#secret sister

[countrymusiclover]

4 - Beginning to Bond

Part 5

Star Crossed Enemies

My body twitched slightly while I was asleep against one of the cave walls until I felt a rough hand shaking me harshly by the shoulder.  The voice nit entirely familiar causing me to draw out a dagger and push it against the person's neck.  “Cassio, wake up.  Cassio  - Cass - it's me.  It's Bellamy.” 

“What were you trying to do, kill me in my sleep?” I glared at him waiting for his response before I ever would lower the weapon. 

“You were screaming in your sleep.  I had one of the other people in my camp have nightmares so I knew it was better to wake up more than let you suffer.” 

I shifted my gaze to meet his deep gaze.  “How old is the person that has nightmares?” 

“She’s just a kid.  Maybe 10 or 11.  Her name is Charlotte.” He explained softly to me. 

Lowering the dagger from his throat I blinked back some tears thinking back to my childhood.  My mom did the best she could but she still always favored Clarke.  Considering she was now down here something really bad must have happened up on the Ark to drop them a down here.  

Clicking my tongue I sent him a weak smile appreciating the gesture.  “Thank you for waking me.  Most of the time I just drag myself out of my nightmares with little relief when I wake up for the first five minutes.” 

“I'm sorry.  That sounds horrible.” 

Shrugging my shoulders I sniffed feeling some tears trying to slip out. “I've been through much worse.  So it's just my life.” 

Grounders don't show weaknesses 

Lexa would be disappointed I was beginning to share information with him.  But she wasn't here.  She wasn't being held prisoner, I was.  I wouldn't disclose our secrets but I could share some of mine.  

“I know we don't know each other but maybe we can start to.  The fog doesn't seem to be clearing anytime soon and I don't really want to burn to death in an attempt to make it back to camp.” He leaned back against the cold cave wall sitting beside me where we saw the green fog still lingering on the outside of the shelter we had found for ourselves. 

Hugging my knees to my chest I raised my brows.  “Are you meaning like a 20 question game?” 

“If you're up to it.  Yeah I am.” He replied pointing at me.  “Ladies first.” 

Biting my lip I paused thinking I should start with basic things.  “What’s your favorite color?” 

“Green.” 

“Mine is orange.” 

The older boy shifted his focus onto me.  “Did you have any friends growing up?” 

“Not really.  There’s a major reason why and it has to do with my relationship with one of people’s doctors.  But anyway I had basically one that is still my best friend.  Her name is - was Glass.” 

Bellamy raised a brow staring at me curiously.  “Describe her to me.” 

“Um, it’s been a while but she - she had blonde hair and blue eyes from what I can remember.” I scratched the side of my head thinking back on the last time I saw her.  “Why do you want to know?”

He responded back to me.  “Because I bumped into her before I got on the dropship and she didn’t.” 

“Wait a minute.  Are you saying that she’s still on the Ark?  She’s up there with those assholes.” I clutched my hands into fists in my lap unsure if I should feel anger or relief that they didn’t float her for getting pregnant as a teenager. 

The older Blake sibling blinked his eyes a few times not saying a word.  He wasn’t sure what to say back to the grounder in front of him.  He rubbed the back of his neck avoiding her gaze.  “I guess so.  I’m sorry for that.” 

“Don’t be.  You saw an opportunity and she saw her own.  That’s how survival works.” 

Bellamy softly nodded his head in agreement.  “Down here.  Weakness is death.  Fear is death.” 

“So - what about you, Sky boy.  What did you like to do up on the dying space station?” I cleared my throat, breaking the very heavy and intense silence that had fallen between us and the cave air. 

“Growing up my  mother taught me about Augustus who was a former Roman emperor.  He had a sister named and that’s how my sister got her name.  So I’ve always and still do love Mythology.” 

I laughed wishing I didn’t like where my name came from after how my mother treated me but I couldn’t help it.  “Do you wanna know my full name because nobody down here knows it.” 

“You’d tell me that.  Why do I get such an honor?” Bellamy asked me. 

Biting my lip I found myself beginning to think there was more to him then just an arrogant and rude leader of the Sky People I once knew.  “I’m not sure yet.  Now do you want to know it or not.  You’ve only got a limited chance before I change my mind.” 

“Tell me, Grounder Girl.” He responded seeing me send him a glare and so he added on the end a please. 

“Cassiopeia.  A cluster of stars in the sky.” 

Tears welled in my eyes hearing my full name come from someone else’s lips other than my mothers.  The way my name sounded from his lips was music to my ears.  “Cassiopeia. But you shorten it by going by Cassio. It all makes sense now.” 

“Yep.” I nodded, clicking my tongue against my lips. 

Bellamy shrugged his shoulders, coming up with a new nickname for me that I hadn’t heard before.  “How about I call you Cassie instead of grounder girl from now on hmm?” 

“I’d like that, Bellamy.” 

The next morning we made our way out of the cold cave and into the woods with the sun barely rising over the trees so it was still dark unless you were walking up in the mountain range.  

The silence that fell between me and the 100 leader wasn’t as awkward or intense as it had been before we had spent the night in that cave.  I wasn’t entirely sure what had formed between us but it was definitely something. 

“So are you going to chain me up when we get back to camp?” I questioned sparing the boy a glance walking directly beside him. 

Bellamy paused before giving his response.  “Yes.  I need to establish some control over the teenagers in my camp.  But with good behavior from you I might lower how many hours you’re locked up if that makes sense.” 

“I understand - get down.” I sharply cried tackling his larger body with my smaller one seeing a spiked tree limb coming down onto us meaning we must have snagged a hidden trap wire somewhere. 

Bellamy grunted from the impact raising his head watching me hovering above his body.  “Cassie! —- nice save.” He blinked seeing the spikey tree a few steps behind us where we were laying on the ground. 

“You’re welcome.” I breathed out in relief knowing my best friend was probably having an easier life than I was right now. 

The Ark 

Glass and mother were simply eating dinner in their apartment complex until they heard a knock at the door.  Glass got up from her chair going to answer the door and was met with Vice Chancellor Marcus Kane.  “Ms. Sorenson.  I need to speak with you about something important if you have time.” 

“Can I know what this is about, sir.  She’s done nothing wrong.” Sonja, her mother came up behind her entering the conversation.  Her mother knew that her daughter wasn’t supposed to still be on the space station but she was.  Now they were just worried they’d try to send her down to the ground like originally planned. 

He responded with his hands in his pockets.  “I’m aware of that, ma’am.” 

“Then why are you here?  What do you want with my daughter if you pardoned her?” Sonja glared at the councilman. 

Kane shook his head.  “I’m not here to arrest her.  I simply need to talk to her about someone.” 

“Who would I know that you need information on so badly?” Glass made a very confused face. 

The vice chancellor replied.  “Cassiopeia Rhodes.  Now may I please come in so we can discuss this privately?” 

“Come in.” Sonja stepped aside but he waited for Glass to move before he stepped inside and locked the door behind himself so no one walking bye would hear what they were about to say. 

[chloesimaginationthings]

New FNAF clown Jackie from secret of the Mimic!!

[tacticalhimbo]

🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️ CAPTAIN REX SAYS TRANS RIGHTS BABEYYYYY 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

from the canon reference book, written oct. 8th, 2024. this is now her third canonical appearance, with her first mention being in star wars: brotherhood (2022; mentioned) and next being in star wars: queen's hope (2022; explicitly appeared).

we're here. we're queer. and we stan <3

[blackbeauty-bby]

favorite photo of her

[backfliips]

Here's my lyric comic based on the song "Water Witch" by the Secret Sisters

I somehow knocked this out in three days

[rains-inky-mind]

Please send me questions about VK and *Caspian as that's the story I'm trying to work on today. (In the poll, I accidentally posted VK's last name.) Today, I promise to answer them by 12am EST.

Story tags in tags.

[sunriozz]

POV: you try to join the mean girls (you're firecracker)

[ellecdc]

I have been summoned by the Poly!Wolfstar notification!!!!

I’m always a goner for brother’s best friend trope and this time it’s best friends so literally double the fun ☺️ This is just so soft and adorable pls you’re spoiling us, queen!

Part 2 where they tell Jamie and he actually already knew? Cause the joke is always James can be oblivious most of the time, but they don’t know it doesn’t apply to his sister so he already knew, most likely even before she knew herself cause he’s a sweet brother like that.

*sigh* I want a big brother

Love you queen! 💕

hahaha awe you're so right babes. it's really funny because I have this request and then the exact opposite version of this request - so it will be fun to write the other one too! it'll take me a lot longer though, angst always does.

part one here - but can be read as a stand alone

poly!wolfstar x potter!reader - you & the boys tell James

“You’re going to wear a hole in the rug there, dolly.” Sirius drawled in faux nonchalance as the two of you waited in the boys’ dorm room for Remus to return with James.

You were going to do it. Today. You were going to tell your brother you were dating his two best friends.

No big deal, right?

Except it was a big deal and you were absolutely losing your bloody mind.

And then your boyfriend had the audacity to be sitting on his bed, leaning against the headboard, casually telling you to relax like he wasn’t also shaking in his boots Doc Marten’s. 

Remus had volunteered to be the one to retrieve James for the lot of you. Mostly because you would have likely broken down in a mental state if it had been you, and Sirius likely would have blurted it out on his way up the stairs.

The door clicked and you could hear the quiet mumbling of your boyfriend and the much louder mumbling of your brother as the two entered the room. Based on the smiles on their faces, particularly James’ who eyes crinkled in delight, they were talking about something funny.

“Oh! Hey bug.” James called to you, seeming surprised you were here but not perturbed. “Hey Pads; Moony said you guys wanted to talk?”

Remus stayed standing near the door and you paused in your nervous pacing whilst Sirius scooted to the end of his bed, elbows on his knees and feet resting on his school trunk.

James didn’t look at all disturbed or uncomfortable. In fact, he looked completely at ease, here in the room with three of his favourite people in the whole world. Remus, the person who he goes to when he needs to feel grounded. Sirius, his best friend and partner in crime. And you, his twin sister and other half.

What were you doing here?

Maybe this was a mistake. Maybe you shouldn’t tell him. This could ruin him; this had the potential to ruin three of James’ most precious relationships. How could you have been so selfish? He didn’t need to know, the least the three of you could do is keep this to yourself. Abort, abort, abort.

“So?” James asked, looking around at everyone with a raised eyebrow. “Are you finally going to tell me the three of you are dating?”

You were sure your heart stopped. Remus blew out an exasperated laugh and Sirius choked on air. 

“You knew!?” Sirius screeched.

James smirked and shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah?”

“How?” You whispered.

James’ face softened significantly when he took in your face that was drained of all colour. “Well, Pads here is about as subtle as an erumpent. Moony has been mooning over you since like third year. And I’d have to be blind – do not joke about my eyesight – not to notice the way you look at them.” He offered simply.

“So, you’ve known all this time and just let us tiptoe around?” Sirius asked, sounding a little miffed – at his friend for allowing him to make a fool of himself, or at his apparent lack of discrepancy, you weren’t sure.

“I figured you guys would tell me when you were ready.” James said simply again.

“Are you mad?” Remus asked quietly, pointedly looking at you ask he asked. He knew this was your biggest fear, the potential fallout. You weren’t sure what you’d do if James refused to accept your relationship with Remus and Sirius. You couldn’t bear the thought of breaking up their friend group; three people would lose if that was the case, but it would only hurt you if you were the one to step away. 

“No.” James said as he moved his head back and forth slightly. “I guess I was hurt you didn't tell me, but I could also understand why you didn’t. But no, I’m not mad.”

You blew out a breath at that, but it came out incredibly shaky. Unfortunately for you, no one in the room missed it.

“Awe bug. I’m sorry.” James said as he stood and offered his open arms to you. You took him up on his offer and accepted his hug, leaning your head onto his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Jamie.”

“Don’t be, yeah? I’m happy for you, really.” He assured, rubbing roughly on your back. 

“Yeah?” You asked as you pulled back to look at him. You couldn’t see any contradictions on his face, only love.

“’Course. You’re the best, and I want the best for you.” He shook your shoulders a little, smiling like ‘did you seriously think otherwise?’

“Are they good to you?” He whispered, and though you knew your werewolf boyfriend and your canine animagus boyfriend could both likely hear the conversation, they allowed this moment to be yours and James’ alone.

“So good, Jamie. Promise.” You said, feeling tears prick at your eyes. 

“You’ll tell me if they’re not?”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, but James wouldn’t let you pull away as you wont to do. “I wouldn’t involve you in it, James. They were your friends first; I’m not going to come between you.”

James’ brows furrowed a little as he seemed to ponder your words. “Perhaps...but you were my sister first. If anything, they’d be coming between us.”

You opted to smile at your brother and pinch his side like you knew he hated. “Never. That’s impossible.”

At that he finally let you go, returning your smile ten-fold. “That’s what I’ve been trying to say! So? Are we good?” He asked, turning to the rest of the room.

Remus had a proud and slightly emotional smile on his face while Sirius just stared between the two of you, eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed. 

“I’m sorry. What just happened?” He finally spat.

Remus groaned and rubbed a hand over his face. “Sirius, please. This went about as well as we could have hoped.”

James’ head popped up at that. “Oh! Sorry, did I make that too easy on you all?”

Sirius let out a scoff that sounded like “uhm, duh?”

“I could make it harder on you?” James offered.

“Please do.” Sirius said eagerly, causing you and Remus to groan in sync. 

James offered a quick ‘okay’ and cleared his throat, allowing silence to settle throughout the room as he picked up a stray book off his school trunk. 

Suddenly, he threw the book onto the ground, creating a booming thump. “MY SISTER!? ARE YOU KIDDING? YOU’RE DATING MY SISTER!?”

“JAMES PLEASE, JUST HEAR US OUT!” Sirius shouted back just as passionately. 

James scoffed in derision. “HEAR YOU OUT? HEAR YOU OUT. I THINK I’VE HEARD ENOUGH!”

“YOU CAN���T KEEP US APART!” 

“I CAN AND I WILL. HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!? I THOUGHT THIS FRIENDSHIP MEANT SOMETHING TO YOU.”

“IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!” Sirius called back, dropping to his knees on the floor in front of James. 

You shared a look with Remus as the theatrics continued, knowing this could go on for hours.

“Should we leave them to their drama?” Remus asked you.

“Please.” You nearly begged, taking his hand and exiting the dorm, catching one last sentence before the door clicked shut behind you.

“I’M IN LOVE WITH HER, JAMES!”

“I DON’T CA- wait are you really? That's so cute!”

[a-chaotic-dumbass]

how i sleep every night knowing my special pretty boy knight kingslayer has been alive and well traveling the riverlands with the maid of tarth for the past 13 slutty slutty years

[ari-cuno]

First impressions!!

A quick doodle idea I had where Axel brings Aim to his parents to properly introduce him. Axel gets called out-

Axel belongs to me.

Aim belongs to @zu-is-here

[countrymusiclover]

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

Part 8

Star Crossed Enemies

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What? Bellamy, I'm-” 

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

“In the dropship.” Bellamy replied. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You son of a bitch!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Float them!” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She stumbled backwards in confusion.  “What?” 

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

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

[chloesimaginationthings]

These clown animatronics in FNAF wild as hell..

[bumblydumbly]

i think that if kabru saw that “laios meeting falin for the first time” strip he’d be sobbing uncontrollably

[luciferslilith7]

Oh! To be loved by a poet...

Picture Credit ~📍 pinterest

@luciferslilith7

[teenagerebellion]

adaine has never been anything other than angry at her parents. every interaction she has with them, she is snarky and talks back and fights with them. she isn’t cowed, she refuses to back down, and she would never in any world consider being obedient.

which is why it’s interesting that aelwyn is so afraid of them. what stopped her from standing up for adaine during their childhood? fear! a cycle of fear, shame, and guilt that she was never brave enough to break through.

but of course it makes perfect sense. adaine was never anything more to her parents than a massive disappointment. she was never going to be what they wanted - by the time they realized she was maybe someone worth cultivating (the elven oracle - to them a useful political tool they could possess) adaine was years beyond wanting to please her parents.

aelwyn was raised to be the perfect elven poster child. she was molded into being a pawn in a much larger game between arianwen, kalina, and kalvaxus. she was nothing less than a perfectly obedient daughter - until sylvaire. until “adaine’s just- she’s just a baby”. and the second she showed the slightest hesitance, angwyn didn’t hesitate to try to kill her.

adaine didn’t know her parents enough to fear them, but she knew them too well to love them. aelwyn knew them enough to be afraid and too well not to love them. head in hands.

[bellakhairh]

Bella for Victoria’s secret