#qualifying round: Canonverse

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pairing: Erwin/Levi

summary: At no particular place or time, Erwin and Levi were together, and now in ways both beyond Levi's most hopeful dreams and anxious nightmares. What does it mean to be together? There is no rulebook for this.

They'll make their own.

content/warnings: fluffy, hurt/comfort, canonverse, established relationship, Levi needs a hug so bad, DC (cutting/sh), low self-esteem, Levi has ocd, intimacy, lack of communication | 5.4k

note: here i am posting a longfic on my tumblr after many centuries of not👍 why not? even though it’s ship content on tumblr.com? well i’m bored also, there is a graphic scene of sh which can be skipped by passing the *******

ohhh and for the uninitiated, this series is a part of a bigger series on my ao3 about my favorite ships being virgins😌this is the final one, with this ch serving as a prologue.

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Just speak. Just ask, ‘Hey, Erwin.’ 'Hey, Blondie. Serious question.’ Speak. You won’t have this type of privacy again for the rest of the day, and then you’ll be too weak yet again to just ask.

“Is there anything you wanted to add to your report, Levi?”

Erwin had been sifting through files on the shelves, but his head is turned to look at him now. Levi just submitted recommendations for two new potential squad leaders to replace the dead. He could elaborate to cover up the fact he stood there for too long, ask, or just say no, and seem suspicious.

What he has been trying to do for a week is to ask Erwin on a date—it’s not like it’s a crazy leap. They’ve been together in this way for a while, known each other much longer, and it’s not the first time they’ve had a date. Only, Erwin has ever asked.

He has poured over all the different ways and settings Erwin has asked: slipping the question into whatever conversation effortlessly with an almost boyish hopefulness… his voice containing a charming lilt to get Levi’s attention. His eyes are impossible to look away from, excited and yet subdued to play off that excitement. And he’s so romantic… it’s impossible not to get flustered. That’s the way Erwin is.

And anyway, Erwin wouldn’t laugh in his face like Levi almost did straight after the first time they kissed, but.

Levi isn’t a people person, or charismatic, or that suave unless you count being a smartass. He can’t express himself like Erwin does, even when he genuinely feels hopeful and excited at the prospect of asking Erwin on a date himself.

Plus, he has an idea in mind already. It took a while to think up, wanting to be original, which excluded horseback-riding in the country, reading together, and so on, because Erwin is too good at dating. Of course he is, having committed to a woman for quite some time in his past (who is now Nile’s wife).

'I’ve gotten tired of sleeping in that chair. For once, we should share the bed.’

To be even more fair, Levi sleeps near Erwin most nights, but never in his bed. A chair sits near a small round table at the window. In the beginning, sleeping there meant creeping in at the middle of the night. Levi won’t think of himself as a brat that needs coddling after a nightmare, but… the proximity to Erwin helps. And those mornings, neither of them mentions it.

For not the first time, he wonders if sleeping in the same bed even qualifies as a date idea. And that question saps the rest of the wind from his sails.

“…No,” he answers. He wants to slip out in the next two seconds, but he’s forced to leave as casually as he came in to save face. He reserves his weak knees and closed lungs for the hallway.

A groan of frustration gets lodged in his throat as his fists curl by his sides. He failed again.

His feet begin to walk without any command or goal. He decides to go back to his own quarters just downstairs to rein his thoughts and feelings in so they aren’t overwhelming when he can’t afford them to be. Case in point, when he and Erwin have dinner this evening, like they do most evenings.

A fresh rush of anxiety plunges into the pit in his stomach. He walks faster.

He deserves another punishment for his cowardice. He planned that in advance—if he failed again, he’d do it again. The same way he always punishes himself.

Adjacent to his office, inside his personal quarters and his bathroom, he kneels, and slides out the false bottom of a bathroom drawers. Contained in it are three closed switchblades, from small and relatively dull to a switchblade Levi would and has brought to a major fight; plus one razor.

He plucks out the razor blade. Familiar. Damning.

The only reason he keeps all these supplies, and needs a hiding place, is because he fails at expectations, set by himself or otherwise.

It’d be considered stupid to do it, knowing how much damage just one cut can do. But he of course knows how to keep it clean. Very few have ever gotten infected, and not since leaving the Underground.

It’s true that since he lost… his friends, that punishments accelerated over the months. It’s been a few years, and he hasn’t gone back to his plain method as a teenager.

Like when he was learning to read and write, and on a day he didn’t improve, he would then slip into a place he wouldn’t be found and punish himself, before he became Captain.

Getting reprimanded by superior officers never bothered him. He was then surprised when it began to, as it bothered Erwin somewhere around the time he was sworn in as Commander. After all, Levi was promoted the same day from nothing. Failing Erwin became a grievous offense in his mind.

(It was considered favoritism to skip ranks, but Erwin argued that it was a long time coming. Levi’s skill spoke for itself, but Shadis always held a grudge against him for being himself, which was fair enough.)

Ironically, Erwin would hate if he knew he harmed himself, no matter the reason. That’s why he won’t understand that he deserves this.

He tells himself that. And he tells himself he will stop when he stops failing. An impossible goal, but a goal.

An excuse. If he didn’t get some sick satisfaction out of this, he should dread it more and think about it less. With an ensuing wave of nausea, he knows that.

Well, he deserves punishment for wallowing in his own self-pity too. The cycle continues.

**********

He rolls up his sleeve. Sitting on the edge of the tub, a cloth pinned between his thigh and the top of his arm, and drags the razor idly down below his wrist, out of the way of his veins.

His skin opens in the blade’s wake, flashing white before blood floods the surface and rapidly rolls down. Vicious stinging shoots like a star, searing the wound. He sighs to himself.

It would hurt worse over his ankles or collarbones, or the undersides of his thighs, but it’s not worth his error in this case. Scars of different severity and immense number litter those places, less elsewhere, but they exist just about everywhere. Sometimes, they can be passed off among ones he didn’t cause.

And besides, he wants three together. This is the third time he failed.

He brings the sharp edge down again, evenly spacing the wounds apart. He’s bleeding quite a bit.

With a grueling start, he realizes there isn’t enough unmarred room for the third.

Too bad. Maybe if you weren’t so careless, like you’re careless with him.

It’s fine. He cuts into the scar tissue, applying more force to do so, and inhales sharply as the tough skin opens. His hand doesn’t shake.

The perfect parallel lines get muddled under the streams of blood, which quickly bleed into the washcloth.

He washes off quickly to make sure. It’s acceptable.

**********

That’s three times, three times, three times he’s chickened out on asking Erwin on a stupid date. He just can’t reciprocate like he wants badly to—and he doesn’t know why. He’s so underqualified for a relationship, let alone this one, he can’t help but think. He’s not good enough.

But that’s not an option. Erwin sees something in him, something worthy of his companionship.

Maybe Erwin just hasn’t seen enough of his soul to change his mind.

But… Erwin doesn’t make flippant decisions—in fact he has perfect judgment. Besides, the fact that they are involved like this at all will destroy whoever dies first, and one of them will. That sacrifice can’t be understated. Erwin can’t be wrong about him.

But he doesn’t understand. He can’t understand.

He tapes on a roll of bandage and secures it with a clip. The punishment is done. It feels like enough. It’s fucking deluded, but he can’t ignore the inner tranquility he feels from fulfilling the pattern, the push to do it right next time.

The sunset is turning orange when he walks down to the mess hall and grabs a tray of dinner (two tender rolls and a watery vegetable soup), plus Erwin’s. His comes with a few thick cuts of smoked ham on the side because he’s the Commander. As he deserves.

Levi retrieves it himself both to take some of the load off Erwin’s busy days and so the meat actually gets to him. He often refuses, being too humble; he dislikes special treatment, but as far as Levi’s concerned, it’s his, so he should take it.

Levi feels optimistic after the woman at the counter who hands him the food wishes him a good night, as he inhales the smoky smell of summer in the brisk breeze, but he should attest part of that to the fading rush of what he did earlier.

It isn’t adrenaline. There’s something inherently wrong with him, he’s pretty sure.

Come on. Show him you care already.

With the two trays perfectly balanced in his hand and on his arm, he briskly knocks and comes in without announcing himself like usual. Erwin is still at his desk unsurprisingly, working on papers he looks up from when the door closes behind him.

He spots the tray of food at the same time Levi does the steaming cups of tea he made in advance, and blushes.

“Thank you, Levi.”

Erwin promptly sets his things aside, clearing space so that Levi can set down the tray. Sitting next to him in his own chair (except this one doesn’t swivel), Levi slides his tea over.

“Back at you.”

They eat in tranquil silence, mostly. Erwin does most of the chatting about his day while Levi listens, sometimes giving his own input, and glaring whenever Erwin covertly slides the small plate of ham in his direction.

“Come, Levi. Maybe the extra protein will help you grow.”

He hums sarcastically. “Only stilts will help me now. Don’t bother.”

Erwin laughs. “Perhaps I’ll invest in stilts.”

“Don’t you dare.”

Something about that laugh makes him remember what he wanted to ask. Suddenly he loses his appetite, with only a little left on his plate. He finishes eating anyway.

Somehow Erwin notices his shift in mood. Supported maybe by that awkward moment earlier.

Finally, Levi sits back in his chair, holding his hands over his lap as he stares pensively out at nothing. Erwin pretends he doesn’t notice as he groups their dirty dishes together.

“Erwin,” he manages. Fortunately it doesn’t come out in a croak. “Serious question.”

Someone knocks on the door. A woman’s voice calls out, “Trays?”

Levi inwardly cringes at the way he startled by the sudden noise. Erwin makes an impatient sound, and tells him ‘one moment’ before picking them up and crossing the room.

Levi doesn’t pay much attention. But he still pick up on how flustered the Scout sounds that the Commander himself would bring the dirty food tray to her, as if he didn’t do the bare minimum. Taking it in stride as always, Erwin is polite when he tells her it’s no problem.

It’s almost like fate wants him to fail. Levi taps his forearm three times, hidden under the desk. He probably only looks mildly irritated, but inside, he’s a nervous wreck.

Erwin comes back too soon and yet not soon enough, now turned in his chair to face him. Levi forces himself to look him in the eye.

“What was your question?”

“Date,” he blurts out. “We should… date. Make one happen.”

Not exactly a question. His cheeks instantly feel fiery hot as soon as he manages that much. Erwin begins to smile, then more, and hides it behind his hand.

He narrows his eyes. “What.”

“You’re…” A chuckle escapes him. “It’s nothing. You're—just cute. Don’t glare, Levi!—You’re making it worse!” he laughs.

Levi rubs his fist across his mouth as if to erase the blush stretching to his ears. Cute. His mind goes blank.

“What did you have in mind?” Erwin asks, still smiling, but openly now.

For a moment Levi doesn’t even remember the idea he had, before it dawns on him. He repeats it the way he planned: “It’s nothing groundbreaking. I’ve gotten tired of sleeping in that chair. So for once, we should share the bed.”

Erwin’s eyes go a little wide, clearly enthused. “Good idea.”

He crosses his arms. “Sure it is,“ he retorts. "Still. I really put my blood sweat and tears into coming up with it.”

“It’s a great idea,” he amends. “Would this date be only for one night?”

He’s teasing him. Levi pouts. “That depends on if I have to ask every time.”

“That’s tempting… but no.”

“Good answer. If it still qualifies as a date at that point.”

Erwin chuckles, still looking at him with those stars in his eyes. Levi fails to see what’s funny.

“I’ve come to the conclusion that time planned to spend together qualifies.”

He blinks. “Even slumped at your desk working?”

“Even then.”

“I see.”

That changes everything. Not for the first time, he wishes there was a handbook for this. If he knew he didn’t have to agonize over this so much, well, he could’ve spent less time in agony.

Well it worked out. The question that’s left is whether he’s a bad bedmate, if he does sleep. When he was young, he was both taught and learned the hard way that there’s no other time you’re most vulnerable than asleep, especially laying down and confined under covers. But he will be next to Erwin, which is a variable to consider.

He feels giddy.

“Do you have anything comfortable to wear?” Erwin asks. His raised brow lets him know that they both know the answer to that.

“What’re you implying?”

“A solution.”

Levi crosses his arms, following Erwin with his eyes as he crosses his office, to his personal quarters. When he looks back, he stands and follows.

For some reason, a wave of peace follows closing the door. It’s not because his quarters are nice (although they very much are, but just as decorated as Levi’s, which is hardly), or even because it’s familiar. It’s a unique air, unique only to Erwin. He feels comfortable within the smells of trimmed pine needles, laundry, and a scent relative to fresh cinnamon.

Feeling comfortable is a conflicting concept to him. Everyone likes feeling comfortable, but it’s alien to him. Unknown. And the unknown is dangerous.

He lets it go. If any emergency could possibly come up, he’ll take care of it.

A walk-in closet is attached to Erwin’s large bedroom. Levi always thought that his bed looks too big for even him, and the last time Levi slept on a mattress like that must’ve been when he was very young. For no reason he can define, nervousness pricks him again.

“I doubt any of my pants could fit you.” Erwin gestures with his hand to shirts hanging up. “What about those?”

He has worn Erwin’s clothes before. The only reason it’s not reciprocated is because it’s impossible.

He pretends to spend a minute rifling through them and deciding. Contrary to what most may believe, most of Erwin’s casual clothes are soft to the touch. Cardigans, tunic sweaters, simple loose shirts with minimal buttons, woolen things.

Levi has no taste in fashion, really. There’s his uniform, and whatever works that presents the image he wants to present while hiding his body. With or without the self-inflicted scars, his body being looked at by most, just in concept, makes him uncomfortable.

He stops that tumultuous train of thought before it can fall into a ravine, and picks out a simple long-sleeved shirt, almost painfully soft to the touch, and looks up at him. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, Levi.”

Levi worries the inside of his cheek, and then tips his chin up. Smiling softly, Erwin leans down and kisses him.

He changes in the bathroom, and inspects himself in the mirror just long enough and with enough attention to detail to gauge that he has nothing to straighten out.

The obvious is his lack of pants. He wouldn’t mind wearing just boxer briefs in front of Erwin if it weren’t for his scars. The most line the undersides of his thighs, but there are thick scars on his thighs in general; the tops of his feet too, and the bony parts of his ankles. Visible for their milky color when they aren’t severe. A few sloppily ripped into his skin as a relic of blind violence.

But luckily, the shirt’s thin material sways around his mid-thighs like a summer dress. You wouldn’t be able to tell that he’s wearing underwear at all.

The sleeves swallow his hands if he lets them, so he rolls them up just enough to cover his wrists, and checks himself in the mirror a final time. He chose a shirt with a snug collar on purpose to hide the scars on his collarbones and neck, but it still just manages not to slide off his shoulder. Well, they won’t be seen in the dark.

It’s good. It’s Erwin’s.

He notices his heart is pounding, a thick and foreboding drumbeat in his chest, and he’s a little short of breath. He should enjoy himself—but there’s so much that could go wrong. Waking up Erwin with a nightmare, or…

Enough. He spreads his fingers and taps them together three times, and does the same to his bandaged forearm. Like a sturdy shield being constructed in his mind from what-if’s. That makes him feel better.

He kills the lantern with a twist of the knob, and turns the brass doorknob that feeds into the bedroom. It’s dimly lit by a candle on the bedside, which smells strongly of lavender. Erwin looks up when he does so.

He sits on the edge of the bed, also in boxers and a shirt, which makes his heart flutter. Did he do that because of the summer heat, or to make Levi feel less awkward? He doesn’t want to think about it.

He stands, the door not even opened all the way so as to hide his legs.

He looks pointedly at the tall candle, and back to Erwin. He obediently pinches it out without question.

It’s darker, but by light of the waxing moon piercing faintly through the curtains, he can still see his way to Erwin’s bed. He wants to lay closest to the door, where Erwin is sitting.

He doesn’t move at all, though. Not until Levi is near enough to take his hand. Erwin brings it to his lips, and presses a kiss to his knuckles.

The lump in his throat appears again with a vengeance.

“What’re you doing…?” he murmurs.

“Kissing you, my love,” he softly replies.

His heart leaps, his breathing stammers.

He pushes Erwin down to the bed and plants himself on top, seizing his collar with both hands and kissing him hard.

He’s straddling Erwin’s waist. They gravitate to each other as naturally as rain to the earth, with Erwin matching his passion breath for breath, and his arms thrown around him to bring him down closer. Like he wanted this just as badly as Levi didn’t know he did.

Doesn’t he? Levi has made fantasies out of desires plenty of times; being underneath Erwin in bed or below him in his office, with his warm hands completely encompassing his upper thighs, no mind paid to the battlefield his body is. But those fantasies always cut themselves off after a certain point, when they begin to hurt. They sour.

One more aspect of their intimate relationship that has troubled him immensely is being hurt when the time comes.

He has no qualms about pleasuring Erwin when at the cost of his own pain, but the pain is the reason the fantasies end—when Erwin finishes undressing him or pushes him down. It’s easy to imagine the shame, and on the outside, the aches, pains, and bruises after the fact, and hates his imagining. In the mirror, he’ll see his mother’s face.

But it’s a fact he should accept soon. It’s going to hurt, and Erwin will be the one to inflict it on him. Pain changes nothing, because he knows that Erwin feels about Levi the same way he does him.

It’s normal. And it makes him abnormal for thinking so, but he could never imagine himself in Erwin’s position.

The way his daydreams about Erwin—the beginnings of them—turned him on cemented that decision. He should get over it. Erwin is so good to him, better than Levi could ever have dreamed of being treated. He will get over it.

At the top of his chest, turmoil twists his insides as Erwin lovingly strokes his waist, under his shirt. That, and his belly roiling with heat is a distressing and strange combination.

He hears himself whine as their tongues slide together, tasting mint and his warm mouth. Erwin, grasping at his shirt like Levi is the only thing he ever wanted. It feels good.

That isn’t right.

But he’s not allowed to stop him.

After what feels like forever, Erwin rolls them over so he’s finally underneath him. The shift has Levi’s shirt ride up his middle.

He cards his fingers through soft blond hair, opening his legs and hooking his teeth in Erwin’s bottom lip to play off the terror creeping inside and making a home in his blood.

Erwin groans. Levi hates that he wants to cry, like a pathetic brat.

At least his scars can’t be noticed in the dark. And Erwin will be happy. He simply grips Erwin’s shirtsleeves and focuses on obeying.

Levi gasps down his throat when Erwin pushes his hips down against his own. The front of his boxers is hard, much bigger and a little harder than his own.

The lash of amazing friction makes him grip tighter, and moan, and that lump in his throat grow even heavier. This is moving so fast it’s hard to keep up. He wants to roll over and curl into a ball.

He lets it happen and makes no effort to move one way or the other. He should just be grateful that it hasn’t sunk in yet.

Their joined hands slide his shirt up more. It’s dark in this room, but not so dark that Erwin won’t spot the bandage. He doesn’t want him to see, but maybe he can just lie and brush it off. If he noticed an injury on Levi he didn’t know about, he wouldn’t let it go until he knew what happened.

That’s too much right now. He wants to get this over with so it can be over. Even though there will be a next time, he always knew the first time would be the most difficult to get through. After, he’ll find ways to get used to it, but he will always enjoy giving Erwin pleasure. There is nothing Levi wouldn’t go through for him.

Their lips part for a moment so Levi’s shirt can come off. In their haste, their hands touch again, and even through the darkness, veiled in shadows, it’s clear to feel how badly Levi is shaking.

Erwin makes his worst fear come true by pausing. They’re both breathing hard. Erwin faintly squeezes his hand and gazes down at him encouragingly.

“You’re not the only one who’s nervous.”

Levi opens his mouth to say he’s not, but the words can’t come out. Does Erwin want to get this over with like he does? That hurts, so much worse than if Erwin didn’t feel anything.

He’s shaking like a leaf, and it’s hard to breathe now. He feels his control unraveling, like a roof collapsing. That’s not even the most distressing thing of all, but it’s close.

Erwin unhands his shirt, bringing their hands down over Levi’s wildly racing heart.

“What’s wrong?”

He shakes his head in attempts to be dismissive. It’s one thing to ruin something, but another to feel it happening as you do it.

“I’m fine,” he grits out. “Just do it.”

“Do… Do what?”

“Why do you sound so confused?” he sneers. It’s much, much easier to be angry than… whatever this is. “I’m not going to resent you. Hurry up.”

Erwin does the exact opposite of hurry up. He leans back. “…I think we’re both confused. The only reason you’d resent me is if… I hurt you. Do you think that’s what I want to do?”

Levi stares at him through the darkness. The more he does, the clearer is the outline of Erwin’s perplexed and troubled look, and especially his eyes. They’re bright in the dark.

His silence is answer enough.

“This isn’t supposed to be painful,” Erwin says, intentionally even. An honest, logical statement. Levi keeps staring, eyes growing wider.

Erwin leans back more so he’s sitting up and climbs off of him, while he’s more or less frozen still.

“You know that you can tell me to stop, don’t you?”

The answer is no. But that’s when the answer to his ongoing discomfort clicks. The biggest reason he resented those fantasies is because Erwin wouldn’t put him through pain.

He is suddenly crushed by guilt.

“What made you think you couldn’t?” he asks softly. Levi tenses up. Even now, Erwin is being kind and thoughtful towards him.

What is the answer?—because he has to muster one. Living his life? He’s never had true experience, but he has experiences. And they teach.

“…I was born in the Underground,” he states. Like the cold conciseness of silence, that should be answer enough.

Erwin knows of some details. Their pasts in general never come up on purpose, but when they sometimes do, they do talk. Even though Levi willingly expands on his past less than 'sometimes’, and he remembers very little about his childhood, Erwin knows what that answer means.

Levi finally, and slowly, sits up. “…Don’t even wonder if it’s your fault.”

Erwin nods in the dark. He sighs, like a weight has been lifted. “Levi… It will never hurt. And we’ll always want to, the entire time. If that changes, we’ll stop. I need you to know that.”

A little voice wants him to believe that Erwin is exaggerating, or that those rules apply only to themselves because Levi is too weak to go through actual sex.

Maybe that’s that problem. He keeps thinking of it like ‘going through’ it. If it’s like he says and everyone involved is supposed to ‘enjoy’ it, then that shouldn’t be the case.

“…Even when… it’s being done to you?” he asks.

Erwin innocently places his hand on his knee. “Nothing is being done to anyone. It’s equal. Sometimes that intentionally doesn’t seem like the case, but in the end it always will be. Anything else… is an attack.”

“…I see.”

Levi thinks through what he’s just learned. What she went through then… was just pain.

While on the other side of the bed, Erwin turns on a lantern as low as it can light, to avoid the abrasive brightness of a candle. Erwin, always thinking of him.

He sits beside him. Levi sits up a little straighter so they resemble more of an equal height.

“Were those your intentions from the start?” Erwin asks.

He scoffs. “No. My lame idea was real. But when you did what you did earlier, I just… wanted…”

He struggles. What did he want? What he can never have?

“…I wanted to ease the burden for you. You couldn’t have predicted it would be like this.”

“The burden of what?”

It’s one of those very rare moments when Erwin sounds downright confused. Levi meets his eye intently then pointedly looks down at himself with a vague gesture between them.

“Not in general. Just,” he scoffs again. He takes Erwin’s limp hand. “About this.”

“…L-evi.”

He’s shocked again. Erwin’s voice breaks in one word. He hopes he’s mishearing. There is so much they experience to be depressed about. He can’t be another cause.

Levi lets him go and folds his knees to his chest, taking a shivering breath in. “I’m not good at this. I’m not even passing at it. For you. I can’t seem to be…”

Erwin turns towards him to compensate for the distance he created. “Levi, who ever said I needed you to be anything?”

It’s frankly impossible to see what face he’s making in the dark until he leans in closer, and he can feel Erwin’s presence close to his leg, and listen to his words more clearly.

“You have your own mind. That’s not a detriment. This…” He squeezes his knee. “…is not a challenge. It’s nothing you need to train for. When I don’t understand something new, it’s easy to see it as such.

"Whether something is a challenge or not, learning is always at the root. You’re not a burden because you’re learning. If you ever have any doubts, you are not a burden to me.”

It dawns on him when of course Erwin explains it. He… still doesn’t understand how he can be good enough just by being, but it’s not his responsibility to pick apart Erwin’s feelings.

No mastering this? No general technique? He needs several moments to process.

Feelings and what to do with them have never presented any technique or mastery. They’re fluid, sometimes complex, and often enough messy. And intrinsically connected to sex.

He doesn’t know his feelings, what to do with them, how to pick them apart or even name them.

But he would do anything to see Erwin smile. He doesn’t want Erwin to leave him behind. He wants to kiss Erwin, be held in such a deep and warm embrace, and listen to him talk. Levi won’t touch that feeling with a thirty-foot pole.

But Erwin would do those things for him. Including help him learn about this.

Levi sighs silently. “I didn’t know there was anything you don’t understand,” he retorts.

Erwin chuckles to himself, but there’s little humor in it. “As people, I think that’s always the case. But if you want proof, I haven’t done what you proposed earlier either.”

Oh.

Levi practically gawks, mostly unseen, but Erwin can read his shocked silence.

“Is that surprising?”

He sounds satisfied with himself. Levi scoffs. “It’s surprising you felt any need to spell it out.”

“I do know some things. But the learning has yet to happen.”

He huffs, reaching and playfully flicking his ear.

He snickers and tries to snag Levi’s wrist. Levi’s faster, though, and takes his hand, then both his hands. Erwin playfully struggles, knowing he can’t win. Eventually Levi gets fed-up and hugs his arms. At that point, his laughter has become infectious, and the sensation of his lips stretching into a smile is odd-feeling.

Levi brews some calming tea to soothe their woes, and as usual, in silence that’s comfortable. It warms his belly. At around midnight, it’s time for their date.

Going back to bed is easy, just something that he gets used to. The silky sheets feel like just as much of an embrace as Erwin, curled up behind him does. The pillow under his head is plush like a cloud, and although it’s summer, it’s not uncomfortably warm.

Sleep is difficult to reach, but he didn’t expect much different. After Erwin’s breathing becomes slow and even, Levi’s mind continues to race, but he can’t pinpoint what he’s even thinking.

He thinks… that he likes not liking feeling comfortable next to Erwin. Something to learn.

It felt good, earlier. His weight pressing him down, or the drag against his cock right as he throbbed. He would like to try it again. Soon.

Thoughts and wonderings blur more and more until his mind is subdued and quiet. He falls asleep long before dawn, which is saying something.

When dawn does break, in some odd turn of events, he slept like a rock, not having moved an inch. Erwin however is more intertwined with him than before, legs tangled and his breath soft and slow at the back of his neck. His arm is Levi’s pillow..

To none of his surprise, he likes waking up next to Erwin.

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snowbell

by thelittlefanpire

The 100 | Blake Siblings + Braven | Snow White AU | Girl!Bellamy | TROPED

Inspired by the Qualifying Round of Madness 1.0 & Round 1 of Throwback @troped-fanfic-challenge || Theme: Canonverse | Character: Bellamy Blake | Tropes: Fairy Tale AU + Good Guy as a Villian/Villian as a Good Guy + Non-linear storytelling + Dæmons AU

A canonverse retelling of Snow White.

[a series of unfinished fics—24/50]

[troped-fanfic-challenge]

It’s National Fairy Tale Day!

In honor of that, and TROPED MADNESS 2.0 starting on Monday, here’s some Bellamy-centric Canonverse Fairy Tale AUs from the Qualifying Round of Madness 1.0!

when the party's over by safeandsound13 @captaindaddykru (Rated T) [Bellamy & Octavia] || moodboard

Summary: Bellamy goes into the anomaly to save Octavia. What he finds, is a trail of bodies.

{Or a Canonverse take on Hansel & Gretel}

to dream about a life (where you’re the shining star) by ProbablyVoldemort @probably-voldemort (Rated T) [Bellamy x Murphy] || moodboard

Summary: Bellamy has been dreaming about going to the coalition’s annual Camp Rock since he was a kid. The chance to escape his life and his step-father and spend his days travelling between clans and singing. This year, he finally has a chance to go–as a chef.

Murphy hated what came of Clarke’s treaty with the Grounders, but even he knew it could’ve been worse. But that didn’t mean he wanted to spend his time performing for the people who had kidnapped and tortured him. He could do it, though. He could sing at whatever the fuck Camp Rock was, and he could help pick whichever winner the Grounders wanted him to pick. He could play nice. That didn’t mean he had to like it.

{or a Canonverse take on Cinderella}

don’t be who you were by sapphictomaz @lexasheart (Rated T) [Bellamy & Charmaine Diyoza]

Summary: Bellamy’s forced to stay in the bunker, alone, for six years. Diyoza trapped alone on her ship. They find a way to help each other survive, because that’s what they know how to do.

{or a Canonverse take on Rapunzel}

Straight On Until Morning by she_who_the_river_could_not_hold @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold (Rated G) [Bellamy & Kane] || moodboard

Summary: Bellamy and his unruly band of Delinquents have been living life as they wish. Their days are filled with games and exploring while their nights are spent coordinating attacks against the dreaded Wanheda and her Mountain Men. It’s all fun and games in a world where no one gets older.

But then a strange man appears one day and Marcus Kane provides a reality check to Bellamy that he’s not prepared to accept.

{or a Canonverse take on Peter Pan}

Where is the path to Wonderland? by sparklyfairymira @sparklyfairymira (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke]

Summary: Separated from their friends in the Anomaly, Clarke and Bellamy find themselves lost in a world so different from their own.

{or a Canonverse take on Alice In Wonderland}

The Storyteller by thelittlefanpire @thelittlefanpire (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke] || moodboard

Summary: A heartbroken Commander, betrayed by her beloved, vows to slay each and every one of her future lovers after they’ve spent their first night together.

Bellamy Blake, the latest to be taken into the Commander of Death’s chambers, will try to save his life by weaving a succession of tales to the woman that lasts for one thousand and one nights.

{or a Canonverse take on 1001 Nights}

Brother Knows Best by Dylanobrienisbatman @dylanobrienisbatman (Rated G) [Bellamy & Octavia] || moodboard

Summary: Octavia grew up in a cave, hidden from the world, with only her brother to care for her. He kept her safe, safe from a world where people like her, where nightbloods, were hunted and slaughtered.

But even with so much danger, she longs to see the world, so when a handsome stranger stumbles into their cave, she makes her escape to spend one night out under the stars.

But in just one night, she begins to wonder if everything she’d grown up believing was true after all.

{or a Canonverse take on Rapunzel}

The Sixth Bride by Shen_Gong_Oops @shen-gong-oops (Rated M) [Bellamy x Roan] || moodboard

Summary: For their wedding, Roan gifted him an antique skeleton key attached to a thin, leather cord. Rough, callous fingertips grazed the base of his neck as they secured the necklace in place. While his husband allowed him full reign of the tower, the key provided access to the only room he barred Bellamy from entering. He was never to set foot in the sole room on the highest floor. Into Roan’s private reprieve from the world.

And to be fair, Bellamy respected Roan’s right to privacy - for a while.

{or a Canonverse take on Bluebeard}

Gunning for Glory by teeandrainbows @reggieshamster (Rated T) [Bellamy x Gina] || moodboard

Summary: While on a routine mission for Kane, Bellamy comes across a mystery girl who points him towards a treasure trove that might prove useful for Arkadia, but danger lurks up every spiraling staircase. It may just be the distraction he needs, though, to get over Clarke leaving.

{or a Canonverse take on Jack and the Beanstalk}

On the Ground and What Bellamy Found There by elle_stone @kinetic-elaboration (Rated G) [General] || moodboard

Summary: Bellamy has a prophetic dream.

{or a Canonverse take on Alice in Wonderland}

There’s Gonna Be a Party When the Wolf Comes Home by kuklash @kuklash (Rated T) [General] || moodboard

Summary: “Dante?” she asks, her voice a mixture of confusion and surprise.

Bellamy straightens the nameplate on his desk, and the gold plaque reflects the dim fluorescent lights above him. He taps it twice, drawing her attention to the words “Dante Wallace” written in a fancy script.

“That’s what they call me.”

{or a Canonverse take on Little Red Riding Hood}

No Ordinary Apple by andthelightbulbclicks @andthelightbulbclicks (Rated T) [Bellamy & Josephine] || moodboard

Summary: When Josephine awakens in Clarke Griffin’s body, she has no reason to believe anything about her reincarnation is anything out of the ordinary.

Then she learns that Clarke was far from a willing host and meets Bellamy Blake.

She doesn’t expect to become invested in their love story, and she certainly doesn’t plan on risking her own like to make things right.

And yet, here she is. All in the name of true love.

{or a Canonverse take on Snow White}

seeds in silence (exploded in riot) by justbecauseyoubelievesomething @justbecauseyoubelievesomething (Rated T) [Bellamy & Clarke] || moodboard

Summary: Seeds. Not the modified seeds Farm Station constantly churns out in unending batches. Genuine seeds. Earth seeds.

The kind of seeds that the scientists from Alpha will sell their souls for.

Doctor Griffin talks a lot about genetics and lost patterns, but Bellamy’s mind is a million miles away. He can get anything he wants for Octavia and his mom. He can make it so Octavia doesn’t have to live in hiding. He can bring the chancellor himself to his knees, if he’s careful enough.

{or a Canonverse take on Jack and the Beanstalk}

2199 Nights by Mobi_On_A_Mission @mobi-on-a-mission (Rated M) [Bellamy x Clarke] || moodboard

Summary: Every day, the Commander Bellamy took a new wife and executed her the next morning, until one day his fleimkepa’s daughter volunteered. She kept him entertained with tales of far-off places, sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise…

{or a Canonverse take on 1001 Nights}

i’ve got a heart in me (i swear) by hopskipaway @hopskipaway (Rating T) [Bellamy x Murphy] || moodboard

Summary: Belonging was not a familiar word in the Book of John Murphy.

That was a fact that seemed grounded in concrete; what he wouldn’t give to stumble upon a sledgehammer someday and be reunited with his bruised and feeble, but still beating, heart.

{or a Canonverse take on The Ugly Duckling}

we’d up and fly (if there were wings for flying) by the_most_beautiful_broom @the-most-beautiful-broom (Rated G) [Bellamy x Clarke] || moodboard

Summary: Bellamy and Wells are held captive and interrogated by the Grounders, and when he returns to Arkadia, Bellamy finds some things have changed.

{or a Canonverse take on Robin Hood}

How to Kill a Two-Headed Turkey by vmreed @vmreed (Rated T) [Bellamy & Octavia] || moodboard

Summary: After everyone at camp collapses from a mysterious illness (thanks Murphy), Bellamy and Octavia are sent to hunt enough food for 100 sick teenagers. When they find themselves lost, far from camp, what else can they do but move forward? Thankfully, a kind woman took them in, but all is not as it seems. Anya’s been waiting to meet these Skaikru…

{or a Canonverse take on Hansel & Gretel}

simmer, simmer, simmer by Pawprinter @pawprinterfanfic (Rated M) [Bellamy x Clarke] || moodboard

Summary: When Sanctum falls to starvation, it is up to Bellamy and Clarke to find a solution. They aren’t prepared for the horrors beyond the Sanctum barrier.

{or a Canonverse take on Hansel & Gretel}

So Familiar a Gleam by Anonymous (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke]

Summary: When the dropship first lands, Bellamy is hopeful.

It doesn't last.

After all, the humans who were left behind, they've been on there own for a while.

Things have changed.

{or a Canonverse take on Sleeping Beauty}

deep end of our little ocean by Pawprinter @pawprinterfanfic (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke] || moodboard

Summary: Most people look at their soulmarks and see hope, and life, and love.

Bellamy looks at his and sees a death sentence.

With his birthday quickly approaching and no hope for finding his soulmate, he resigns himself to living out the last of his days with his sister on an oil rig at sea.

And then he meets Clarke.

or, five times Bellamy saves Clarke and the one time she saves him.

{or a Canonverse take on The Little Mermaid}

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Enjoy all the fics, and who knows...maybe you’ll see something similar in our next competition! TROPED MADNESS 2.0 Starts March 1st! More information can be found here and sign-up to compete here!

[kinetic-elaboration]

On the Ground and What Bellamy Found There

Bellamy Gen

3k

Rated G

Summary: Bellamy has a prophetic dream. An Alice in Wonderland AU.

Written for the Qualifying Round of Chopped Madness @chopped100challenge (Canonverse + Bellamy + Fairy Tale AU + Good Guy as Villain, or Vice Versa)​

READ ON AO3.

Tag list below.

@ciewill @dealingdreams @shadowheron2013 @julyrubyrose @wonderland-promises @hanav @rycewritestrash @thelittlefanpire @musicnote902 @stonybnatural @earthgay2052 , @bellarkehastakenovermylife , @bellarkewriting, @astridandoddsandends, @justbecauseyoubelievesomething (lmk if you would like to be added to or deleted from this list)

[she-who-the-river-could-not-hold]

MY FANFIC MASTER LIST POST: THE 100 PT. 3

Other Master Lists: Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5

“Eons With You” – A simple touch can change someone’s path. Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake circle each other throughout history, their lives intertwined by fate. In some lives they come together easily, in others societal taboos hold them back. And in others, the blame falls on themselves. No matter the obstacles though, destiny has its own plan for them no matter where they are or what era they belong to.

A collection of soulmate vignettes and tales of two people unable to stay apart.

complete, 10.8k words | moodboard

2nd Place In: Most Unique Time Periods, Trope: Soulmates, Trope: Forehead Touches, and Best Overall

“If It Takes You, Will It Break You?” – Bellamy and Clarke, past classmates who distanced themselves from each other, are two stubborn witches in need of an escape from their homes. They hadn't planned on running into each other, but it seems like fate had other ideas. Their night takes a turn though when after consuming some of Monty and Jasper's jobi nut brownies, they run into an old enemy of Bellamy's. In between hallucinations and fights, they'll discover that old feelings do die hard.

A modernized, magical take on Day Trip for Chopped: The 100 Round 3.

complete, 10.2k words | moodboard 

1st Place for Theme: Modernized Canon, 3rd Place for Tropes: Sex Pollen/Love Potion/Etc. and Magic AU

“Traces of You” – The reluctant prince. The scholar. Prince Bellamy knows his reputation amongst the court of Arkadia and why he’s a hard sell for Advisor Kane in his desperate attempt to find him a suitable wife. So he’s not sure why he thinks Princess Clarke will be any different than the last rejections. In fact, they get off to an even worse start than the other ladies, with the two of them constantly bickering with each other. But when his life is suddenly turned upside down and Bellamy has to become king sooner than he expected, Clarke might be the only constant in his life. And now his bride.

WIP, 18.5k words | moodboard

“our words are not yet written” – After the rise of religious zealot, Chancellor Russell Lightbourne, life changes for the worst. The hinges of society begin to collapse and as riots fill the streets, it’s impossible to stay neutral. Bellamy Blake is more than willing to throw himself into the thick of it, but when his sister disappears he has no choice but to go after her. With a target on his back though, he also knows that he needs help.

In this new society, if you need to get around undetected, there’s one person you contact: The Princess. Bellamy does just that, putting himself on a road trip across a divided country with an unexpected ally. Clarke Griffin might have a past that would have put them at odds with each other, but now they’re the only hope that they each have to get through this together.

▸ Dystopian AU for Chopped: The 100 “Choose Your Own Adventure”

Complete, 10k words | moodboard

“Straight On Until Morning” – Bellamy and his unruly band of Delinquents have been living life as they wish. Their days are filled with games and exploring while their nights are spent coordinating attacks against the dreaded Wanheda and her Mountain Men. It's all fun and games in a world where no one gets older. But then a strange man appears one day and Marcus Kane provides a reality check to Bellamy that he's not prepared to accept.

▸ Canonverse Fairy Tale AU for Chopped: The 100 Madness Qualifying Round

Complete, 3.5k words | moodboard

[dylanobrienisbatman]

Word Count: 3994

Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Bellamy Blake & Octavia Blake, Octavia Blake/Lincoln (minor)

Characters: Bellamy Blake, Octavia Blake, Lincoln (The 100)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Grounder Bellamy Blake, Grounder Octavia Blake, Fairy Tale Retellings, rapunzel - Freeform, Nightblood Octavia

Summary:

Octavia grew up in a cave, hidden from the world, with only her brother to care for her. He kept her safe, safe from a world where people like her, where nightbloods, were hunted and slaughtered.

But even with so much danger, she longs to see the world, so when a handsome stranger stumbles into their cave, she makes her escape to spend one night out under the stars.

But in just one night, she begins to wonder if everything she'd grown up believing was true after all.

Written for​ Chopped Madness: Qualifying Round, for @chopped100challenge

Character: Bellamy

Theme: Canonverse

Trope 1: Fairy Tale AU (Rapunzel)

Hero as a villain or villain as a hero (Bellamy as a villain [mother gothel])

This is my first even Octavia POV fic, hope you enjoy!

[captaindaddykru]

when the party’s over

Bellamy goes into the anomaly to save Octavia. What he finds, is a trail of bodies.

{Or: a canonverse take on Hansel & Gretel}

written for the @chopped100challenge madness qualifying round. 

[klancepinefest]

Sign-ups Open on Oct 1st!

I don’t know about you, but I’m excited to announce we are about a week from opening the sign-ups for the Klance Pinefest!! But before you race off to start thinking about you’re new idea here’s some rules and guidelines for the challenge.

The Klance Pinefest is a traditional-style big bang event that pairs authors and artists to make some wonderful creations based upon the theme of pining!

Authors must write a 15k story in order to qualify and the story can in any canonverse, season or au. Sign ups will close in Mid-November and authors have until February to write.

Artists must create two pieces that go along with their assigned fic: one smaller header piece and one piece based on a scene from their assigned story. Pieces can be in either traditional or digital format. Claims will open in February and posting will occur in mid to late March.

All fics and art combos will also be feature on our sister blog @klancefanfictionvault to all of our followers!

Hope you guys are excited to create!!

We also have a discord chat: https://discord.gg/x6jnRnG

More detailed rules and requirements under the cut

@quiznakchronicle

Requirements for Participants

Authors

Authors will be required to write a minimum 15k story that is centred around both klance and pining between the pair. Pining can be, but is not limited to pining!lance, pining!keith, mutual pining, unrequited love, or missing each other while apart. The form of the pining is up to interpretation! Canonverse or au are both accepted!

There is no word count maximum

Authors are required to fulfil the periodic check points and respond to check-in by both the mods and their creation team.

All pieces should be beta read and edited properly. The Klance Pinefest will compile a list of available betas, but it is up to you to connect and work with one.

Authors will post their fic to the pinefest homepage along with a link to ao3 on their required post date. If you have issues with your assigned date, please contact us.

Artists

Artists will be required two complete two pieces of art to go along with their assigned fic. These pieces may be in traditional or digital style and be original to the artist.

Of these two pieces, one of which must be a header style piece that includes the title of the fic and credits to both the artist and the author. This piece will be used as an "advertisement" for the pic on final posting day.

The other piece can be pretty much anything you want as long as it is based on the assigned fic

Artists may claim multiple fics, but only after the initial round of claims

Photos, playlists and videos are not eligible for this event- if you have specific questions about mediums that quality please contact a mod.

Artists cannot talk about the fic they have been assigned to before the posting date-- no spoilers! We're all excited!

[ketzwrites]

Rec me some of your fave fics? Like your top 5? I’m out of reading material :)

Hmm, I suck at making recs but I can certainly try, nonny! They are all malec, of course. Oh, they are also all oneshots, because I truly suck at reading multiple parts. I tried to find different kinds of fics and the ones that aren’t current or super mega popular already. Hopefully, you won’t have read all of them already.

slice of heaven by rocketshiptospace | General audiences | Fluff

It's late at night in the MasterChef house, and Alec can't sleep. Seems he isn't the only one.

that all depends what you qualify as friends by ringerxo | Teen and Up | Little angst and then fluffy fluff

Christmas comes 'round, with big questions that need answering. Brigadeiros may or may not be involved in the answer.

sunset high, bodies low by nasa | Explicit | Smut and romance

Magnus and Alec go to Singapore. They fuck on a balcony.

Masters of War by Lecrit | Teen and Up | Enemies to lovers

Alec and Magnus hate each other. They know it. Their families know it. Their friends know it. Alec and Magnus hate each other. Or do they?

Traveler by bumblebeesknees | Teen and up | Canonverse | Angst and beauty

Alec’s not sure how to process that Max, his five-month old baby, is apparently a dimension hopping private investigator 140 years in the future. Magnus has a much easier time dealing with it.-

“Sorry,” says Max, blinking rapidly. He doesn’t look away from Alec. He looks – Alec doesn’t know how to describe the expression on Max’s face. “It’s just... it’s been a long time since I saw you, Dad.”

[troped-fanfic-challenge]

The Qualifying Round

It’s time to VOTE!!

Hey guys time to vote! fics are below! It’s officially time to vote for the Qualifying Round of Chopped Madness! The structure is simple! Please rank the eighteen (18) fics, first (1) being your top choice, and last (18) being your last choice, in order of which author you think deserves to move on to Round 1! This ranking will also be used to help us order all the authors for the brackets for Round 1.

At the end of the voting period, we will announce the TWO (2) authors who have been Chopped!! If you are not Chopped, that means you will be moving on to the next round, so keep an eye out for that post to be sure! If you aren’t sure you can always send us a message to check! 

You can vote here!

Voting Link: https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/QLFJM7M

The 18 fics that we received for this round can be found below, or on AO3 here! Each fic follows the theme [Canonverse], includes the tropes [Fairy Tale AU] and [Write a villain as a good guy or a good guy as a villain], and has a central character focus on [Bellamy Blake]! When you vote, please be sure to take into consideration the USE of all these elements, because, as with all other Chopped events, the purpose is to select the authors who best utilize the requirements!

When the party’s over (Rated T) [Bellamy & Octavia]

Summary: Bellamy goes into the anomaly to save Octavia. What he finds, is a trail of bodies. {Or: a canonverse take on Hansel & Gretel}

don't be who you were (Rated T) [Bellamy & Diyoza]

Summary: Bellamy's forced to stay in the bunker, alone, for six years. Diyoza trapped alone on her ship. They find a way to help each other survive, because that's what they know how to do.

Straight On Until Morning (Rated G) [Bellamy & Kane]

Summary: Bellamy and his unruly band of Delinquents have been living life as they wish. Their days are filled with games and exploring while their nights are spent coordinating attacks against the dreaded Wanheda and her Mountain Men. It's all fun and games in a world where no one gets older.

But then a strange man appears one day and Marcus Kane provides a reality check to Bellamy that he's not prepared to accept.

Where is the path to Wonderland? (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke]

Summary: Separated from their friends in the Anomaly, Clarke and Bellamy find themselves lost in a world so different from their own.

The Sixth Bride (Rated M) [Bellamy x Roan]

Summary: For their wedding, Roan gifted him an antique skeleton key attached to a thin, leather cord. Rough, callous fingertips grazed the base of his neck as they secured the necklace in place. While his husband allowed him full reign of the tower, the key provided access to the only room he barred Bellamy from entering. He was never to set foot in the sole room on the highest floor. Into Roan's private reprieve from the world.

And to be fair, Bellamy respected Roan's right to privacy - for a while.

Gunning for Glory (Rated T) [Bellamy x Gina]

Summary: While on a routine mission for Kane, Bellamy comes across a mystery girl who points him towards a treasure trove that might prove useful for Arkadia, but danger lurks up every spiraling staircase. It may just be the distraction he needs, though, to get over Clarke leaving.

On the Ground and What Bellamy Found There (Rated G) [General]

Summary: Bellamy has a prophetic dream. An Alice in Wonderland AU.

to dream about a life (where you're the shining star) (Rated T) [Bellamy x Murphy]

Summary: Bellamy has been dreaming about going to the coalition's annual Camp Rock since he was a kid. The chance to escape his life and his step-father and spend his days travelling between clans and singing. This year, he finally has a chance to go--as a chef.

Murphy hated what came of Clarke's treaty with the Grounders, but even he knew it could've been worse. But that didn't mean he wanted to spend his time performing for the people who had kidnapped and tortured him. He could do it, though. He could sing at whatever the fuck Camp Rock was, and he could help pick whichever winner the Grounders wanted him to pick. He could play nice. That didn't mean he had to like it.

There’s Gonna Be a Party When the Wolf Comes Home (Rated T) [General]

Summary: “Dante?” she asks, her voice a mixture of confusion and surprise.

Bellamy straightens the nameplate on his desk, and the gold plaque reflects the dim fluorescent lights above him. He taps it twice, drawing her attention to the words “Dante Wallace” written in a fancy script.

“That’s what they call me.”

A Canon Divergent Fairy Tale AU staring Bellamy Blake

No Ordinary Apple (Rated T) [Bellamy & Josephine]

Summary: When Josephine awakens in Clarke Griffin's body, she has no reason to believe anything about her reincarnation is anything out of the ordinary.

Then she learns that Clarke was far from a willing host and meets Bellamy Blake.

She doesn't expect to become invested in their love story, and she certainly doesn't plan on risking her own like to make things right.

And yet, here she is. All in the name of true love.

Brother Knows Best (Rated G) [Bellamy & Octavia]

Summary: Octavia grew up in a cave, hidden from the world, with only her brother to care for her. He kept her safe, safe from a world where people like her, where nightbloods, were hunted and slaughtered.

But even with so much danger, she longs to see the world, so when a handsome stranger stumbles into their cave, she makes her escape to spend one night out under the stars.

But in just one night, she begins to wonder if everything she'd grown up believing was true after all.

seeds in silence (exploded in riot) (Rated T) [Bellamy & Clarke]

Summary: Seeds. Not the modified seeds Farm Station constantly churns out in unending batches. Genuine seeds. Earth seeds.

The kind of seeds that the scientists from Alpha will sell their souls for.

Doctor Griffin talks a lot about genetics and lost patterns, but Bellamy’s mind is a million miles away. He can get anything he wants for Octavia and his mom. He can make it so Octavia doesn’t have to live in hiding. He can bring the chancellor himself to his knees, if he’s careful enough.

i've got a heart in me (i swear) (Rating T) [Bellamy x Murphy]

Summary: Belonging was not a familiar word in the Book of John Murphy.

That was a fact that seemed grounded in concrete; what he wouldn't give to stumble upon a sledgehammer someday and be reunited with his bruised and feeble, but still beating, heart.

2199 Nights (Rated M) [Bellamy x Clarke]

Summary: Every day, the Commander Bellamy took a new wife and executed her the next morning, until one day his fleimkepa's daughter volunteered. She kept him entertained with tales of far-off places, sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise. . .

we'd up and fly (if there were wings for flying) (Rated G) [Bellamy x Clarke]

Summary: Bellamy and Wells are held captive and interrogated by the Grounders, and when he returns to Arkadia, Bellamy finds some things have changed.

The Storyteller (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke]

Summary: A heartbroken Commander, betrayed by her beloved, vows to slay each and every one of her future lovers after they’ve spent their first night together.

Bellamy Blake, the latest to be taken into the Commander of Death’s chambers, will try to save his life by weaving a succession of tales to the woman that lasts for one thousand and one nights.

How to Kill a Two-Headed Turkey (Rated T) [Bellamy & Octavia]

Summary: After everyone at camp collapses from a mysterious illness (thanks Murphy), Bellamy and Octavia are sent to hunt enough food for 100 sick teenagers. When they find themselves lost, far from camp, what else can they do but move forward? Thankfully, a kind woman took them in, but all is not as it seems. Anya's been waiting to meet these Skaikru...

simmer, simmer, simmer (Rated M) [Bellamy x Clarke]

Summary: When Sanctum falls to starvation, it is up to Bellamy and Clarke to find a solution. They aren't prepared for the horrors beyond the Sanctum barrier.

Chopped Madness AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Chopped_Madness

[thelittlefanpire]

The Storyteller

by thelittlefanpire

The 100 | Bellarke | Chopped Madness | Canonverse | One Thousand and One Nights AU

A heartbroken Commander, betrayed by her beloved, vows to slay each and every one of her future lovers after they’ve spent their first night together.

Bellamy Blake, the latest to be taken into the Commander of Death’s chambers, will try to save his life by weaving a succession of tales to the woman that lasts for one thousand and one nights.

Written for the Qualifying Round of Chopped Madness. Character: Bellamy Blake | Theme: Canonverse | Tropes: Fairy Tale AU + Write a Villain as a Good Guy, or a Good Guy as a Villain @chopped100challenge

link in the reblog!

[troped-fanfic-challenge]

WELCOME TO THE CHOPPED MADNESS QUALIFYING ROUND!

The first writing period for Chopped Madness has officially begun!! You will have 72 hours from now to write us a fic that centers around our Focus Character, complies with our theme, and includes BOTH of our chosen tropes!! Fics must be 5,000 words or less! We hope you’re ready to write!

Please don’t forget to post your fics to the AO3 collection ONLY, which will remain unrevealed and hidden until the writing period has ended. Don’t panic if you don’t see your fic after you post it. You can shoot us an ask/message if you’re uncertain about it. All fics by the authors who are still competing will remain anonymous until they have been Chopped, or named our Chopped Champion!! Happy writing, and good luck!

For the Qualifying Round, please write a fic with the following:

Character: Bellamy Blake

Theme: Canonverse

Trope 1: Fairy Tale AU

Trope 2: Write a good guy as a villain, or a villain as a good guy!

More in depth definitions of the tropes and the theme can be found here! Please take a look at this list, and if you have questions don’t hesitate to ask!

Timeline:

Writing Period: 12:00am March 12 - 11:00pm March 14

Voting: 12:00am March 15 - 11:59pm March 17

Results: March 18th!!

All times are in Eastern Standard Time (EST).

REMEMBER! This is the Qualifying Round! With Voting, you will be ranking all fics in your order of preference, taking into account the use of tropes, theme, and character focus, to help us determine how authors will be matched up in the next round, and to help us get down to an even 16 authors for Round 1! The order of matching will not be released, we will only be announcing which authors have been Chopped at the end of the round!

Don’t forget the rules! Include the chosen character, ALL the tropes, and follow the theme! You will be disqualified if you don’t! Also, no rape. no incest. no underage. no negativity!

The AO3 collection can be found here, and the name of the collection that should be entered when submit your fic is ‘chopped_madness’ !!

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Chopped_Madness/profile

Trope/Theme Explanations: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1aZtaoXMGG4OidZhQkfTb4uHNI9ZXkt7sKWvID1p0m_8/edit?usp=sharing

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THE CHOPPING BLOCK!

Eighteen fics were written following a [Canonverse] Theme, including the Tropes of [fairy tale au] and [good guy written as a villain or a villain written as a good guy], with a Character focus on [Bellamy Blake]! Voting determined the 16 who would continue on in this competition…

We received eighteen (18) INCREDIBLE fics, but, unfortunately, not everyone can move on to the next round. In this round, two (2) authors are on the CHOPPING BLOCK! Thank you so much to all the authors who participated, and, to the authors who were Chopped, we hope you’ll consider joining future Chopped events, and we are so happy you decided to be a part of Chopped Madness!

The two authors who have been Chopped are:

@dylanobrienisbatman​ - Author of Brother Knows Best [Bellamy & Octavia] [Rated G]

Fairy Tale: Rapunzel

Good Guy to Villain: Bellamy Blake 

Mods’ Review: I love that you stepped out of your comfort zone a little to write this fic! Octavia as Rapunzel!, whether she’s trapped under the floor or in a cave or up in a tall tower, you created a beautiful fairy tale image of her here! Making everyone Grounders and having O be a Nightblood was a clever canon-twist! Lincoln stole my heart! He was the one to give Octavia that bigger view of the world and belonging, both in canon and in your fic and I loved there time together so much. And Bellamy? Brother Knows Best...Whew—I think Octavia said it best that he loved her, selfishly, but it wasn’t real love. Such a bittersweet fic! -Sara

@thelittlefanpire​​ - Author of The Storyteller [Bellamy x Clarke] [Rated T]

Fairy Tale: 1001 Nights

Good Guy to Villain: Clarke Griffin

Mods’ Review: - As always, you never fail to amaze me with your writing. I loved the added detail of the ‘brides’ being kids from the drop ship, which is what leads Bellamy to go and become the next ‘bride’. I think that really fits with who he is as a character, and it worked so well for what the story was. Also, huge fan of the OG betrayal being Lexa and Costia falling in love behind Clarkes back (you know I’m such a sucker for Lostia in any form lol)! I think that added a lot of who Clarke’s character was, and why she did what she did. Wrong, and obvi very evil, but it was a great motivator, and it felt so realistic, because the idea that a betrayal of a more political kind would always happen is less likely than her assuming they’d fall in love with someone else instead! The story Bellamy tells her is so good too, I love that touch of canon added in, and the idea that he’d tell the skaikru story to a Grounder Commander makes so much sense, because its a story that she’d have no way of knowing! A perfect mix of canon + the fairy tale! Also, that ambiguous ending! SO GOOD! - Bailey

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Now that you have been Chopped, all the fics you’ve written in Chopped Madness have been revealed and you can post about your fics! Don’t forget to tag us!

But don’t be discouraged if you were Chopped this round (or unable to participate)! We’ve created a non-anon collection, where you can submit your fics if you would like to write for other rounds, keep pace with the writing period, etc, in a non-competive way! That’s where you’ll find us!!!! We’d love to read your fics and will gladly share them on our tumblr! The non-anon collection can be found here! To submit your fic to the collection, simply enter ‘chopped_non_anonymous’ as the name of the collection when uploading your fic!!!

Non-Anon AO3 Collection Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Chopped_Non_Anonymous

To all the remaining Chopped Madness Authors, we hope you’re excited for ROUND 1, which starts TONIGHT, 12:00am (EST) March 19th!! Please be sure to check our google doc for theme and trope explanations! Good luck!

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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The 100 (TV), Maleficent (Disney Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin, Bellamy Blake & Octavia Blake, Bellamy Blake & Madi, Clarke Griffin & Madi
Characters: Bellamy Blake, Octavia Blake, Clarke Griffin, Madi (The 100)
Additional Tags: Fairy Tale Retellings, Fairy Tale Elements, Canon Universe, With A Twist, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Family Bonding, Grounder Bellamy Blake, Not Octavia friendly, Canon-Typical Violence, The grounders are the fair folk now
Summary: When the dropship first lands, Bellamy is hopeful. It doesn’t last. After all, the humans who were left behind, they’ve been on there own for a while. Things have changed. (Maleficent meets The 100 meets the author’s glaring ignorance about either franchise.)

We received a submission to our non-anon collection, following the Chopepd Madness Qualifying Round Tropes!

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The Qualifying Round of Chopped Madness is going on NOW!

Fics are due by Saturday, March 14th at 11:00pm EST!

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Eighteen(18) fanfics have been written, but only sixteen(16) authors can move forward in the competition! Who’s fic will be on the CHOPPING BLOCK?!

Chopped Particpants will be announced at NOON (12:00pm est) today!