#lexa x fem reader

[wandanatsbaby]

Hello, could you write a Lexa x Skaikru reader where lexa is protective and possessive of reader. Lot of fluff pls

Protective Lexa

Pairing: Lexa X Reader Warnings: Slight dark Lexa? Protective, possessive, mentions of cutting off an arm (not really). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lexa never really let you do anything by yourself. You were always accompanied by either her or one of her personal guards. Even just walking to your room was a problem. You could not go anywhere without one of them but most of the time you did not care. For some reason it brought you comfort to know that she cared about you so much and you know part of her worries came from her finding costias head.

Although this protectiveness soon turned into possesivness. She would constantly leave hickeys all over you and eventually suggested you getting a tattoo of her name. When in meetings you were to sit on her lap as she held you tightly against her and glared at anyone that looked at you the wrong way. 

Hanging out with your friends would turn into her claiming you all night because she believed Octavia had a thing for you (you didn’t dare mention that you two used to be a thing when you first came to the ground). 

She even threatened to cut off a merchants hand while he was tying a bracelet around your wrist. You had to physically drag her away as she muttered under her breath about how only she was allowed to touch you and that he was holding you a little to tight.

While she could be a little over the top sometimes you enjoyed the softer moments where she would protect you or hold you after a long day.

In one of the clans meeting once a guy from Floukru had said something you didn’t quite understand but you knew it was bad when Lexa motioned for you to stand up. Doing so you stood beside her chair as she walked up to the poor guy. She said some words in Trigedasland and although you couldn’t understand Clarke later explained that Lexa had threatened everyone. 

Or the time were one of the grounders had attempted to flirt with you and kept going despite your numerous attempts at denying him. Lexa had showed up right as he backed you into a corner and quickly interfered. You laid in her arms that night sobbing as she rocked you gently while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Lexa also liked to gift you numerous items whether it be a new sketch book, jewerly, candles (you had so many candles), pens, ink, anything you asked for she would get it. You also had a enormous wardrobe as she liked to buy you lots of silk and lace. She also had created your war paint which resembled hers but slightly different. She did that and your hair every morning and you would return the favor. At night she would remove it all and wash you in the bath gently as she left small kisses on your shoulders and tell you how much she loved you.

Lexa was many things a leader, a warrior, some might even call her a killer. But to you she was your hero, saver, lover, your everything. She was your safe place and you were hers.

[cosmopretty]

Guys should I start writing for new fandoms Im not going to stop writing for womans sports but I do want to write fics for other fandoms like house of the dragon or percy Jackson or the 100 or criminal minds or other stuff

GUYS COMMENT PLEASE AND LET ME KNOW WHAT I SHOULD WRITE FOR 🙏

[wandaslittlelove]

Masterlist

Marvel:

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Wandanat

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Rio Vidal

Agathario

Agatha Harkness

The 100:

Lexa

Clarke Griffin

Raven Reyes

Twilight:

Rosalie Hale

Actors:

Elizabeth Olsen

Angela Giarratana (Smosh)

Amangela (Smosh)

Amanda Lehan Canto (smosh)

[tigerlillyruiz]

Please send me some prompts

- can be female reader inserts, or lady characters loving lady characters, can be platonic, siblings, or even poly, ill even do crossovers 😁

Fandoms ill write for:

Steven universe

the gems

Uncharted the lost legacy

Chloe

Nadine

The 100

Lexa

Anya

Clarke

Octavia

Raven

Once upon a time

Regina

Emma

Ruby

Mulan

Twilight

Leah

Rose

Kate

Wonder woman

Diana

Supergirl

Kara

Alex

Lena

Marvel

Natasha

Wanda

Val

Carol

She-ra and the princesses of power

Adora

Catra

Glimmer

Scorpia

Mermista

If I'm missing someone ask and ill let you know if I do them.

Its been a very hard year and I'm trying to get back to writing so this will help

[psychosncottagecore]

Masterlist (Remastered)

For some reason Tumblr won't let me update my old masterlist, so here's a new one!

Ok so, this account is dedicated to fanfictions and this - my first post, will be both an intro and a temporary masterlist! I do take requests for the following. All fanfics unless explicitly stated otherwise are x female reader

I do write smut (probably badly) and if you venture into my blog then on your head be it!

I do write for SPN - I will NEVER write any form of incest (for any fandom) whether they’re bio or adopted siblings - that’s just nasty siblings are siblings

Please feel free to make requests in my inbox! Doesn’t have to be for these guys! Go wild with any character you want 

I will write for a character based off of a song! 

Reign:

Sebastian Du Poitiers

The Falls

Mary Queen of Scots 

(More to come?)

The 100

Lexa

Bellamy

Clarke

TVD/TO

Malachi (Kai) Parker

Elijah Mikaelson

Klaus Mikaelson

Bonnie Bennette

Rebekah Mikaelson

Marcel Gerard

Vikings

Ivar ‘The Boneless’ Ragnanrsson

Hvitserk Ragnarsson

Halfdan ‘The Black’

Ubba Ragnarsson

Lagertha 

Supernatural 

Jack Kline

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Gabriel 

American Horror Story

Michael Langdon 

(I will not be writing James March, Richard Ramirez or Charles Montgomary or any others based off of real killers (to the best of my knowledge) my morals might be loose - but they’re not that loose!)

(More to come)

Miscellaneous fics:

[wife-of-all-dilfs]

from the flames | b. blake

masterlist

summary: season three — to signify the newly recognised alliance between the sky people and the grounders, a celebration is held within polis’ market square. a bonfire, alcohol, and the bawdy pulsation of drums is a sure-fire recipe for a stimulating night. add a watchful bellamy blake and his dancing muse into the mix, and, well��� i’ll show you the consequences of such a potent combination.

pairing: bellamy blake x fem!reader

warnings: alcohol consumption/intoxication, sensual dancing, jealousy, sexual desecration??, mild possessiveness, arguments, bellamy speaking in trigedaslang (giggling and kicking my feet), dialogue-heavy, manhandling, mild angst, smut, unprotected p in v (do not), reader is short because i’m short, deal with it <3

notes: i haven’t recently been watching the 100 so the timeline and characterisation may be a little off. also, ik this took me a long ass time, but i’m gonna try and make sure the next two parts come out a little quicker <3 i love y’all!

word count: 2.5k

“People of Kongeda and Skaikru, tonight we gather as one, united by a common purpose and a shared future of alliance. Before us, this bonfire symbolises more than just a flame; it is a beacon of hope, an opportunity to cleanse old grudges and pain that has divided us for far too long.

“Let this fire signify a new beginning and serve as a reminder that unity is not our weakness, but our strength. Let it be known that from this day, we join not as enemies, but as allies, and anyone set upon spilling the blood of our allies is spilling the blood of us all. Let it be known: Jus drein, jus daun!”

“Jus drein, jus daun!”

As much as Lexa’s words intended to inspire harmony, the crowd massed below the second-floor balcony of the dominating tower she resided on reacted in any way but. Fierce declarations of worship were cried out; large fists were pumped in celebration; and misty clouds of brew and saliva were sprayed into the tepid night air.

All was well, for the first time since we landed on Earth.

“Happy Unity Day,” I murmured to myself, taking a sip from the metal cup in my hand. I was standing on the outer edges of the unruly crowd of dark, rugged figures, who were surrounding an unlit wooden mountain and raving as it abruptly burst into vociferous flames.

The monstrous tepee of sticks was raging at the centre of Polis’ trading square, an open area bordered with stalls and operating food vendors that infused the air with a salivating meaty aroma. Glimmers of light chipped away into the familiar starry night above and an orange ambience was cast throughout the square, seeming to blaze beneath the skin of those who orbited the fire.

It was a somewhat perplexing scene: to be together as one people, celebratingratherthan being at war with one another.

A pensive mechanic stepped in beside me, eyeing the mixed crowd of Grounders and Sky People.

Raven folded her arms over her chest. “Don’t you think the fact that the Ark originally had thirteen stations and the coalition now has thirteen clans is kind of…”

“Unsettling?” I finished for her. “Yeah. Probably best not tell these guys the story of how Polaris got blown out of the sky. Don’t want to give them any ideas.”

“Polaris… Polis…” she continued contemplating. “Think there’s anything equally unsettling about that?”

I looked at Raven. She looked back at me.

I sucked in a sharp breath—“I’m not drunk enough for this conversation”—and tipped the harsh contents of my cup down my throat. The liquid was molten in both its ferocity and colour and was infused with some potent earthly spice; it was a blow to the stomach upon consumption.

“Is that such a good idea?” Raven asked, judging me as my head craned back to capture the last few drops of throat-scorching goodness. “I’m all for pouring a glass when the occasion calls for it, but these people have stomachs lined with steel—what do you think yours is made of?”

I grimaced at the taste. “You tell me. You’re the genius.”

The roll of her eyes was deafening. “I’m just saying, they’ve probably spent decades perfecting their drinks to suit them, to match their tolerances. I mean, even that human fountain over there couldn’t handle it.” She nodded towards a cluster of barrels where a titan of a man wearing armoured shoulder pads and breastplates was hunched over, violently emptying his stomach onto the cobbled ground.

I swallowed my own stomach at the sight.

“I just assumed you wanted to spend the night somewhat differently,” she said, a sweet undertone of provocation twisting her words.

My brows furrowed, and I turned to face her. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Her lips twitched at the corners—never a good sign.

The thing was, I knew exactly what she meant. Her unspoken words had already been circling my mind for days, weeks, months even, increasingly accumulating with both heat and fervour.

As ironic as it was, I think it’s fitting to compare my situation to that of a star’s formation.

There I was, a delinquent sitting stagnant in a cold nebula of misery in the Sky Box, parted from my family and friends, sent hurtling to Earth to die, only then to have my cold, miserable cloud intruded upon by a fiery presence, a head of tousled brown waves and a pair of rich, dark chocolate eyes.

An awakener. An activator.

This intruder began filling my head with his words, his laughter, his brooding stare. The weight of his presence began to grow; thoughts of him consumed me. From the most surprisingly vulnerable conversations to even the tensest arguments, he had a heat inside me swirling and it was sweltering to unfathomable heights. It showed no signs of stopping.

Raven’s malevolent brown eyes were pointing plainly at something far behind me as if to answer my question. I knew what I would see even before turning around to look, but moronic as I was, I looked anyway.

Chin hovering over my shoulder, my eyes wandered through the scattered crowd of Grounders and Sky People alike that loitered the bonfire’s outskirts. There, sandwiched between Lincoln and an unoccupied trading stall, was a face that not only had my stomach contents lodged in my throat, but my heart as well.

Bellamy.

He was standing with his arms crossed, each one concealed beneath his distressed guard jacket. And although his stance screamed ‘Don’t talk to me,’ his face said otherwise. He and Lincoln were engaged in some high-spirited conversation, much unlike themselves (although the supply of drinks may have been to blame). Bellamy was speaking through one of his overconfident half-grins while alternating between gesturing to-and-fro with a single hand and tucking it back under his opposing bicep.

My chest was burning; the bonfire somehow must’ve seeped into my heart.

It should be stated here that when a nebula accumulates enough particles, it turns into a protostar—not a main sequence star like our sun, but something that holds the potential to be. At this point, the formation is at its most precarious. If a sufficient amount of mass is not acquired, the protostar will fail to stabilise and will cool into a brown dwarf, forever existing in the cold, lonely expansion of space as a reminder of what it could have been.

Bellamy’s head gravitated in my direction. Our eyes met through the asteroid belt of rugged figures between us. My breath caught in my throat, and I turned back around.

A reminder of what it could have been.

Sometimes I worry my insufficiency has damned me already.

“Oh, my god.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Oh my god, Raven, why would you put me through that?”

“In the hopes that you’ll finally grow a pair and do something about it,” she replied, taking a sip of her drink to conceal her smirk.

“About what?” Now I was just being evasive.

She let out a frustrated huff and folded her arms over one another. Her countenance was a reflection of impatience: the raised eyebrows, the slight downward tilt of her head, the pursed lips. I almost laughed at her theatricality; then again, I almost cried because I didn’t want the reason behind it to be true.

I wanted Bellamy Blake.

The confession was boiling inside me; it was burning the tip of my tongue, and I knew I had to let it out to cool. And if the words were never spoken to him, then they at least had to be expressed to someone else, even if I never admitted them in the exactness I felt, for the exact words would be so heinous, so—hedonistic, that if anyone were to hear them, I’d be thrown into lock-up for the rest of my days.

“Fine, I guess I’m… attracted to Bellamy,” I spoke slowly, cringing at my own words. Raven’s face immediately lit up like an overzealous Christmas tree, her smugly curved lips parting to no doubt release an incongruous stew of condemnation and encouragement, which I stopped before it could even start. “Anattraction that I am not going to act on, Raven; our friendship is rocky enough as it is. I mean,” I scoffed, “have I even told how we first met? I held a pocketknife to his neck our second night on the ground because he threatened to pry off my wristband in my sleep. And he actually tried! You know that tiny scar he has on his cheek? That was from me!”

“Yeah, sometimes I forget how much of a self-righteous dick he was for a while there,” Raven mused. Her face then screwed with confusion. “Wait, how did you two even become friends? Because when I came down, you were at each other’s throats every single day over one thing or another, and then out of nowhere, it was as if the slate had been wiped clean.”

Ah.

The day the slate had been wiped clean.

A thick blurriness blanketed my vision as my mind withdrew from the present. You know when you get run down with some kind of sickness and your mind gets all scrambled and foggy? Like a fever dream? That’s what that day seemed like to me. Too many unimaginable things had happened, too many emotions and losses were felt, and I’d only shared them with one person before.

“You still there?”

My gaze flickered to Raven momentarily. She was staring at me, half with impatience, half with concern. “Just—” I raised my hand slightly in front of me “—give me a second.”

I inhaled. One, two, three. And I exhaled. Three, two, one.

A vulnerable creature of some sort nestled in my brain, softening the tone of my voice as I hesitantly began, “It was the, uh, the day the Exodus Ship crashed. My dad was on it,” I said, my last words barely audible. “Knowing that he was gone was one thing, but watching the ship crash? That messed me up for a good while.”

Raven, taken aback, muttered her apologies. I just shook my head in return. I sucked in a sharp breath, forcing the memory into the cobwebbed corners of my mind, and then continued, “Bellamy had found me in the woods that night. It wasn’t exactly a pretty sight. I think that seeing me in such a vulnerable state forced him to set aside his asshole-ry for a while because he actually managed to… comfort me.”

I remembered the tone of his voice, so shockingly gentle yet hardened in his trademarked sort of way as he reassured me endlessly that I would be okay. I remembered the warmth of his body as I lay crumpled and sobbing in his lap on the forest floor, clinging onto his arm as if it kept me from plummeting into a bottomless pit. I remembered his hands, swiping away the thousands of tears that streaked my face, the hair from my eyes.

I remembered our brief conversation as we walked back to camp: “I won’t tell anyone. I promise,” he had said, to which I whispered, “Thank you,” and after a short pause, he spoke again, “We all need someone sometimes. I know we don’t have the best history together but… I can be that someone if you ever need,” and then, once more, with an unwelcome flutter in my stomach, I whispered, “Thank you.”

A small, bittersweet smile lifted my lips. My voice sounded distant to my ears as I continued speaking. “We still nicked at each other here and there after that—that tension between us has never really disappeared—but there was also this new mutual understanding. And somewhere from mutual understanding came a rough-around-the-edges friendship, and then friendship turned into something else.” I paused to recollect my thoughts. “Well, for me, at least.”

Between the moment I started speaking to the moment I stopped, my gaze had wandered sheepishly to the toes of my boots. I felt so exposed, like the outer layers of my being had been cracked open to reveal a part of my soul to a girl I hadn’t even known existed until two months ago. Suddenly I remembered why I didn’t drink often.

I stood awkwardly, waiting. The weight of my confession and vulnerability were looming above us.

Raven was quiet; she made no witty remark or tease. Her eyes had only softened with understanding, shifting back and forth as my words were mulled over in her brain. And it was only from her foreign silence that I realised what her next question could be: why don’t you just tell him?

I began, “I don’t want to ruin—"

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” she finally interrupted, shaking her head as if to dismiss my unspoken sentiment. “The age-old ‘I don’t want to ruin what we have right now’. But what exactly is that?” Her eyes once again interrogated mine. “Because I’ll make it clear to you right now and say that what you two have is not just friendship. Come on. You and Bellamy?” She shifted her head to catch my drifting gaze. “Anyone with eyes can see something is there, but clearly, neither of you have a pair.”

Talk about tough love.

A harsh outflow of air exited my nose, and I pushed my hair back out of my face. Everything was much more complicated than I thought it was. Was I really as blind as Raven said? I would have already seen what she does if it were true, right? Did Bellamy really feel the same?

Am I drunk?

I glanced behind me once more, catching a glimpse of Bellamy tilting his head back to finish his drink, exposing the sculptured column of his neck. Heat flushed through my cheeks.

Christ. I couldn’t let this one go. There wasn’t a chance.

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked, still watching him.

An uproar of hoots and howls exploded throughout the square as the sound of drums and horns began to play, bringing my attention to the second-floor balcony of the Commander’s Tower where the noise floated down from. Drums pulsed with bawdy rhythm; horns bellowed with lewd backbone; a woman purred tribal vocalisations.

Bodies began swaying in disharmonious synchronisation around the bonfire, in pairs, in groups, individually. What tethered them was the raunchiness of their movements and the subtle carnality of their interactions with one another. I’d never seen anything like it; as I looked over at Raven and saw her similar intrigue, I knew she hadn’t either.

That was my mistake—to even acknowledge her in such a moment, especially after speaking about our previous topic. Her lips began stretching and stretching into a particularly wicked grin, and she turned to me. The devil was burning in her dark eyes.

Her answer to my question: “Give his eyes something to look at.”

part two

[wonderswritings]

Starless Lovers {12}

Summary: They fell from the sky. We roamed the earth. We were always meant to clash. 

Warnings: The 100 Themes, Angst, Death, Blood, Unrequited Feelings, Slow Burn, Possibly more to come

Pairings: Lexa x Sister!Reader, Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader (eventual)

War was brewing. But with the defeat of Mount Weather, that war is now over. We’re living in peace now. And Skaikru is no longer the enemy. It’s time we learn,

Blood must not have blood.

Starless Lovers Masterlist | Tags

Updates every Saturday

Season 3 has officially started! Thank you all for being so patient with me and I hope you enjoy season 3! 🩵

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Five Days after Mount Weather

“How is she?”

Abby looked up at Bellamy from where she sat behind the desk, humming softly in response.

“Riheda?”

Bellamy slightly clenched his jaw at the use of your title as he nodded, walking further into Abby’s office.

“Yes.”

“She’s fine, from what I can tell.”

“What you can tell?”

Bellamy made a face as he tilted his head to the side, scoffing slightly.

“What does that even mean? She was injured in Mount Weather."

Abby sighed as she lowered the tablet she was looking at, looking up at Bellamy.

“It means that since she’s woke, she refuses to let anyone touch her. It’s too dangerous to let anyone near her. She’s too dangerous.”

Bellamy shook his head, huffing.

“She’s not an animal. She isn’t dangerous. She's alone and hurt."

“She is. She is a gro-”

Bellamy turned, walking out of Abby’s office before she could continue. He glared as he walked down the halls of the Ark, making his way to medical. He stopped outside of medical, looking in, seeing you laying on one of the medical cots in the far corner of medical, alone. He took a deep breath before he walked towards the door, opening it and walking into medical. He looked up, seeing you already looking at him, watching him as he walked towards you, stopping at the end of the cot.

“Hey.”

You said nothing as you looked at Bellamy, causing him to sigh softly.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been to visit you since… since everything. We’ve been uh, busy.”

Bellamy sighed softly when you said nothing, looking you over when he saw the straps around your wrists, causing him to make a face.

“Why are you tied down?”

You lowered your gaze to your wrists, your voice low as you spoke.

“I’m dangerous.”

Bellamy scoffed, shaking his head.

“No, you’re not.”

He moved to your side, reaching down and undoing the straps around the wrist closest to him before he reached over and undid the other strap.

“Thank you.”

Bellamy nodded as he watched you rub your wrists.

“You’re welcome. How are… how are you feeling?”

“Fine.”

"And your injuries? Do you need anything for them? Medicine or-"

"Fine."

You looked up at Bellamy as you cut him off, slightly tilting your head to the side.

“I want to go home.”

Bellamy sighed softly as you avoided his questions, nodding.

“I know.”

“Then can I? Go home?”

Bellamy made a face, looking down at you.

“It uh- that’s not something- it’s not up to me. But I- I’ll ask, okay? I’ll ask.”

Bellamy turned, walking towards the door when you called out to him, causing him to turn, looking back at you.

“My sister and my people may believe that I am dead, Bellamy, but I’m not dead. I will not be kept here against my will.” 

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Two Weeks after Mount Weather

You were walking next to Bellamy as was the norm now as he would come by everyday and walk with you around medical, as redundant as it was. He said it would help with your injuries, but you disagreed, telling him he was wasting his time.

“You know, when I said I wanted to go home, I meant it.”

Bellamy nodded as he cut a glance down at you.

“I know.”

“So then why am I still here?”

“It’s uh… it’s complicated.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

“It’s always complicated. You give the same answer every time I ask.”

“Because it’s the only answer I have.”

You came to a stop, causing Bellamy to make a face as he stopped, turning back and looking down at you.

“What are you-”

“I helped you and your people.”

You shook your head, clenching your jaw as you looked up at Bellamy, glaring slightly.

“I risked my life for your people and you repay me by keeping me captive.”

“It-”

You took a step closer to Bellamy, looking up at him, anger in your eyes.

“Your people look at me like I’m a monster.”

Bellamy shook his head, trying to come up with the right words as he stumbled over his words.

“They don’t- that’s not-”

“They do! You are the only one who doesn’t look at me with fear. You are the only one who treats me like I am a person and not a feral animal.”

You shook your head, turning on your heel and walking back towards your cot, laying down, turning your head to the side, looking away from Bellamy as you spoke.

“You should leave.”

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Four Weeks after Mount Weather

You were laying in the cot in medical when you heard the door swoosh open, followed by footsteps. You turned your head, seeing Bellamy walking towards you, a small smile on his face.

“Come on.”

You made a face, looking up at him.

“What?”

“Come with me.”

“Bellamy I can’t-”

“I talked it over with the others. You don’t have to stay here, in medical. So, come with me.”

Bellamy held his hand out towards you, a small smile on his face.

“Don’t you want to get out of here?”

You looked down at his hand and back up at his face a few times, unsure of his intentions before you nodded slightly. Bellamy’s smile grew, though it fell slightly when you ignored his outstretched hand and stood from the cot yourself. You looked up at Bellamy, slightly tilting your head to the side.

“Where are we going?”

He lowered his hand, trying to ignore the strange feeling he felt as he looked down at you.

“Well, are you hungry? We can go to the cafeteria and get some food and we can eat it outside, if you’d like.”

You nodded slightly.

“Okay.”

Bellamy nodded, and he motioned for you to follow him. Walking out of medical, you couldn’t help but look around, taking in more of the place Skaikru called home. Last time you were here, you couldn’t really take the time to look, but now you had the time to take it all in.

“Does everything look like this?”

Bellamy looked down at you, confused as he watched you look around.

“Like what?”

You tilted your head to the side, trying to find the right words before you settled on the one that described how you’d felt since you had woken up in medical.

“Cold.”

Bellamy smirked slightly as you both turned out of the hall that led to medical.

“You get used to it.”

You scoffed, shaking your head.

“I don’t want to get used to it. I want to go home.”

Bellamy nodded slightly.

“I know.”

You turned your head, looking up at him.

“Then let me leave. Please, I need to go home. I need to be with Lexa and Reina, with my people. Please Bellamy, teik ai gon we.” (let me leave)

Bellamy looked down at the hand you placed in his arm, slightly shaking his head.

“I’m sorry. It’s not my decision.”

He nodded towards the door.

“Come on, the cafeteria is this way.”

You followed Bellamy, looking down at the floor. Once inside you lifted your head, tensing. Everyone that was in the room was staring at you, a mixture of emotions on their face as some whispered. You jumped when a hand was placed on your lower back, looking up and seeing Bellamy standing closer to you, nodding.

“Come on.”

Bellamy kept his hand on your lower back as he led you forward, walking closer to you than before.

“They- they’re all staring at me.”

Bellamy nodded slightly.

“You’re a grounder, the grounder. A lot of them have mixed feelings about you and your people.”

You huffed, rolling your eyes.

“I have mixed feelings about them but you don’t see me glaring and talking about them.”

Bellamy chuckled, nodding.

“I know. Just don’t pay them any attention. They’ll get over themselves.”

After getting some food, Bellamy led you outside, taking you to a shaded area so you both could eat. You looked around the camp before you glanced at Bellamy.

“Can I ask you something?”

Bellamy nodded, looking over at you.

“Course. You can ask me anything, within reason of course."

“My knife and my sword. Where are they?”

“Uh, they’re put up, safe.”

You tilted your head to the side, giving Bellamy a deadpanned look. 

“Safe.”

Bellamy nodded, grabbing his cup.

“Yeah. I’m sorry. I know that they’re important to you. But they don’t want to give them back to you until they know that you won’t use them against anyone here.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. 

“Yes, because I’m such a danger after I risked my life for your people.”

Bellamy smirked, nodding.

“Yeah, you’re a total danger magnet.”

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Six Weeks after Mount Weather

“Where are we going?”

Bellamy grinned slightly.

“I told you, you’ll find out when we get there.”

You huffed, rolling your eyes.

“I hate surprises.”

“That’s okay. This isn’t a surprise, it’s more-”

Bellamy paused, tilting his head to the side, grinning.

“Of a new adventure.”

You shot Bellamy a deadpanned look, shaking your head.

“It’s a surprise. No matter how you word it."

Bellamy laughed as he came to a stop in front of a door, nodding.

“Come on, you’ll like this one, I swear.”

He opened the door, motioning for you to enter. You sighed softly as you walked past Bellamy and into the room, looking around.

“Is this-”

You tilted your head to the side looking back at Bellamy as he walked in, closing the door.

“Is this your room?”

Bellamy nodded.

“Yeah, it is. Now sit down.”

You made a face, tilting your head to the side as you looked around for somewhere to sit.

“Where-”

“On the bed.”

Bellamy lightly pushed you forward towards his bed, causing you to huff as you walked towards his bed, sitting on the edge of the bed, tense. You watched Bellamy walk through another door before he came back, carrying something in his hands before he walked towards you, handing it to you.

“What is it?”

“Take it and find out.”

You rolled your eyes slightly, taking it from Bellamy, placing it in your lap as you undid the knot, pulling the fabric to the side, gasping softly.

“My knife and sword.”

You pulled your knife out of the scabbard, running your fingers over the intricate design on the handle.

“You had them this entire time?”

Bellamy hummed softly.

“You gave them to Clarke in Mount Weather before you turned yourself over and she gave them to me before she left. Abby wanted to take them, but I hid them before she could.”

“But you said they didn’t trust me. So it was really you who didn’t trust me?”

Bellamy shook his head, moving to kneel down in front of you, looking up at you.

“I trust you. It wasn’t my trust that you needed to earn. You already had it.”

“Oh.”

Bellamy smirked softly, nodding.

“Yeah ‘oh’. And besides, I wanted to give them back to you when you were ready.”

You made a face, finally lifting your gaze, looking at Bellamy.

“When I was ready? I’ve been ready. I’ve been bugging you about them for weeks now.”

“Mhmm, I know. But I meant what I said. I wanted to give them back when you were ready. I know how important they are to you.”

You nodded slightly.

“I really only care about the knife.”

You looked back down at the knife, carefully sliding it back into the scabbard.

“It was… it was Sato’s.”

Bellamy tilted his head to the side.

“Sato?”

You nodded, humming softly.

“Sato was… he was my…”

Trying to come up with the right words, you settled for the only thing that could describe him.

“He was mine.”

You glanced at Bellamy.

“He was in Tondc when Finn massacred the village.”

“I’m sorry.”

You clenched your jaw slightly, shaking your head.

“I do not need your apologies, Bellamy Blake.”

Bellamy’s eyes widened slightly at the full use of his name, nodding.

“Okay. There’s something else.”

“Something else?”

You tilted your head to the side, looking at him as he nodded.

“They’ve agreed to let you leave, to let you go home. They’ve agreed to take you back, not all the way, but they’re letting you leave.”

“Truly?”

Bellamy smiled softly, nodding.

“I wouldn’t lie to you. I would never lie to you.”

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Eight Weeks after Mount Weather

The plan was to leave for Tondc, but before you and the others could leave, the sound of horns sounded, and one of the guards at the gate said that a group of grounders had made camp outside the walls. You had perked up, rushing out of the Ark, seeing two riders approach the gate. The Skaikru guards opened the gate as Bellamy and the others appeared behind you, the two riders looking down, their eyes widening when they saw you. They quickly dismounted their horses, kneeling, placing a balled fist over their chest as they lowered their heads.

“Riheda.”

“Chomouda are yu hir?” (why are you here?)

“The commander wishes to meet with the leader of Skaikru.”

Your eyes widened when Indra spoke, not seeing her since your attention was on the riders. She stepped forward when you did, meeting you halfway as you hugged her, Indra speaking low enough for just you to hear.

“Em ste os sin yu in nodotaim.” (it is good to see you again)

“Yu seintaim.” (you too)

“Indra.”

You let Indra go, stepping to the side and turning, watching as Kane stepped forward.

“Why does the commander want to meet?”

Indra didn’t take her eyes off of you as she answered Kane.

“Peace. She is proposing peace.”

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Twenty minutes later, you were walking out of Arkadia’s gates for the first time since you were brought here two months ago.

“Are you nervous?”

You glanced up at Bellamy, slightly making a face.

“Nervous? Why would I be nervous?”

Bellamy smiled slightly.

“Because you haven’t seen your sister in two months.”

You shook your head slightly.

“I am not nervous. I am excited.”

Bellamy nodded, looking down at you.

“I’m sure you are.”

You and Bellamy followed behind Abby and Kane, Indra and the riders leading the way to the tent. Your group came to a stop, things being said that you paid no attention to, practically bouncing in place as you tried to look around the others, trying to spot your sister. You looked up at Bellamy when he nudged you, seeing him nodding ahead, causing you to turn, looking at what he was nodding to, your eyes widening as you gasped softly.

“Lexa.”

Without waiting, you moved forward, running past the others. You wrapped your arms around Lexa once you were close enough, hugging her tightly. Lexa's eyes widened as you hugged her, her own arms wrapping around you once it registered that you were actually standing in front of her, hugging her. You were real.

“Yu ste hir.” (you’re here)

You smiled, laughing softly as you nodded, Lexa turning her head into your shoulder.

“Ai don fis op yu a swega klin.” (I made you a promise)

“En yu otaim kep in yu swega klin.” (and you always keep your promise)

“Otaim.” (always)

You leaned back slightly, pressing your forehead against hers.

“Otaim strik sis.” (always little sister)

“Ai don mema yu we.” (I’ve missed you)

You smiled softly, leaning down and hugging Lexa again.

“Nou kom we tona kom we ai don don mema yu.” (not as much as I’ve missed you)

“I am sorry to interrupt.”

You let Lexa go as you turned, both of you looking at Abby.

“But we were told that you wanted to talk peace.”

You clenched your jaw as you glared at Abby. Ever since you had woken up in medical, Abby had been nothing but a thorn in your side. She was the one who had restrained you and kept you confined to medical, and she was the one who refused to let you leave.

“Can’t you see-”

Lexa grabbed your hand, squeezing once, her gaze never leaving Abby as she spoke.

“I do. The war with the mountain men is over. And I do not want another war, with Skaikru.”

“We don’t want that either, Heda.”

Lexa smiled slightly at Kane, nodding slightly.

“Then we have much to discuss.”

Lexa turned, walking towards the tent, pulling you along with her. Once in the tent, Lexa walked towards the throne, sitting down. You sat down next to her on the steps in your usual spot, leaning back against the side of the throne legs as Indra led the others inside. This is where you belonged, with your sister, in the open, not in the cold confines of Skaikru's metal.

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Hell is Empty - AU

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Seventeen Sweater Weather (Sea Mechanic x Reader)

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My little night bloods

John Murphy x fem!reader(Romantic) fem!reader x John Murphy x nightblood!daughter

Reader is lexas sister who is an nightblood but never had to commit in the conclave and is also John Murphys lover and they have a daughter together that is also a nightblood.

This takes place in season 4 and 6

Fluff

Season Four “Indra how is she” Murphy said as she saw Indra come out of the room “she is strong as is the baby” Indra said trying to help settle his mind “can I come in” Murphy asked not wanting to push his luck for they had let him live after their found out he got they commander pregnant. “No only when I baby is born may you see her” Indra said pushing him back “what if she dies” Murphy said about to cry “she won’t she’s strong and she is our heda she will live and if not she will still be with us” Indra said clearly scared for Y/n as well. That’s when they both heard a baby crying and no one could stop Murphy from running in, when he got in Y/n looked dead but was holding there baby “she’s Beautiful isn’t she” I said with love in my eyes “she is have you picked a name yet” Murphy asked sitting down on the bed and holding her hand “Rome” I said looking up at him “I love that name” he said kissing the top of my head “everyone out” Indra said loud enough for everyone to leave but not loud enough to scare the baby “Indra thank you” I said with a soft voice “would you like to meet her” Murphy asked seeing the soft smile that was on her lips. She walked up to us “hello little warrior” Indra said putting her hand on her head “she’ll make a fine warrior just like her mother” Indra said looking back up with me. “I’d like to do some blood work on her to make she she’s healthy” Abby said as she walked in with Jackson “The baby is healthy” Indra said turning around and starting at her with a angry expression “Indra its fine” i said with a soft voice

“I don’t believe it” Abby said shocked “what’s wrong” Murphy asked getting up and running to Abby and baby Rome “she’s a nightblood” when those words left Abby’s mouth my body froze “no one will no” Murphy said looking back at me “No one will ever know” my sister lexa said walking in “and if anyone dare question why we shelter her I’ll have them killed if any of you tell anyone else” lexa was about to finish her sentence when “I’ll kill you myself” Indra said walking into the room again “I won’t tell anyone about her blood” “thank you Indra” “anything for my heda”

season 6 “How are my favourite girls” Murphy said walking up to us “DADDY” Rome yelled getting up and running to him “hello my little nightblood” Murphy said picking her up and spinning her around. When me and Rome weren’t hurt by the black rain they knew she was a nightblood “how has you day been my love” I said as Murphy walked over to me and sat down with Rome on the picnic blanket “good how stressful was your day” Murphy said before kissing the top of my head then Romes “trying to fix the mistakes of bloodreina” I said with a sigh “well as long as have my two favourite nightbloods nothing can go wrong” Murphy said as laid down pulling us down with him “your favourite nightbloods” I said with a smile as I looked at Rome then Murphy “my favourite”

[wandanatsbaby]

Hey saw that you were taking requests for Lexa so here i am ! could you write smth about soft lexa and an oc or freader grounder that is really pretty and like soft for a grounder ? thankksss :))

Soft Grounder

Pairing: Lexa x Reader

Warnings: none

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Lexa watches on with a smile as the night bleeders braid your hair and put little flowers in it. She has a small smile on her face as she watches you interact with them envisioning your future and wondering what you would be like if you both had kids.

Walking up to lexa with a smile you wrap your arms around her as no one is looking and give her a kiss on the cheek. “Good evening Heda.”

“Good evening Hodnes. Join me for lunch? The sky crew will be joining as well.” You nod and follow beside her as she leads you to the dining area. You look around and give Clarke a small wave as you see her sitting with who you recognize as Bellamy.

Lexa pulls out a chair for you at the head of the table and then makes her way to the other end. You never liked having to sit far from her but you knew it was tradition for the Commander's partner to be at the other end.

The night went on pretty smooth with everyone talking and chatting but throughout it all you could spot Bellamy giving you weird glances and whispering stuff to Clarke which made you nervous.

“Bellamy, is there a problem?” Lexa asks as she had seemingly noticed the looks and whispers.

“No Heda I just-”

“Just what? You’ve been giving my wife weird looks all night and whispering to Clarke. I'd like to hear what you have to say.” You send an uneasy look to Lexa not sure you want to hear what the boy was saying about you.

“I was just saying that well. Ive never met a grounder as sweet as her I mean the other day I say her with one of the guys at a stall and she was very sweet.”

Then

“Excuse me. Do you happen to have any more of this?” you asked, pointing to the object you wanted.

“sha hang ona” (Yes hang on) The guy pulled more of the material out and looked at you expectedly.

“What would you like? I have some medicine that Nyko gave me. I also have some jewelry.” The man just politely asked for one of the rings on your fingers but you just gave him a smile and handed him two rings and a bag of different medicine that Nyko had given you. The man tried to deny it but you insisted but ended up walking out with the object you had wanted and a bird that he said was made by his wife. The bird now sat on a stand in your and Lexas room.

Now.

“Is there a problem with that?” Lexa started standing up at this point ready to defend you by all means.

“Lexa its okay. Calm down.” The girl did not even spare you a glance as she stared the boy down and you watched him visibly gulp as he shrunk a little in his seat. Clarke trying to control her laughter beside him

“NO! Of course not! I mean its amazing how she acts with Night bleeders. They all looked so happy the other day when she was playing with them”

Then

“Kwin (Queen) Y/n will you please come play with us?” Aden asked as the other children gave you pleading looks. Will a laugh you agreed and ended up chasing them through Polis as many people watched on with small smiles as well.

As you were chasing a younger girl she had ended up tripping on a rock and landing on her knees. She let out a soft cry before covering it up.

“Oh no ash are you okay?” you asked the young girl as you crouched in front of her. You could see the tears in her eyes and the way she tried to hide them. She nodded slowly and looked at you. You attempted to help her stand but quickly swept her into your arms at the sounds of her cries of pain and quickly took her to Niko’s tent to get her seen.

She had made you promise not to leave her until she was allowed to go back to her room with the other Night bleeders and you gladly accepted. You ended up being there for an hour as she had a sprained ankle and needed some rest. You then escorted her to her room and gave her a small kiss on the head.

Now

Lexa turns to Clarke now wanting to know if this information is true.

“Is this true wanheda?” Clarke gives a nod and a slight laugh while looking back to Bellamy's shaking figure.

“Yes Heda its true.”

“Very well then. Just know if anyone were to ever threaten her or anything it would be against the rules and you would be killed immediately.” Bellamy Gave an Immediate nod and gave you a small apology as he continued to eat.

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Gp! Lexa x fem!reader pls

do u have any genre u want, like angst, fluff, smut?

[deathordesire]

Next fic Lexa x fem reader

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[springismss]

Damn it. Period. - k. bakugou 🌹

a/n; originally a request on wattpad - a little mini about what bakugou would be like when reader is on her period. enjoy!

pairing; Katsuki Bakugou x female! reader

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warnings; slight swearing, implied bleeding/period.

word count; 663

headcanon/summary; it’s not your week. your body is punishing you heavily with both your period and feeling sick with the cold. don’t worry though, because your hotheaded boyfriend is to the rescue. It doesn't seem like it but he has all the patience in the world, well, he does when it comes to you.

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A pained moan slipped past your lips as you tucked your knees under your chin, hands slightly hugging your hips as you breathed through the pain. A somewhat feeble attempt to help dull the pain due to the congestion your body held.

Your week had started off great, enjoying your classes at UA, as well as spending time with your friends. That was until you were struck down with a cold a few days prior. As the pain ebbed, you let out a contented sigh before an unexpected coughing fit. Before long, you closed your eyes, the increase in your temperature taking you by slight surprise. Moving the book beside you, you felt the weight of the hardcover shift as a shiver ran up your spine. The tingling spreading to all areas of your form.

Normally, you'd be struck with your period and would handle it with no complications. Not giving away any sign of the pain you were in. Lately, you’d been training so hard that you stupidly neglected yourself, paying the price when you caught the flu off your classmate. Once the cramp you had calmed down, you made a half-assed attempt to get out of bed before groaning out at the secondary spams hitting you full force again. "Fuck it".

Grabbing your phone you tapped a quick message, albeit it was a bit harsh to your other half before you laid down. Turning over, you closed your eyes again trying to get some more sleep before they returned home.

With a push of his foot, Bakugou shut the door and sighed out softly, gripping the bag in his hand as he took off his shoes and jacket. He knew you'd been feeling a little under the weather lately but add your period on top as it was a sure recipe for disaster. "Hey, (y/n), I'm home!".

A random sound greeted him as he rolled his eyes, heading up the stairs to find your curled up form in your shared bed. "Suki~".

Dropping the bag of sweet treats on the bedside cabinet, he crawled under the covers beside you, letting out a small "oof" as you practically threw yourself on him. "Suki, it hurts~".

A small whimper left your lips as Bakugou wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head. "I know princess, but it'll pass. I'm here now".

Unusually soft kisses with gentle tummy rubs as tiny whimpers of pain sounded. That’s how Bakugou spent most of the evening and night making you feel slightly better about the assault of bodily pains you felt.

Everyone who knew Bakugou knew him as a loud and aggressive human grenade. Probably someone you wanted to keep on the good side of, that would be if he had a good side, and who you’d want fighting your side.

Then there was you - the one person he would call his better half, his light.

You got the softer side. The soft voice, the gentle hugs and touches. He treated you like a fragile doll that he never wants to break. You were perfect and his world, he had all the patience in the universe for you.

Soft hums that lulled you to sleep as gentle fingers glided over your hair with a soft voice to match the unusual gentleness.

Peering down, his red eyes looked over your sleeping form as a smile tugged at his lips, something that didn’t feel foreign to him now. "I know you don't feel well, princess, but I'll be here to look after you".

He gently moved his body to lay down beside you. His soft grip on you never slacking as he hugged you closer, sleep taking over him as he acted as your human heat pad.

It was a long week for you but you could always count on your very own hero to be there to save you from the pain. Even if it was only in private where no one could see.

[thespiritoflife]

White Death

Pairing: Lexa x Fem!reader

Warnings: grammatical errors, war?

A/N note: Let me know your opinion abt this story please! And also, do you want another part? Let me know please!!

Translations:

Em laik bounkola wamplei. - She's white death.

MINISERIES

Em laik bounkola wamplei.

They said.  Few people saw her, almost no one ever saw her.  She appeared unexpectedly, on the least expected occasions.  They had not seen her for ten years, and then she appeared.  They didn't see her for another 5 years and then she appeared again.

She still looked the same.  Young.  As if she didn't age.  Messy hair braided in complicated hairstyle and white pearls, she was in silver armor with a cream coat.  And that face.  Only her eyes shone in her face.  She had them painted in shining white.  She wore a silver sword in her silver belt, which she could fight very well.

People didn't like to whisper her name.  They were afraid they would call her.  She was very strong.  Everywhere she went, there was death.  People were afraid of her.

But it was not fair.  She has always fought on the side of justice.  On the good side.  She came when they really couldn't fight anymore.  She didn't talk to anyone, no one ever heard her say anything.  That's when white turned red.  Her white clothes were always covered in blood.

Who's this?  Where is she from?  People asked.  She always came alone.  In the clothes of no nation.  And no one has defeated her yet.

"It's Y / N," Lexa said without hesitation.  The advisers looked scared.

"You shouldn't pronounce that name, Commander," Titus told her.

Lexa rolled her eyes.  "I don't believe it. I don't believe these myths. Where is she? I want to see her with my own eyes and fight her."

"It's not a myth. It's a legend," Titus said, looking wary.

"Then let her come, if she exists," Lexa closed the subject and said goodbye to the others.

It was getting on her nerves already.  Everyone whispered only about her.  So where is she?  She didn't believe it.  She didn't feel like talking about it.  She won't come anyway.

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It was such an exhausting fight.  Blood ran down Lexa's face, she's not knowing if it was hers or someone else's.  She didn't have time to find out.

They didn't win.  They started to lose.  And she wasn't happy with that.  If they lose, the world will be ruled by a very bad side.  The time of eternal darkness will come.

She must not think that way!

She pulled her sword from her body when something suddenly blinded her.  She swore she heard fanfare.  And suddenly silence.  There was silence throughout the battle.

She opened her eyes.  She saw a white light that gradually turned into a white horse.  And a young woman.

"It's her. White death," someone whispered beside her.

She didn't even turn behind her voice.  She watched in astonishment as the young woman, covered in a cloak, fought.

Lexa didn't see anyone fight like that.  The daredevils ran to her, probably mainly to brag about killing a White Death.

And that was a mistake.

The White Death, whoever it was, killed them in a second.  Lexa watched as thousands of people fell to her beautiful legs.  And with a smile on their lips.

Who's this?  I want to see her face.

Lexa approached her without hesitation.  The White Death didn't even register her.  The white color gradually changed to red.

When she killed the last of the last in a few seconds, she looked up.

And Lexa sighed in astonishment.

She had never seen such beauty.  She swore she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

Y / N looked at her and then said.  "I'm a White Death and I'll only come when they need me, Lexa kom trikru."  She was heading for her horse.

And it was said that she never spoke.

Lexa ran to her.  She couldn't let her leave.

"Stay, please. I want to thank you,"

Y / N stopped for a moment.  She narrowed her eyes.  "And that by you don't believe I exist? By not believing that no one can defeat me? So I am inviting you to a duel in the sun tomorrow so that you have the honor of fighting me yourself. Come only if you want."  And with that, she quickly mounted the horse and galloped off.

Lexa watched in shock as the white light disappeared.

What just happened?  Was she challenged to a White Death duel?

She certainly won't survive.

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Starless Lovers {13}

Summary: They fell from the sky. We roamed the earth. We were always meant to clash. 

Warnings: The 100 Themes, Angst, Death, Blood, Unrequited Feelings, Slow Burn, Possibly more to come

Pairings: Lexa x Sister!Reader, Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader (eventual)

War was brewing. But with the defeat of Mount Weather, that war is now over. We’re living in peace now. And Skaikru is no longer the enemy. It’s time we learn,

Blood must not have blood.

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“It’s been four weeks. You have not left your room since we returned.” You glanced at Lexa as she walked towards you, shrugging slightly.

“Your point?”

Lexa shot you a look as she sat next to you on the balcony. 

“My point is I’m worried. This isn’t like you. What’s wrong?”

You slightly shook your head, looking back down at the sketchbook in your lap.

“Nothing’s wrong.”

You cut a glance at Lexa, nodding slightly.

“Where did Indra go? And don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about. I saw her sneaking out.”

“Indra is being Indra. I don’t need to know her whereabouts at every moment.”

You nodded slightly.

“Sure. But even up here, I’ve heard the whispers of Wanheda. And I am not an idiot.”

“I never said you were.”

“No, you didn’t.” 

Lexa hummed softly, turning her head and looking out over the balcony.

“Reina has been asking for you.”

You hummed softly, not bothering to give a response. You hadn’t seen Reina since before the war, in Tondc when Finn was reunited with those he killed. 

“She’s been quite persistent since she learned you were back.”

“She’s a determined girl.”

“She also misses you. She lost her brother. And you are like a sister to her. She thought she lost you.”

You cut a glance at Lexa.

“I’m your sister. And you thought the same.”

“Yes, you are and I did. But you’re not dead. You’re alive. And I know that, I’ve seen that. Reina hasn’t. You should see her.” 

You hummed softly, looking back down at the sketchbook.

“I will. In time.”

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Indra was leading the way, Monty, his mother, Kane and Pike behind her as Bellamy held up the rear when Pike slowed down to walk next to Bellamy.

“Can I ask you a question?”

Bellamy nodded slightly, still keeping an eye out as they walked.

“Last report we got on the Ark, you were under attack by grounders. What changed?”

“Turns out we had a common enemy.”

“What happened to them?”

Bellamy’s jaw clenched, memories of what happened in Mount Weather flashing as he responded.

“We killed them all.”

Pike went to say something else when Indra lifted her hand, turning slightly and muttering.

“Quiet. Listen.”

Bellamy slightly tilted his head to the side, and in the distance, the sound of heavy drums could be heard. Indra clenched her jaw, glaring.

“Azgeda.” Monty looked over at Indra, slightly making a face.

“You can tell it’s Ice Nation from the sound?”

“No, from them.”

Indra pointed to the two dead bodies on the ground nearby.Pike stepped forward, slightly shaking his head.

“We need to get those bodies off the field unless you’re good with them thinking we did this.”

Kane nodded. “Go, hurry.”

Bellamy was looking through the scope of his gun when he stopped.

“Wait! Two people, twelve o’clock. It’s Clarke!”

Bellamy lowered his gun, about to run towards her when Pike moved in front of him, stopping him.

“Get out of my way!”

“You’ll never make it in time.”

“He’s right, look.”

Monty pointed towards the army that was now closer.

“No way we get across without being seen.”

“We should stay low, let the army pass, then we find Clarke.”

Monty looked around, spotting a cave. They grabbed the two dead bodies as they made their way to the cave, Indra looking up at Kane.

“I can’t go with you.”

“Why?”

“Ice Nation has crossed the border. They’re marching against my Commander. I have to warn her. Riheda will be preparing for war.”

Bellamy lifted his head at your title. He hadn’t seen, or heard from you since you had been reunited with your sister a month ago.

“We’ll get Clarke.”

Indra nodded.

“You better. If the Ice Queen get’s her, we’ll be at war.”

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“Wanheda, ai swega klin.” (Wanheda, as promised)

You lifted your head from where you sat, watching as Roan removed the bag, Clarke slightly shaking her head as she looked up, looking around from her kneeling position, her eyes hardening as Lexa stepped forward.

“Hello, Clarke.”

Lexa stood in front of her, looking her over before she looked up at Roan.

“The deal was for you to bring her to me unharmed.”

“She didn’t come easy.”

Lexa sighed softly, nodding.

“I expect not.”

“I’ve done my part, now do yours. Lift my banishment.”

“I’m told your mother’s army marches on Polis.”

“That has nothing to do with me. Honor our deal.”

“I’ll honor our deal when your Queen honors my coalition. Lock Prince Roan of Azgeda away.”

Two guards went to grab Roan when he tried to fight back, two more appearing and helping remove Roan from the room, leaving Lexa, yourself, Indra and Titus with Clarke. 

“Gon osir we.” (Leave us)

Titus shared a look with Indra, Lexa looking back at them.

“You heard me.”

Indra and Titus bowed their heads slightly before they left the room.

“Sis em au op.” (help her up)

You watched as Clarke was helped up, Lexa pulling the gag from Clarke’s mouth, Clarke glaring at her.

“It had to be this way. I had to ensure Wanheda didn’t fall into the hands of the Ice Queen. War is brewing, Clarke. I need you.”

You tensed when Clarke spit on Lexa, charging towards her. You nodded, the two guards still in the room grabbing CLarke, Clarke fighting in their hold as they pulled her back.

“You bitch. You wanted the Commander of Death, you got her. I’ll kill you.”

They dragged her out of the room, Clarke yelling.

“No!”

You watched as Leca wiped her face, turning and walking out onto the balcony. You sighed softly, moving to follow after her, sitting down on the chair while she leaned on the ledge of the balcony.

“Well, that could’ve gone better.”

“I’m not in the mood.”

“Hey, I’m just trying to make you feel better.”

“Well, it’s not working. Don’t you have something better to do?”

“Then make my little sister feel better, no.”

You slightly shook your head.

“Nothing is better or more important than you.”

“I’d like to be alone. And you should be with the war council, preparing.”

“They can wait.”

“Esme, please.”

You sighed softly, standing up.

“I’ll be setting up sentries for the border. And then, after I deal with the war council, I’ll be back, no matter what you say.”

“Go, I’ll be fine.” 

You walked towards her, giving her a half hug, lightly tapping your head against hers.

“Ai hod in yu, ai deimeika.” (I love you my sun)

Lexa leaned into you, lightly returning your soft tap.

“En ai yu, ai riskishana.” (and I you my moon)

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