to have too."

Bellamy chuckled and grinned at the joke, nodding slightly, "I'll see what I can do."

Gabriella ran her hand through her hair and her eyes raked over the camp. The change in the number of delinquents was visible which meant the grounders had a pretty good plan and were probably gonna attack as soon as possible.

"Octavia, you okay?" Bellamy called, hoping he would catch a glimpse of his sister or at least know if she was safe or not.

"Bellamy, wait." Clarke called out hesitantly, "She's not here. I sent her to see Lincoln. Look, if there's a cure, he has it. I didn't tell you because I knew you wouldn't let her go."

Gabriella stared at her best friend in shock, not knowing how she could even think to let anyone 8especially Octavia) sneak out of camp. Bellamy clenched his jaw in anger, obviously having the same thoughts as her, and glared at Clarke. "If anything happens to her, you and I are gonna have problems." He spat before turning around and starting to make his way back to work.

Clarke sighed and called after him, "Bellamy!"

"Nobody touch him!" Gabriella heard a teenage boy yell and she looked at the corner of the camp to see a few delinquents had their guns raised at an infected boy.

"Get to the dropship, now."

Just as they brought that boy in, a girl named Fox started stumbling to the floor, the blood coming from her mouth spilling on the boy next to her. Let's just say it didn't take more than two seconds for the hundred camp to become absolute chaos. Gabriella huffed under her breath in frustration, before going into the dropship and grabbing a rifle. She went back outside and fired three into the sky, getting everyone's attention.

"This is what the grounders want! For us to kill each other and to make their job easier."

An unfamiliar delinquent glared and pointed his gun at her. "They won't have to kill us if we all catch the virus. Get back in the damn dropship!"

Gabriella did not get a chance to realize what was going on since her vision started to get blurry, kind of like it did the knife she got cut with Lincoln's knife. Bellamy glared at the back of the boy's head before he aggressively snatched the gun from his hand and headbutted him with it. The boy fell to the ground in pain and the male leader turned to scowl at Clarke. "Not to state the obvious, but your quarantine isn't working."

The gun slowly fell from Gabriella's hand and hit the ground with a 'thud' before she started to collapse herself, only to feel a pair of strong arms under the crook of her legs and beneath her waist.

"Bellamy! Don't touch her!"

She swore that the voice belonged to Octavia, but the only thing that wasn't that blurry was the face hovering over hers. Bellamy's face.

"You're an idiot." She muttered, staring up at him with a frown and narrowed eyes.

"It takes one to know one." Bellamy said, still holding her body up firmly. He turned his attention to his sister. "Did you get the cure?"

"There is no cure." The Blake sister said bluntly, "But the grounders don't use the sickness to kill."

"Really?" Bellamy scoffed, "Tell that to the kids that died today because of it."

Octavia looked from the piled-up dead bodies to her half-conscious friend lying in her brother's arms and closed her eyes to contain her emotions.

"I warned you about seeing that grounder again." Bellamy scolded only for his younger sister to glare at him again, "Yeah? Well, I have a warning for you, too. The grounders are coming. They're attacking at first light."

Gabriella noticed Bellamy was about to open his mouth and say something stupid so she tugged on the sleeve of his jacket and pleaded. "Shut up and put me down."

"No." He shook his head, "I'll take you back into the dropship. And don't even try to fight me on this because you won't win this time."

"Are you claiming I win sometimes?"

"Shut up." Bellamy rolled his eyes but his words didn't show even a hint of annoyance this time.

"Come on," Clarke urged, "I'll help you get her inside."

Bellamy carrying Gabriella inside of the dropship instantly caught John's attention and he got up from his hammock to give her a place to lay, "Lay her down here."

"Is there any way I can make you stay out of the dropship and worry about the grounders instead?" Gabriella asked Bellamy as he helped settle her onto the hammock.

"Get better." Bellamy said bluntly.

He received a weak glare from the younger girl, "Bellamy, the grounders are attacking at first light which means you have to get Raven to make as many bullets as she can and make a plan. You're the only non-sick leader we have and you have to keep it that way."

"Okay." He nodded hesitantly, "Just get some rest."

"I thought it would take longer than an eon for us to start getting along and now you're taking care of me." Gabriella managed to tease him weakly, "Got anything you wanna tell me, Freckles?"

Bellamy furrowed his eyebrows, ignoring almost everything she said, "What's an eon?"

"A very long period of time."

"Makes sense then." He chuckled. "I'll leave you to rest then, there's a camp we need to save since the usual brain of the operation is sick."

"Woah is that a compliment too?" Gabriella mocked. The curly-headed boy shook his head with a small chuckle, "Just get better. I'll see you later."

Once Bellamy was out of the dropship, Murphy (who happened to be standing there during the whole conversation) tilted his head at the blonde curiously "When did that happen?"

"What?"

"You and Blake?" Murphy asked with a hint of jealousy that Gabriella was completely oblivious to. Truthfully, he was not mad at her but the thought of her and Bellamy together made him want to throw up more than he already had the need to.

"I really don't know what you're talking about." she said genuinely.

"When did you two get so close?"

Gabriella scoffed, whipping the blood that fell down her cheek, "We aren't close. I literally wasn't talking to him until two days ago without acting like a bitch."

"Whatever you say, Queenie." Murphy muttered sarcastically before speaking in a normal tone. "I'll go see if anyone needs anything. Yell if you need something."

Gabriella woke up a few times, coughing up blood. Either Murphy or Octavia were always there to rub her back or clean her face but this time, she didn't feel the need to throw up and she was already feeling better.

She got to her feet and checked around the dropship, surprised to see Bellamy lying among the sick. She was about to see how he was doing when Murphy beat her to it, surprising her even more.

He was carrying a cup of water that Bellamy instantly pushed away while growling, "Get the hell away from me."

"Bellamy, you're sick, okay? I'm just trying to help." Murphy defended himself.

Bellamy whipped the blood from under his nose and said, "When I get better if you're still here-"

"Hey." Gabriella was quick to jump into action before the two started a fight. She squeezed Murphy's shoulder. "I'll deal with this one. You need some rest too."

He scanned her face for any hesitation before huffing and giving her the cup of water, walking away. The blonde sat down next to Bellamy, putting a hand on his back and giving him the water.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, not even looking at the cup in his hand.

"Yeah." She nodded, giving him a small and sheepish smile.

"That's good." Bellamy said, his face relaxing, "We figured out the plan to hold the grounders back for a bit. Raven made a bomb with something from the exodus ship and Jasper's supposed to bomb the bridge."

"You mean from hydrazine?" Gabriella asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, that." He grimaced and glanced around the dropship, "Where's Octavia? Have you seen her?"

"I saw her almost every time I woke up. She was up all night helping people. Murphy gave her a break."

Bellamy looked at her in disbelief, "Don't tell me you trust him again."

"I never stopped." The blonde shrugged and gave him a pointed look, "You should give him a second chance, I gave you one."

The eldest Blake stared intently into her eyes before he sighed in defeat, "It's almost dawn. Better get everyone inside. If we lock the doors, maybe the grounders will think we're not home." He tried to joke but his face didn't show amusement.

"Not everyone's sick, though."

"Sick is better than dead." Bellamy retorted.

"You don't think he will get it done." Gabriella concluded with a knowing glint in her eyes.

"Do you?" He raised an eyebrow.

She pursed her lips as her shoulders fell. "I'll get everyone inside."

Gabriella loved Jasper to death but he was not the best shot they had. If they were not sick, it would be either her, Bellamy, or Miller. As far as she knew, everyone better ended up getting infected. But now, Jasper was their only shot.

Literally.

The sound of the bomb going off made the three leaders of the hundred stop leading the delinquents into the dropship and stop outside.

Gabriella smirked at the cloud of smoke, proud that Jasper finally managed to do something big like that by himself.

"They did it." Bellamy realized, his face showing nothing but shock.

"I am become death, destroyer of worlds." Clarke quoted, her eyes set on the cloud of smoke in the distance, visible to everyone. Gabriella chuckled quietly to herself, making Clarke deadpan "It's Oppenheimer, the man who built the first--"

"I know who Oppenheimer is." Bellamy and Gabriella spoke simultaneously, the latter rolling her eyes. Clarke looked between her two fellow leaders with a weirded-out look on her face.

"Okay, that is really starting to get weird."

The virus has mostly passed and all the dead bodies were buried. Clarke and Gabriella stood outside the camp wall side by side, sadly eying the freshly dug graves.

"You're outside the wall without a gun." Bellamy scolded, walking out of camp and straight towards the two girls.

"Fourteen dead." Was all Gabriella said, not taking her eyes off the graves.

Bellamy made a noise of understanding and looked at the graves with a sad look. He shrugged his emotions off quickly and straightened his posture. "We need to talk about Murphy."

"He was right about the bridge." Gabriella was quick to say, not even wanting to imagine what losing Murphy again would be like.

"We'll see." Bellamy licked his lips and changed the topic, "Octavia says the mountain men are pissed, whatever that means."

Clarke sighed, "I'd say it means we need as many soldiers as we can get."

"So, what, we have pardon power now?" The Blake crossed his arms over his chest, looking between the blondes.

"It's hard running things." Clarke said in response.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. Gabriella huffed under her breath, her eyes locked onto the graves. She wondered how many more kids they were going to lose while trying to find peace.

#the 100 #the hundred #the 100 rewrite #bellamy blake #john murphy #bellamy blake x reader #clarke griffin #bellamy blake imagine #john murphy imagine #raven reyes #octavia blake #wells jaha #bellamy blake x oc #john murphy x oc

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luna-jaden-shadow · 3 years ago

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Fandom List

The following below are fandoms that I'm in as well as a few characters that I'm willing to write for. Feel free to ask about someone who's not named on the list (I'll most likely only list 4 per thing for space reasons (I could go on forever with MCU people alone)).

Masterlist | DOs, and DON'Ts

I do the following for imagines and requests: X Reader X OC Character Ships Male X Male Male X Female Female X Female Any X Gender Neutral

Below the line is the fandom list + at most 4 characters (With the accepting of LoA)

Legends of Avantris (Main Parties) Once Upon A Witchlight Icebound Edge Of Midnight Uprooted Stardust Rhapsody Others to come

Baldur's Gate 3 Halsin Astarion Gale Shadowheart Others

Marvel Cinematic Universe Tony Stark Bucky Barnes Natasha Romanoff Wanda Maximoff Others

X-Men Logan Howlett (Wolverine) Jean Gray (Phoenix) Ororo Munroe (Storm) Others

Marvel On Netflix Frank Castle (Punisher) Trish Walker (Jessica Jones) Matt Murdock (Daredevil) Others

DC Comics Joker (Any version) Harley Quinn Oliver Queen Others

GothamJim Gordon Harvey Bullock Oswald Cobblepot Barbara Kean Others

Dream SMP Technoblade JSchlatt Wilbur Soot Dream Others

SupernaturalDean Winchester Castiel Rowena Charlie Others

The Walking Dead Daryl Dixon Rick Grimes Negan Smith Maggie Greene Others

The Witcher Geralt Jaskier Yennefer Others

Arcane Silco Jinx Vi Others

Criminal Minds Spencer Ried JJ Derek Morgan Others

Law and Order SVU Finn Carisi Amanda Others

Orange Is The New Black Nicky Lorna Maritza Others

The 100 Bellamy Blake Octavia Blake John Murphy Marcus Kane Others

Grey's Anatomy Mark Sloan Lexie Grey Derek Shepherd Izzie Stevens Others

Soul Eater Death The Kid Maka Albarn Soul Eater Evans Others

My Hero Academia Shota Aizawa Katsuki Bakugou Tomura Shigaraki Dabi Others

Attack On Titan Annie Leonhart Levi Ackerman Mikasa Ackerman Hange Zoe Others

Markiplier Egos Darkiplier Wilford Warfstache Illinois Yancy Others

Jacksepticeye Egos Antisepticeye Chase Marvin Others

Creepypasta Jeff The Killer Ticci Toby Clockwork Others

Disney Elsa Kristoff Others

Celebrities Jeffrey Dean Morgan Lauren Cohan Robert Downey Jr. Scarlett Johannson Others

#Fandom list #request #ask #marvel cinematic universe #dream smp #the walking dead #supernarural #criminal minds #orange is the new black #requests are open #resident evil village

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clexaao3feed · 5 years ago

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Cold

by AlexAzgeda

Ashlyn is one of the hundred. However, she is different to all those surrounding her, as she is a nightblood. Hiding all her life, she is now forced to embrace her destiny whilst burdened with the obligation of protecting her people against those who would threaten their safety. As the lines blur between her enemies and her people, she is forced to make a choice about who she will protect and who will be killed. Roan x OC Fanfiction.

Words: 3081, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: the100, the hundred - Fandom, The 100 (TV), The 100 Series - Kass Morgan

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Roan (The 100), Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Bellamy Blake, Octavia Blake, John Murphy (The 100), Monty Green, Jasper Jordan, Harper McIntyre

Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin, Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Bellamy Blake & Octavia Blake, Bellamy Blake & Clarke Griffin, Bellamy Blake & John Murphy, Octavia Blake & Clarke Griffin, Clarke Griffin & John Murphy, Monty Green/Harper McIntyre, Roan (the 100)/Reader, Roan (The 100)/You, Roan (The 100)/Original Female Character(s), Clarke Griffin & Roan, Roan (The 100)/Original Character(s), Bellamy Blake & Clarke Griffin & Roan

Additional Tags: Grounder Culture, Nightblood - Freeform, Azgeda, Trikru, Original Character(s), Romance, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Protectiveness

Read Here: https://ift.tt/2RIGkCo via IFTTT

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'The 100 (TV)'#clexa #the 100 #commander lexa #clarke griffin #clarklexa #c

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johnmurphysgirl · 2 years ago

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Title: PSYCHO – JOHN MURPHY

THE HOURS FEEL LIKE DAYS. If it weren't for the guards coming to check on her every couple hours, she's afraid she'll run out of time. Ainsley Ashter has spent the last five years in Solitary confinement. The silence alone was enough to drive anyone mad, let alone someone like her. Five long exhausting years spent staring at four walls, with nobody but herself for company. Even the guards wouldn't speak with her unless they had no choice.

Not that she blamed them. How do you look at someone who murdered their own parents brutally, with nothing but the metal post of her bed, and her bare hands? The easiest answer? You don't.

She heaves a sigh, half laying, half sitting on her cot, her elbows propped up so her head rests in her palm. Her other hand simultaneously pulls at a string located on the thin blanket. Any time now, she'll be pulled from her room, and dragged down the corridors until they reach the air lock. From there, she'll be locked inside until Jaha presses a button, and then she'll be sucked out to space. A supposed instantaneous death awaits her.

Keeping busy is the only way Ainsley knows to keep the demons at bay. Well, as long as she could. She's in the process of pulling one of the strings in the threading loose, when she hears the thudding of boots hitting just outside her cell. The door squeaks open forcefully, followed by four guards entering quickly. Each looking more nervous than the next.

"Prisoner 179, turn and face the wall!" The guardsman, Walker, shouts leaving no room for arguments.

Ainsley does as she's told. She knows the inevitable fate that awaits her, and there's not really any sense in fighting it. At least now she'll find out what it's like to die. If there's anything on the other side; if there were some truth to May we meet again.

God, she hopes not.

"So, what are my chances of having a last supper?" Ainsley mutters sarcastically from her position facing the wall, but not one guard dared to answer her. It's easy to assume it's because they are all afraid that she'd lash out, but the truth is; she accepts it. Her destiny.

Guardsman Nikolas is surprisingly the first person to approach her from behind, albeit a little hesitant. Ainsley doesn't even have a chance to react, before he's shoving a needle in the side of her neck. The effects of the sedative work quickly as the world around Ainsley blurs. The last thing she remembers is the stinging sensation of something on her wrist.

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A groan leaves her lips simultaneously while her eyes flutter open. Once her eyes adjusted, she took notice of people strapped to seats in some kind of dropship. Some were awake, and some still trying to shake off the aftereffects of the sedative the guards used. Some has even taken the liberty to stare at Ainsley horror-struck. Out of solitary for five damn minutes and she already missed the silence.

"Prisoners of the Ark, hear me now." Chancellor Jaha's voice rang out, coming from a monitor in the center of the dropship. His head held high, and it was at this moment that realization struck Ainsley. He's sending them to Earth. "You've been given a second chance, and as your Chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not only a chance for you, but a chance for all of us, indeed for mankind itself."

She frowns at Jaha's words, not really understanding how it's a second chance when he's sending them to a radioactive planet that's been uninhabitable for nearly a hundred years. Yet they call her a psychopath. Ainsley can't help but see the humor in it, as she scoffs.

"We have no idea what's waiting for you down there," Jaha continues. "If the odds of survival were better, we would've sent others. Frankly, we're sending you because your crimes have made you expendable."

"Oh, for the love of God and all that is holy, really? Does he actually believe this bullshit?" Ainsley scoffs, letting out a bitter chuckle. "Me, I can see it. Others? Not so much."

A few heads turn her way, but they are quickly drawn away by a guy yelling further down the dropship.

"Your dad's a dick Wells!"

Wells.. Wells Jaha? Wow. Seems like the Chancellor himself sent his own son to die. Ainsley isn't surprised that one sentence is enough to send the delinquents into a fit of laughter.

Ainsley shakes her head, and goes back to brooding. Her eyes sweep over the delinquents, before looking back up at the screen. The Chancellor's face causes her to roll her eyes again. He really seemed to believe the bullshit coming out of his own mouth. It infuriates her, and she doesn't even know why.

"Those crimes will be forgiven," Jaha continues after a pause. "Your records wiped clean. The drop site has been chosen carefully. Before the last war, Mount Weather was a military base built within a mountain. It was to be stocked with enough non-perishables to sustain three hundred people for up to two years."

"Spacewalk Bandit strikes again!"

"Woo!"

"Go Finn!"

The shouts coming from various delinquents causes Ainsley's head to abruptly spin in their direction. Her eyes land on who she assumes must be Finn, the space walk Bandit, who is currently hovering in the air. It's stupid of him, to be doing something so reckless. Even she, who had been locked up for five years, knows exactly what will happen when they reach the Earth's atmosphere.

He will slam against the wall. The force of the impact probably killing him on the spot if he's lucky. If he's not, well, he will suffer before he dies. Either way, the end result will be the same. Ainsley can't help but be curious about what will happen to him after he's dead. Is there an afterlife, or would who he is never have mattered at all?

Finn floats towards the Chancellor's son himself, Wells Jaha, and a blonde girl Ainsley doesn't actually remember. Unfortunately, Ainsley can't hear the few short words that were spoken, but judging by the expression on Wells' face, it isn't pleasant. Finn is smiling, almost tauntingly, his eyes darting between Wells and the blonde with ease.

"Stay in your seats!" The girl exclaims in the direction of two young boys who thought it would be alright to float around like Finn is.

The boys ignore the blonde's advice, and almost immediately following, the turbulence starts. It rocks the dropship with such ferocity that Ainsley is already preparing for death. That doesn't stop her from gripping her seat so tight her knuckles are turning white. The screams of the other delinquent fill her ears along with the slamming of bodies against the wall. Her heart beat so loud that Ainsley's afraid of it exploding out her chest.

The crash jerks Ainsley's head so fiercely that it slams into the boy beside her, the pain enough to make both of them hiss and curse. His head jerks away from hers almost immediately as if he'd been burned, after realizing who she actually is, before he leans far enough away from her and closer to his friend. A deranged scoff escapes her lips. It doesn't take her long to be drawn to the bodies on the ground of the boys who wouldn't listen to the girl. Ainsley morbidly wonders if it would be frowned upon to study them, but figures most-likely it would be so she doesn't.

Ainsley's seat belt retracts by itself. Ignoring the pang in her head, she stands from her seat and follows the moving delinquents towards the ladder to get to the lower level. Time to see if the remainder of the delinquents would die from radiation, or if this truly is their second chance. Ainsley climbs down the ladder as quickly as she can, and pushes her way to the front of the crowd growing by the doors. Ainsley ignores the whispers surrounding her appearance. It's only a matter of time before they decide she doesn't belong.

"Stop! The air could be toxic," the blonde from earlier shouts, doing the same as Ainsley pushing herself to the front.

"If the air is toxic, we're all dead anyway," the man states. He's wearing a guards uniform, but Ainsley doesn't remember ever seeing him on the Ark.

"Bellamy?" A dark haired girl pushes her way to the front, confusion and awe lacing her features as she approaches him. It's like caution drifted out in the wind when she rushes forward and places her arms around him, his doing the same.

"My God, look how big you are." Bellamy smiles affectionately.

"What the hell are you wearing?" The girl takes a tiny step backwards, her nose scrunching up in disgust as she looks over his clothing choice in disdain. "A guard's uniform?"

"I borrowed it." Bellamy reassures her. "To get on the dropship. Someone has to look out for you."

Ainsley watches the scene with only mild interest. To be perfectly honest, all she wants is those doors to open. To finally know whether they all will end up like the boys upstairs, or if they'll live.

"Where's your wristband?" The blonde demands towards Bellamy.

"Do you mind?" The girl standing next to Bellamy glances at the blonde in annoyance. "I haven't seen my brother in a year."

"No one has a brother!"

"That's Octavia Blake! The girl they found hidden under the floor!"

Ainsley whistles slowly as Octavia tries to lunge forward to get to whoever said that, her face red in anger. In all honesty, Ainsley hopes to see a fight. It doesn't come to one, because Bellamy doesn't let it. He holds Octavia back from the crowd. Bellamy, in not so many words, tells Octavia that they'll give the delinquents something else to remember her by.

About how grand it'll be to be remembered as the first person on the ground in a hundred years. Ainsley probably should just stay silent, to just watch everything unfold without giving the delinquents any other incentive to not trust her, but where would the fun in that be? Besides, she doesn't exactly know how to keep quiet. Being in the sky box with nobody but herself to talk to, well, she can't stop herself from talking now.

"It's ninety-seven, actually," Ainsley says, loud enough for all the delinquents to hear. The ones closest to her took a step backwards, leaving just her and the blonde in front of the Blake siblings. The whispers started again, though this time about her, and realization dawned on Octavia. Ainsley could see it in her face. The glare is wiped off and replaced by apprehension.

Bellamy stares at Ainsley, albeit a bit confused. He can't understand how she could be as insane as others on the Ark have said. He looks over her facial features for only a fraction of a second to be more inconspicuous, and shakes his head. She looks seemingly normal. Her soft features give off an appearance of innocence, one that even reminds him of Octavia. This is a problem he'll have to address soon, but not now. For now, he reaches his hand up to the lever, and pulls.

The doors to the dropship open slower than Ainsley would like, and she has to put her hands over her eyes to block the onslaught of the sun's violent rays. Once she doesn't have pink dots lining her vision, she takes her first look at their new planet. It's green. The most vibrant shade of green she has ever seen. The sky's the most beautiful shade of blue with white clouds at various intervals throughout the sky. She's pulled away from looking at the trees, when Octavia begins making her way down the platform. One foot plants firmly into the dirt below, followed quickly by her other foot. Octavia holds her arms out in a 'welcome home' gesture, taking in a deep breath.

"We're back, bitches!"

This is all that's needed for the delinquents to cheer and scream and race off the dropship, and around the vivid forest. All except for Ainsley. Instead of cheering around like a lunatic, she simply moves to the edge of the platform and sits down. She's filled with a nameless dread as she watches them run around in absolute glee.

How long will it take before they cast her aside like she's nothing? It's the only thing that keeps her from enjoying the new world around them. Ainsley can already tell Earth is going to be a lot more pain than it's worth.

What if, after all these years spent alone, she is as insane as everyone thinks she is? The years have not been kind. Her life has never been kind. So why the hell would it start now?

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stargazing-dreamer-girl · 6 years ago

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Masterlist

Julie and the Phantoms:

platonic!JATP x reader:

My sister’s ghost band and me

Reggie Peters x reader:

Returning home

Windows

Dead and Alive

After the show

Luke Patterson x reader:

You & I

The Irregulars:

Billy x female OC:

Royalty (you can also read it on ao3 here)

Teen Wolf:

Theo Raeken x reader:

Imagine Isaac coming back to Beacon Hills and making you choose between him, Theo and Liam, when you like them all equally.

Affected

Imagine being chased by a supernatural creature and saved by Theo

Isaac Lahey x reader:

Imagine Isaac coming back to Beacon Hills and making you choose between him, Theo and Liam, when you like them all equally.

Home is not a place but a person

Miniseries: Wounded - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Liam Dunbar x reader:

Imagine Isaac coming back to Beacon Hills and making you choose between him, theo and Liam, when you like them all equally.

Last Moments

Ruining your dates

Jordan Parrish x reader:

Don’t worry. It’s cute. (Part 2)

Vanished

Brett Talbot x reader:

Soulmate’s tragedy

MCU:

Peter Parker x reader:

First time meeting Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Shadowhunters:

Jace Wayland x reader:

Girls night out

The 100:

Bellamy Blake x reader:

Shirtless

The bet

John Murphy x reader:

The bet

Imagine Murphy looking at you like you’re the prettiest thing he’s ever seen

Nowhere boys:

Jake Riles x reader:

Getting her back... kinda

Riverdale:

Cheryl Blossom x reader:

“Nice jacket, Blossom!”

Bad idea

Jughead Jones x reader:

“Jughead Jones is an asshole!“

Nothing Breaks Like a Heart - Part 2: My reason for this - Part 3: This Next Chapter

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina:

Ambrose Spellman x reader:

About work, marriage and love

Stay

Homebody

She makes the first step

Lying awake

Trust gone

Happy

Nicholas Scratch x reader:

Just like the first time

Mood swings

Should have seen it coming (Part 2)

Brotherly concern

Head vs Heart

Upgrade

Young love, true love

Drunk confessions

Blood, tears and little assurances

Another Spellman moves in

The first ‘I love you’

Drama

Harvey Kinkle x reader:

Bad day

Safe

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley x OC:

This Love I Have Inside

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roleplayfinder · 3 years ago

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The 100 (Doubling, Oc x Canon)

Another fandom, another search! Short info to myself;

I'm a 26y/o female

GMT+1

I reply several times a week - maybe even a day

Post length varies from 1 to many paragraphs (usually 200words at least)

3rd person, past tense

Very communicative - love making moodboards and the like

I do rp with Faceclaims (Realistic and drawn)

Able to take any gender

What I would wish for in every setting/Scenario

Have romance involved

Detailed replies from my partner

Please be able to double up for me!

For that, please be able to rp a male Canon.

Please be 18+

Be able to reply at least once a week (More is good ^^ )

RP here, discord or Gdocs (Though docs would be my fav)

I very recently started to rewatch the series. On it's original run, I came to the end of season one or so... BUT - I kinda spoilered myself through the fan-wiki anyway. So I know a bit about some plot-points in the series. I would love if you could play as JOHN MURPHY against my OC. As that certain universe seems to be super big and kinda sandbox-like, I would love to go above and beyond with ideas for plots and the like. Even though I am rather newish to the series, just throw a character name to me and I will try my utmost best to get into the role! (For doubling purpose of course!) Like this and I will find you! Until then, happy rp-hunting :)

#submission #gmt+1 #the 100 #oc #canonxoc #eighteen and over

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ao3feed-the100 · 2 years ago

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Protector

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/BipeO2w

by Ezkiel244

"If you talk to me and I didn't punch you within ten minutes, that means I like you. Sure I'll tell you to shut up many times, yell and threaten you, but only the punch counts."

SEASON ONE (for now) FEM!OC X THE 100 GIRLS

Words: 418, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The 100 (TV), The 100 Series - Kass Morgan

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, Multi

Characters: Octavia Blake, Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Raven Reyes (The 100), Bellamy Blake, John Murphy (The 100), Jasper Jordan, Monty Green, Harper McIntyre, Finn Collins

Relationships: Octavia Blake/Original Female Character(s), Raven Reyes/Original Female Character(s), Clark Griffin/Original Female Character(s), Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Clarke Griffin/Lexa/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fluff and Smut, Angst, Blood and Gore, Violence, Torture, War, Death, Nudity, Self-Harm, Murder, Everyone Has Issues, anger issues, Choking, Power Dynamics, Sadism, Masochism, Knifeplay, no beta we die like finn, Pansexual Octavia Blake, Bisexual Raven Reyes, Eventual Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Flirting, Dubious Morality, OC is a Flirt, Endgame Clarke Griffin/Lexa, No Lesbians Die, Opposites Attract, Love Triangles, Polyamory, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Finn Collins' Death

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/BipeO2w

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #the 100 #the 100 fic

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moonylantsovs · 3 years ago

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RULES | 1.02: EARTH SKILLS

pairings: john murphy x fem!oc, bellamy blake x fem!oc ( slowburn )

warnings: best friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, swearing, daddy issues, manwhore bellamy, pan!gabi, violence, sexual tension

series masterlist

"What are you boys doing?" A familiar female voice made Wells jump in surprise and drop the shovel in his hand on the floor while Sam just chuckled at his reaction and flashed the arriving girl a charming smile.

He turned around to see Gabriella leaning against a tree. Her hair was not straight anymore but rather curly, which was only the result of the rain from the previous night messing it up, and her pale face had some dirt on it.

"Sorry I missed the party last night. I heard you had fun with your cute power struggle moment. Very Ancient Rome of you." Her lips tugged into a sarcastic smile, "I am so disappointed that I missed it."

She went out of the camp to explore after she set up a tent. Right now, she knew she wanted the delinquents to take the wristbands off, and from what she heard it was working. Bellamy Blake just was doing her job for her. She was going to wait until there were only a few people left and then take hers off too. One, it will keep the council ( well, mostly Kane ) on their toes, and two, it pissed Bellamy off, which was her new favorite pastime.

Wells let out a huff and ran a hand over his forehead to wipe away the sweat that gathered there. "We buried the two guys that died during landing. We took their clothes in case someone needed them."

Gabriella hummed and gave him a nod of approval, "Smart. I knew I kept you around that long for a reason."

The boys did not get the chance to respond since the blonde turned around and started making her way back to camp, giving them no choice but to follow.

"I forgot she could be this..."

"Blunt?" Sam raised an eyebrow and let out an amused chuckle at Wells' grimace. "Tell me about it."

Wells adjusted the shovel that fell on the floor so it was leaning against a tree, picked the clothes up, and then followed Gabriella into camp with Sam trailing behind him.

The Kane girl looked around camp to see a bunch of delinquents jumping around and cheering. The sight brought a small smile to her face but it quickly turned into a scowl once one of Bellamy's lap dogs came up to them. She was not really sure what his name was but she saw him when she was hanging out at Farm Station. She thought it was something like Adam or Asher.

"Hey, where'd you get the clothes?" Atom asked, obviously trying to appear laid back but still trying to show authority, and Gabriella was not buying any of it. He was just another dumb hormonal teenage criminal and he was nothing different than the other ones in camp.

Well, except Bellamy. Gabriella thought. He's dumber than all of them combined.

"We just buried the two kids who died during the landing." Sam explained, giving Atom an annoyed glare.

"Smart. I'll take it from here . . . " Atom said and tried to take the clothes, only for Wells to take a step back.

He gave him a defensive glare, "We share based on need. Just like back home."

Gabriella scoffed at his words. If he was gonna keep acting like he was the Chancellor, he was going to get himself killed. And as much as she didn't like the actual Chancellor, she did not want anyone to get killed down here. She knew that if they wanted to survive, they could only do it together and someone dying every day was not good for morale.

"You still don't get it, do you, Chancellor?" A gruff voice questioned from behind, making Gabriella roll her eyes almost on reflex.

She turned around to see a shirtless Bellamy Blake walk out of the dropship with a tall gorgeous brunette who was not wearing a shirt either. His tanned freckled skin and six-pack were on full display for the whole camp to see ── and Gabriella was not exactly complaining. Sure, she has seen her fair share of shirtless guys, but give her a break, she hasn't had sex in more than a year.

While the eldest Blake kissed his one-night stand, Gabriella let her eyes briefly trail down his shirtless torso, catching a gun tucked in the waistband of his pants and mentally saving that fact for later.

The blonde quickly shook any kind of inappropriate thoughts away as Roma walked away from Bellamy, giving Gabriella a suggestive wink that made a small smirk curl at the corner of the girl's lips. Yeah, Gabriella was familiar with Roma more than some people might think.

"This is home now." Bellamy stated, cutting off Gabriella's obvious eye-fucking and making her turn back around to face Bellamy's obnoxiously smug face. "Your father's rules no longer apply."

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘯.

Bellamy snatched a dark blue shirt from Wells and taunted him by dangling it in front of his face like a piece of candy, "You want it back? Take it." When he only received a silent glare from Wells, he turned to look at Gabriella, as if only now noticing her presence, and gave her a confident smirk "See something you like, Kane?"

She raised an unamused eyebrow, "Cocky much?"

"Very much." he answered without hesitation, taking his time looking at her up and down.

Wells tore Bellamy's attention from the unimpressed blonde and threw the clothes behind him. "Is this what you want? Chaos?"

"What's wrong with a little chaos?" Bellamy asked mockingly and finally threw on a blue shirt.

Before they could argue again, a scream tore through the camp and all the delinquents quickly made their way to the source of the sound. Gabriella did not expect to find her best friend holding a girl above a fire. She didn't know what the hell he was doing, but it did not seem good.

"We want The Ark to think that the ground is killing us, right?" Murphy asked with a vicious grin, "I figured it'd look better if we suffered a bit first."

Gabriella could not deny the fact that he had a point but she did not like the thought of basically torturing the other delinquents.

"Let her go!" Wells yelled and pushed Murphy away, allowing her to quickly get away under his nose. Wells turned his attention to Bellamy, his eyes desperate, "You can stop this."

"Stop this?" Bellamy repeated with a smirk, "I'm just getting started."

Without a warning, Murphy tackled Wells and started punching him. Wells grunted in pain and the cheers coming from the crowd of delinquents around them only made more adrenaline rush through Murphy's veins. The Jaha finally started fighting back and eventually got the upper hand. Once Murphy stopped fighting, his shoulders slumping in defeat, Wells got up and turned to Bellamy. The Blake was standing next to Gabriella who had a blank expression on her face, refusing to lose her cool.

"Don't you see that you can't control this?"

"Don't be so sure about that, Jaha." Gabriella retorted, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

In a blink of an eye, Murphy got up with a knife in his hand that he picked up from the floor and growled, "You're dead."

"Wait." Gabriella said sternly, making Murphy stop and turn to her. She took out a knife she found lying outside of camp earlier and handed it to Wells, her challenging gaze locked solemnly with his. "Fair fight."

She stepped away, but not before giving Murphy a stern look that told him not to actually harm Wells. Her best friend had to blow off some steam and right now, Wells was the best way to do that. She knew Murphy was mad about what happened to his dad but she also knew that he would never actually kill Wells. He was no murderer.

Wells and Sam gave her a look of disbelief before they looked at Bellamy who had a small smirk that he was obviously trying to hide on his face. He hesitantly picked the knife up and turned to the smug-looking John Murphy. He was the first to make a move, which Wells barely dodged. They went back and forth like that for a bit until Murphy took a step further and yelled, "This is for my father!"

Wells eventually got Murphy pressed up against his chest with a knife to his throat and yelled, "Drop it!"

"Wells, that's enough!" Gabriella ordered loudly. When the boy did not listen she stepped closer with a murderous glare and hissed. "I said that's enough."

This time, he did as the blonde told him and dropped the knife to the ground, letting Murphy stumble to Gabriella's side. He snapped out of the anger-fuelled daze that he was in and finally got his shit together. Wells was on the ground for less than forty-eight hours and he already didn't like who he was becoming.

Gabriella saw that Murphy was about to continue the fight and placed a hand on his forearm. She leaned closer and whispered, "Behave, John."

Murphy nodded and Gabriella was about to yell that the show was over, when the Mount Weather group came marching from the woods.

"What the hell is going on here?" Clarke demanded loudly, the look of horror on her face only growing at the scene in front of her.

Gabriella crossed her arms over her chest and stared at her blankly. "Nothing that concerns you, Princess."

Bellamy was quick to notice his sister was limping and leaning against Monty and instantly made his way towards her, his face falling in concern. "Octavia, are you alright?" Once his sister gave him a nod, he turned his attention to the others. "Where's the food?"

"We didn't make it to Mount Weather." Finn simply stated and sat down.

"What the hell happened out there?!" Bellamy yelled, clearly frustrated. He had one job, to keep his sister safe, and she got hurt because he was not there and was dumb enough to let her go explore an unfamiliar planet.

"We were attacked." Clarke announced, making Gabriella furrow her eyebrows.

"Attacked? By what?"

"Not what, who." Finn corrected the blonde, "Turns out, when the last man from the ground died on The Ark, he wasn't the last grounder."

"It's true. Everything we thought we knew about the ground is wrong. There are people here. Survivors. The good thing is that means we can survive. Radiation won't kill us."

"Yeah, but whoever the hell attacked you, probably will?" Gabriella retorted bluntly. She looked around and noticed the group was missing a member. Her breath hitched and her eyes widened. Monty's sad and tired eyes met hers and she hesitated before asking, "Where the hell is Jasper?"

Clarke was the one to answer. "Jasper was hit. They took him."

It was as if Gabriella only just noticed their red puffy eyes and scared expressions and her eyes widened further. "Excuse me?"

The Griffin girl did not hear her though, because she was too busy looking at Wells' now bare wrist, "Where's your wristband?"

Wells made eye contact with Bellamy and spat out, "Ask him."

Everyone's attention turned to Bellamy as Clarke glared at him and took a slow step toward him, "How many?"

"Twenty-four and counting." Murphy said rather smugly, despite the fact that she was not even talking to him.

"You idiots." Clarke sneered, "Life support on The Ark is failing. That's why they brought us down here! They need to know the ground is survivable again. And we need their help against whoever is out there. If you take off your wristbands, you're not just killing them, you're killing us."

"We're stronger than you think. Don't listen to her. She's one of the privileged. If they come down, she'll have it good. How many of you can say the same?" Bellamy turned to the delinquents. "We can take care of ourselves! That wristband on your arm makes you a prisoner. We are not prisoners anymore! They say they'll forgive your crimes, I say you're not criminals! You're fighters. Survivors. The grounders should worry about us!"

Gabriella bit back a smirk at Clarke's pissed-off expression. This was going better than she thought. Her plan at not letting The Ark come down was going perfectly and watching the Griffin girl slowly lose her cool was only making her more amused.

Gabriella walked into the dropship to hear Clarke talking to Monty. They were discussing their mission to save Jasper.

"You figure out how to talk to The Ark and I'll bring Jasper back."

"While he does that, I'm coming with you." the Kane girl said, making Clarke turn around with wide eyes.

She looked extremely taken aback, "You are?"

"Of course I am. Jasper's one of my best friends."

Noticing Clarke still had a surprised look on her face, Gabriella huffed and rolled her eyes. "What? I had to have some friends after you and Charming ditched me."

Clarke looked down with a twinkle of both guilt and hurt, rightfully choosing not to say anything else. The uncomfortable silence was broken when Finn walked into the dropship, making Clarke perk up and look up at him with hopeful eyes. "You ready to go?"

"I'm not going anywhere. And neither should any of you." Finn said, looking like he was in disbelief at the mere thought of leaving again. "That spear was thrown with pinpoint accuracy from three hundred feet."

Gabriella scoffed. "I don't remember you being such a coward back on The Ark. What do you want us to do? Just let Jasper die?"

"That's not gonna happen." The other blonde said firmly.

"Good." Gabriella nodded and turned to Clarke. "Follow me, Princess."

The Griffin did as she was told and followed her outside, frowning when she saw that she was leading them toward the Blake siblings. Bellamy was cleaning his sister's wounded leg and the duo walked up just in time to hear him scolding her.

"You could've been killed."

"She would've been if Jasper didn't pull her out." Clarke stated, making Bellamy turn his attention to them.

"You guys are leaving? I'm coming too." the younger brunette quickly said but her brother was not having it.

"No, no. No way. Not again."

"He has a point. Sorry, Little Blake, but I think you're gonna have to sit this one out. Your leg is probably gonna slow us down." Gabriella added, making Octavia frown in disappointment. Then, Gabriella turned her attention to older Blake. "I'm here for you."

"Ella, what are you doing?" Wells asked but she ignored him and pursed her lips, not liking asking anyone ( especially someone like Bellamy ) for favors.

"I saw you have a gun." Gabriella stated. Bellamy looked around camp shortly before lifting up the hem of his shirt to reveal a gun tucked into the waistband of his pants. Gabriella tried not to get distracted by the sight of his bare skin and nodded in approval. "Good. Follow me."

"And why would I do that?"

Gabriella turned back to raise a challenging eyebrow at him "Because you want them to follow you. And you remember what I said about a foreign king? Well, he is gonna go down even quicker once 'his people' see he's not only a fraud but also a coward."

Bellamy clenched his jaw and they held eye contact for a few seconds before he gave her a nod she returned with a smirk. The pair was completely oblivious to Clarke eyeing both of them carefully, obviously seeing the tension she wasn't comfortable with one bit. Gabriella turned to Murphy, who was watching the interaction with narrowed eyes too and gave him a smirk. "You up for a little rescue mission, John?"

"Atom. My sister doesn't leave this camp. Is that clear?" Bellamy told Atom sternly, putting his jacket on in the meantime.

"I don't need a babysitter."

Bellamy ignored his sister and turned to face Atom with a warning scowl. "Anybody touches her and they answer to me."

Gabriella rolled her eyes from beside Murphy and turned on her heel. "Enough with the brooding, Blake. Let's go."

"Since when are we in the rescuing business, huh?" Murphy asked Bellamy as soon as he saw his best friend get a little further away.

"The Ark thinks the prince is dead. Once they think the princess is too, they'll never come down." Bellamy turned to Murphy with a knowing smirk. "Our little rebel queen is just a bonus. But I'm not killing that one. I like her." He was quick to notice Murphy's clenched jaw and gave him a pointed look. "Don't try anything funny with her. She's mine."

"Yours?" Murphy couldn't help but scoff.

"What? Jealous, Murphy?" Bellamy taunted.

Both the boys knew Bellamy did not have a romantic attraction to the girl. He just wanted to sleep with her and he knew she would not give in easily. But Bellamy Blake always loved a challenge.

"I'm not jealous. I'm just saying" He narrowed his eyes at the ground, thinking what to say next, "you're not her type."

"We'll see about that soon enough."

Once the two boys caught up with the rest of the group, Bellamy made them all stop by jogging up in front of them, swaying the gun in his hand. "Hey, hold up. What's the rush? You don't survive a spear through the heart."

"Put the gun away, Bellamy."

Murphy pushed Wells back with an amused chuckle. "Why don't you do something about it?"

"Jasper screamed when they moved him." Clarke explained, stopping their bickering, "If the spear struck his heart, he'd have died instantly."

Gabriella nodded in approval, "Good, but that doesn't mean we don't have to hurry the hell up."

As the girl was about to turn around, a hand grasped her and Clarke's right wrists. Both blondes turned around to glare at a smirking Bellamy, "As soon as you two take your wristbands off, we can go."

Gabriella snatched her hand from his hold and stepped closer, "Listen here, Freckles. The only way The Ark is gonna think we're dead is if we're dead." Or if I decide to take the wristband off myself "You and your lap dogs can push the kids in camp around all you want but if you touch me again, you're going to be the one losing your hand."

Bellamy only looked amused at her stubbornness, "Brave, Bambi."

Realizing he successfully pissed her off, seeing how she clenched her jaw in annoyance, his smirk grew but it dropped a little once Finn came up to the group from behind the trees.

"You call this a rescue party? Gotta split up, cover more ground." he turned towards Clarke, "Clarke, come with me."

Gabriella glared at the back of their heads once they started to walk away. "Sure, leave Ella with dumb, dumber, and dumbest."

The four split so Murphy and Gabriella were walking in the front, while Wells stayed behind with Bellamy. The Blake boy noticed Wells stealing glances at Clarke who was completely focused on her conversation with Finn.

"Guess we got more in common than meets the eye, huh?"

"We have nothing in common." Wells said, not making eye contact with the older male and keeping his gaze locked on the girl he has been in love with his entire life.

Bellamy furrowed his eyebrows with a fake thoughtful frown "No? We both came down here to protect someone we love." When Wells didn't say anything Bellamy kept talking with a knowing smirk. "Your secret's safe with me. Of course, for you, it's worse. With Finn around, Clarke doesn't even see you. It's like you're not even here. And something tells me this is not the first time something like this has happened."

In contrast to the intense conversation that Wells and Bellamy were having, Murphy and Gabriella kept laughing and joking around. Murphy let his laughter die down as he stared at the girl next to him with what everyone besides her could see was admiration. "I missed this, you know?"

"Trust me, I did too." the blonde smiled back. "Now we are finally free and won't get separated anytime soon."

Murphy nodded and chuckled breathily. "Don't worry, Ellie. You can't get rid of me that easily." After a minute of comfortable silence, Murphy spoke up again, his eyes narrowed. "What are you planning?"

She gave him an innocent look. "What are you talking about?"

"You obviously don't want to take the wristband off, but I know you don't actually care about what happens to anyone up there. So why keep it on?"

"Because it's pissing Bellamy off and once I finally take it off it will be much more satisfying." she told him with a smirk.

"This is why I keep you around. You are the one who actually thinks stuff through." Murphy chuckled in amusement, wrapping an arm around Gabriella's shoulders casually.

"No, you keep me around because you would not know what to do with yourself without me." she corrected cheekily.

"You're right about that." the boy murmured but she did not hear it because Bellamy yelled from behind them. "We're switching. Murphy, you're with Wells."

"And Bambi," the curly-headed Blake jogged closer, "you're with me."

This should be fun.

Bellamy smirked as he looked away from Murphy and at the blonde next to him "You know if Murphy glares at me any harder I think his eyes might pop out of his head."

Gabriella licked her lips and sighed, "He can get...protective."

"If that's what you wanna call it." he scoffed with an amused glint in his voice.

Gabriella felt his stare burning at the side of her face so she turned to him with a glare, "Stop staring."

"I'm not staring, I'm observing." he defended himself, making her scoff.

"It's creepy."

"Most girls would be flattered." he raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I'm too smart to sleep with you just to make your ego bigger and sheets messier." she said bluntly, her words followed by a shrug. "I'm not just gonna drop to my knees the second you give me more than two seconds of your attention."

"Oh, I know." he grinned. "That's why I like you."

"I'm not gonna sleep with you, Blake. Not even the end of the world could get me to do that."

"We'll see about that, Bambi." he mussed, making her glare and snap, "Stop calling me that."

"Why? Does it bother you?" he teased, his satisfaction growing every single time her lips would turn into a scowl or her face would heat up in anger.

"I feel like I'm losing brain cells just by talking to you." she sneered under her breath an quickened her pace, leaving him to watch her walk away while chuckling to himself in the process.

"How do we know this is the right way?" Murphy asked once the group came back together. Just now, they were all following Finn.

"We don't. Spacewalker thinks he's a tracker." Bellamy said nonchalantly and mockingly.

"It's called cutting sign. Fourth-year Earth skills. He's good." Wells was quick to defend.

"You wanna keep it down or should I paint a target on your backs?" Finn called back, making Gabriella roll her eyes and mutter sarcastically.

"Aye, aye, captain."

Something on a branch caught Finn's attention so he leaned down to check it out, Clarke hot on his heels. Gabriella turned to face the other three boys and scrunched up her nose while whispering, "If these two keep making googly eyes at each other I'm gonna throw up."

Wells nodded in agreement while the other two couldn't help but snicker at their disgusted expressions. The interaction was interrupted by loud moaning and groaning from nearby, everyone perking up at the sound.

"What the hell was that?"

"Now would be a good time to take out that gun." Clarke told Bellamy and she started to make her way to the source of the sound, followed by everyone else.

The moaning got louder as they came closer and Gabriella couldn't help but gasp at the sight of a beaten-up Jasper hanging on a three.

"Oh, my God. Jasper?" Clarke gasped and picked up her pace to get closer. Gabriella was just about to tell her to slow down when Clarke tripped and fell into a trap.

She sighed in relief when a hand grasped her wrist and she looked up to see Gabriella holding it tightly. The Kane had two choices: she could either let the girl she hated die and get her wristband to do the same, or she could save her and not feel guilty about it and plus save the only person with medical knowledge in camp.

So she chose the second and smarter option, whispering under her breath reassuringly, "Hold on. I got you."

Wells and Finn helped her pull her up and the latter put his hand on Clarke's shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed in worry, "You okay?"

Once the girl nodded and got up, she turned to Gabriella, giving her a thankful nod and a smile. Gabriella just returned her nod and brought her attention to the rest of the group, "We have to get him down."

"I'll come up and cut the vines." Finn suggested.

Wells nodded. "Yeah, I'm with you."

"No. Stay with the girls." Finn shook his head and nodded towards Bellamy- "And watch him." Then, he turned to Murphy, "You. Let's go."

When they started climbing, Clarke squinted her eyes at Jasper, "There's a poultice on his wound."

"Medicine?" Wells furrowed his eyebrows. "Why would they save his life just to string him up as live bait?"

"Maybe they are just trying to catch us." Gabriella suggested and looked around nervously.

Finn and Murphy finally made it to the top of the three when everyone heard growling coming from the bushes.

"What the hell was that?" Murphy was the first to ask, panic lacing his words.

"Grounders?" Bellamy questioned, making Gabriella instantly give him a deadpan look.

"Growling?"

A black panther soon came into sight and Clarke screamed, "Bellamy, gun!"

Bellamy reached for his gun but it wasn't there, instead, the one who started shooting was Wells. He kept shooting, but the panther was still moving around. When he was out of sight, they assumed Wells killed him, until he jumped out of the tall grass and right at Bellamy. The panther dropped dead when Wells finally aimed for the head like he was originally supposed to.

Gabriella glared at Wells, her forehead covered in sweat and her cheeks flushed, "A great way to waste bullets, dumbfuck."

The group made it back to camp when the sun fell and it was an understatement to say that Gabriella was exhausted. Despite that, she followed after Finn and Wells who carried Jasper into the dropship.

She turned to Monty who had a terrified look on his face. "Is he . . . "

"He is alive, and he is gonna be fine." Gabriella said warmly and squeezed his shoulder in comfort. Monty let out a sigh of relief and immediately relaxed at her words.

She tuned out the conversation Clarke was having with the boys and turned around to see Bellamy and Murphy trading food from the panther for wristbands. The sight made her clench her jaw. 𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.

Gabriella bit her lip and made her way over and immediately grabbed two pieces of meat. One for her and one for Monty. Before she walked away, Bellamy gave her a harsh glare, "What do you think you're doing?"

"Whatever the hell I want." she shrugged, "Isn't that what you said?"

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