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[youleftme-clarke]

Looking for beta readers for an original novel

[Title TBD] Rating: Explicit Category: F/M Tags/Tropes: Friends to lovers, childhood friends, he falls first, mutual pining, protective MMC, forced proximity, hidden identity, second chance at love, modern setting, underground boxing AU Words: 33,215 [target 75,000] Chapters: 12/42 Summary: Mackenzie "Mac" Keller toils under the thumb of a merciless criminal syndicate, working to pay off a debt that was never hers to begin with. Trapped in a world of illicit bets and clandestine fights, she hides her haunted past behind a facade of indifference with only one goal: survival. But when Trevor, Mac's high school best friend and the man who walked out of her life ten years ago, resurfaces unexpectedly, Mac's carefully constructed defences begin to crumble. Trevor, harbouring secrets of his own, threatens to unravel the fragile balance Mac has fought so hard to maintain. As they confront their shared history, the shadows that linger between them, and the dangers of their present reality, Mac must either confront her deepest fears and desires or watch the one man she never dared to love slip away again. Trigger Warnings: Smut, language, gambling/betting, physical violence and use of weapons, drug and alcohol use/addiction, mentions of human trafficking/kidnapping (non-MC), forced sex work/prostitution, SA (main character, no graphic descriptions; it is known/understood that this happens but is not described), may develop to include minor character death

Tagging some former fic-writer friends and mutuals in case you're still around to see this and reblog ❤️

@asroarke @arysafics @kombellarke @sly2o @bettsfic

[raven-reyes-of-sunshine]

45 for the OTP prompts omg please my heart won't be able to take it

Here you go, babe! Hopefully this improves your shitty week (writing it kind of improved mine). 💖💖💖 

Operation; GCGL

Clarke Griffin has known Bellamy Blake forever. He was her best friends brother, who somehow went from the most annoying person in the world, to one of her favourites. He’s been there for every memory she has. Grazing her knees while trying to stop kids in his grade picking on Jasper when she was six, Bellamy had run over and pushed them away from her. He’d taught her and O how to ride their bikes without training wheels. He’d been the one that encouraged her to paint the walls of her tree house, despite what her parents said. He was who she went to when her first boyfriend cheated on her, when she failed her first test and when didn’t know how to tell her parents she didn’t want to go to med school. He was there for her high school graduation and when her dad had been killed in a car accident. He helped her figure out her sexuality and dealt with the mess of her last relationship.

Bellamy’s always been there for her. And somewhere along the line, Clarke fell in love with him. But he sees her as another sister, one he’s only slightly less protective over and slightly more inclined to get drunk with. He’s someone she goes to when she’s moody or bored and just wants to hang out. She wants to spend the majority of her time with him, but she can’t. Because they’re just friends.

Which is what she’s telling Raven while they get ready for Monty’s twenty-third birthday. She’s also messaging Bellamy, who is complaining about having to go out on a Friday night. He acts an awful lot like a seventy year old man, given he’s only two years older than them.

“Are you’re sure he doesn’t like you back?” Raven asks, rummaging through Clarke’s makeup bag and pulling out a red lipstick that Clarke had recently bought but not been game to try. “Because I’m not.”

“Yeah, I’m sure.” Clarke shrugs. “He treats me the same as Octavia.” She’s leaning into the mirror, carefully running her eyeliner over Raven’s handiwork on her eyelid.

“He definitely doesn’t. And even if he did, he doesn’t look at you the way he looks at Octavia.” Raven scoffs, rolling her eyes. “And I can prove it.” Raven waves the lipstick that Clarke had thought she was going to use on herself in front of Clarke’s face.

“I’m not wearing that.” Clarke says, mostly because she doesn’t know how to not argue.

“You want me to prove that he’s into you?”

“He’s not, but go on.” Clarke mutters, reaching for her drink. She’s too sober for this.

“You show up, wearing this and the black dress we bought the other day and then show him that you like him.” Raven says excitedly.

“Show him that I like him?” Clarke repeats dubiously.

“Up your flirting game, Griffin.” Raven says, waggling her eyebrows. “Seduce him.”

Clarke sighs.  It’s not like she doesn’t flirt with Bellamy, it’s just very low key. She sends him slightly cuter Snapchats than she does the rest of their friends and she always makes sure she seeks him out first when they go somewhere as a group. But they’ve been friends for so long that it would be weird if she suddenly started brushing up against him or make casual innuendos.

Which of course is exactly what Raven tells her to do. And with each extra sip of her drink, she’s somehow convinced that maybe it’s a good idea to at least let Bellamy know she’s interested. Then the ball is in his court. He can politely turn her down or pretend it never happened.

“Or maybe he’ll shove you up against a wall and finally make a move.” Raven suggests, a shit eating grin on her face. “Commencing Operation; get Clarke Griffin laid.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Clarke mutters and then groans when she hears the words repeated back at her. Raven recorded it. She groans again when she looks down at her phone and sees the video from Raven in the group chat.

*

Half an hour later she’s adjusting the skirt of her dress and checking her lipstick in the reflection of her phone as they walk into Monty’s favourite bar. They’re a little late, so they immediately spot their friends crammed around a table in the back corner.

“Commencing operation; GCGL.” Raven whispers and it takes everything in Clarke not to smack her as they cross the bar.

“You made it!” Monty cries enthusiastically, scampering over Jasper to throw himself at Clarke and Raven. “Jasper got me drunk.”

“Of course he did.” Raven grins.

“Hey.” Clarke glances over and sees Bellamy sliding out of his seat and stepping beside her. Time to do this. She leans in to give him a hug, which isn’t unusual but she makes sure to linger a little longer than necessary. It’s instantly worth it when he doesn’t pull away until she lets go. Raven gives her another grin, before purposefully turning her back to them and engaging Octavia and Miller in a conversation.

“Want to come get a drink?” She asks, putting her hand on his arm. She feels his muscles tense under the black button down he’s wearing and she rolls her eyes at him. He can’t help but show off and now that Raven’s put the idea in her head, she can’t help but think it’s for her.

“Sure thing, princess.” He says, leading the way back across the crowded room to the bar. She lets him order the first round, accepting the vodka cranberry and taking a sip through the straw. She doesn’t miss the way his eyes linger on her lips and maybe Raven was right? She raises her eyebrows questioningly at him and it’s hard to tell in the dimly lit bar, but she’s pretty sure he’s blushing.

“You look great.” He tells her.

“I know.” She smirks. “You don’t look so bad yourself.”

“Very humble.” He mutters, putting a hand on her back as they cross the room again.

They return to their table, sliding into the booth which is now so crowded that she has to press into him to not fall off the seat. Not that she’s complaining, unnecessary touching was part of Raven’s plan. After fifteen minutes, Bellamy seems to give up and lifts his arm, draping it over the back of the chair and allowing Clarke to tuck herself into his side.

As the night gets later and Clarke gets only slightly tipsier, she finds it easier to flirt with Bellamy. A hand on his leg as she leans over the table for her drink, one hand on his arm when she laughs at his jokes, a compliment between the teasing insults they always drop. She’s being so obvious she’s getting a look from Miller, who normally just minds his own business. But at least that means Bellamy has to have noticed. Even if he isn’t acting any differently right now. There’s no way he hasn’t noticed.

“Let’s dance.” Octavia calls as she returns to the table with a pitcher of whatever she and Raven had been drinking.

“O.” Lincoln mutters, shaking his head as she tries to drag him and Raven out of the booth.

“Dance with me?” Clarke asks, in what she decides is her final attempt at seducing him. If this doesn’t work, she’s going to accept that he’s not interested.

Bellamy glances at Miller with what looks like panic in his eyes, but Miller looks away. Clarke is about the give him the easy option out, when he finally concedes and laces their fingers together, letting her lead him to the small space that doubles as a dance floor.

She wraps her arms loosely around his neck in a way that could be platonic if you squinted and can’t help but smile when he puts his hands on her waist. Raven smirks at her and mouths something that looks suspiciously like ‘Operation GCGL,’ but mercifully leads Octavia and Lincoln to the other side of the dance floor.

After a slow song that has them swaying in a circle and teasing each other about their dancing technique, the music changes to something she doesn’t recognise but has a lot of bass. Before she can overthink it, she pulls him closer and tightens her arms around his nick. He freezes for a second, but then wraps his arms around her waist.

“You’re killing me, princess.” Bellamy whispers, leaning forward so their foreheads are almost touching.

“Am I?” She breathes, leaning in further.

“All night.” He mutters, meeting her eye. “And basically always. But you’re drunk, I’m not doing anything tonight.”

“I’m not drunk.” Clarke whispers. “I’ve had like two drinks since I’ve gotten here.” Her head still reeling for his confession. Basically always? Does that mean what she thinks it does?

“If I kiss you right now, I won’t be able to stop.” Bellamy confesses, ducking his head so his mouth is pressed to the corner of hers.

“I don’t want you to stop. This is what I wanted.”

“Fuck it.” Bellamy pulls her closer and puts one hand on the back of her neck. “Promise me you’re not going to regret this in the morning?”

“I promise.” She tugs him down so his mouth finally meets hers. Kissing Bellamy is a lot like she always imagined. He’s warm and insistent, like he is with everything they do. He tastes a little like the beer he’s been drinking and a little like the gum and a little like home. It’s perfect and she never wants to stop. She can’t help the little whine that escapes when he pushes closer still and opens his mouth. But then he pulls away.

“Actually killing me.” He whispers, gently pushing a lock of her hair of her face and tucking it behind her ear.

“I tried.” She says, pressing a kiss to his jaw. She misses the contact of his lips on hers but they should probably have a conversation before they make out anymore. If only to make sure they’re on the same page before they do – anything else.

“You tried to kill me?” He teases.

“To seduce you.” She says, willing the flush off her face. This is important and Bellamy deserves to know how she feels. Especially because (and it pains her to admit it) Raven was right.  He seems to love her back. “But I definitely don’t want a one time seduction.”

“Just to clarify, I’ve been into you forever.” Bellamy tells her. “And you tried to kill me tonight, to seduce me permanently.”

“Or to be your girlfriend.” She laughs a little, giddy with excitement because after years of wanting and not thinking her feelings were returning, she’s finally got Bellamy.

“Girlfriend sounds perfect.” He agrees, kissing her again.

“Operation; GCGL is a success!”  Raven shouts, interrupting their kiss. “Now take this somewhere else so we don’t have to watch.”

On AO3.

[electricbluebutterflies]

“Could you be happy, here, with me?” for either Bellarke or Linctavia or whichever t100 pairing strikes your fancy!

Oh lord, um… I haven’t written Bellarke in literally four years, and I stopped actively following canon a while ago, but I wanna do this // inflict my new interpretation of these babes on y’all, so… indefinitely AU // post-whatever, implied/mentioned background character death, and PG-ish. And I cried while writing this, SO.

She doesn’t know what’s left for her anymore. Rise out of ashes, always, the girl who ends up in the middle of everything and gods it’s been so long since she’s felt like a person. Maybe she never will again. (She takes too much after her mother, that same magnetism that may well be a genetic trait and makes Clarke uneasy about the idea of ever having children of her own.) Yet she is no longer the symbol and spark people once thought she was. Almost a decade since she first breathed real air, and finally the mirage has worn off, and-

There’s one thing, perhaps, if she lets herself have it. If she admits out loud that the wounds have healed enough. If she can be brave enough to let go. If.

Somewhere along the line, they both outgrew their demons. She’s watched him closely these last three years in particular, realized that separation and distance changed things in beautiful ways. Softened some edges, sharpened others, turned him into a man who is fully both emotionally and physically capable of being a leader and protecter. They’re not children anymore. (He probably never was, and it’s only in the past few months he’s let himself speak of the weight he carried too young.) And they are at an age when normal people settle down, and she wants one normal thing in the remains of her life, and what is the use in rebuilding civilization once more if there is not love, and-

So many questions she asks herself. So many answers she knows she won’t get.

What she does have is this - he’s the closest thing to an anchor she’s got, and has been since they each had to bury the person they loved most and he held her for what felt like days afterwards.

This, this is not love, it is crashing and latching onto the one person she’s ever cared about who death cannot take and she is selfish to even wonder about the potential and-

He slips into her space without knocking. They don’t even need that level of formalities anymore, though he usually does if isn’t an emergency, which makes her worry that-

“You okay?” His voice is low, worried, like that one time with the knife. Not an emergency, then.

“You’re all I have left. And I don’t know how I feel about that.” The words come out before she can process them, and oh great this is the moment she screws it all up. All the shit she’s done to him over the years and this here, this is going to be the moment she is finally too much and-

“Do you think you could be happy here? With me?”

Shit.

“I don’t know.”

It’s not the desired answer, she knows that, but it’s enough to bring him closer. Enough to get her tangled up in his arms, too familiar a place for two people who still can’t admit what they are, and enough that for a few moments she’s not crashing.

Because when the world comes down, as it does all too frequently with her in the epicenter for the storm, somehow he knows when to catch her.

“Think about it,” he murmurs, and she’s pretty sure he kisses her forehead but she is not having that freakout right now and...

As if she could think of anything else.

[aadmelioraa]

Hey for those 'How I said I love you', id die if you did number 27!

No problem! Here’s a baseless s5 spec drabble :)

It didn’t happen the way Clarke had expected, but after six years apart, she’d learned to keep her expectations in check.

Nothing since she’d arrived on the ground had happened the way she’d expected, after all. Not the wars, not the loss, not the falling in love.

When Bellamy and the others had finally returned, a year late, that hadn’t been the way she’s expected either. She and Bellamy had locked eyes over a battlefield, and the look on his face when he recognized her had cut her to the core. It had taken all her strength not to run to him in that moment.

Afterwards, when the dust had settled, and a tenuous alliance had been reached, they had finally embraced, and tears were shed on both sides. She could have kissed him then and there, told him how much she’d missed him, that she loved him, but the time wasn’t right, so she waited. He wasn’t hard to love, but loving him was hard.

It was just a week after their alliance with the prisoner ship when he stumbled into camp with a head wound, Murphy barely able to support his weight.

“What happened?” Clarke asked, rushing towards them. She fought through that tight anxious feeling that overtook her chest any time he was in danger.

“His footing’s not great these days, apparently,” Murphy answered, trying to mask his obvious concern with sarcasm. “He twisted his ankle about a mile back. Would have been fine if he let me wrap it up, but instead he insisted we get back here and took a fall and hit his head.”

Clarke had pushed Bellamy’s curls back to expose the gash on his head. It wasn’t as bad as she’d initially thought, and she breathed a deep sigh of relief.

“I’m fine,” he muttered, trying to push Murphy away and failing.

“Clearly,” returned Clarke dryly.

Bellamy met her eyes with a sheepish expression. “Sorry. I’ll cooperate.”

Murphy helped get him inside Clarke’s tent, which doubled as medical for the time being, and then made himself scarce.

“This is going to sting,” Clarke warned, and she lifted a damp cloth to his forehead. “You’re going to need a few stitches, try not to move.”

She threaded a needle and began to deftly close up his wound. He barely flinched, his eyes just locked on her face the entire time. She finished, and he was still staring. She removed his boot and sock and braced the offending ankle. Still, he stared. Clarke frowned.

“How hard did you hit your head?” she asked, tipping his chin back gently to look into his eyes. His pupils were dilated a bit more than she would have liked.

“I’m fine, Clarke,” Bellamy replied in a low, even tone. A smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. “Stop worrying about me.”

“You had an open wound five minutes ago, you hit your head, and you’re acting kind of funny. You keep…staring. You’re sure you’re alright?”

“I’m fine. We haven’t really had any time to ourselves, you know. It would be weirder if I didn’t stare.”

Clarke bit her lip. “We’ve been busy. Things haven’t been easy.”

“Can we forget about all that, just for a minute?”

Clarke took a seat beside him, her heart beating so fast in her chest she felt faint. “What’s on your mind?”

He took her hand in his, and the next words out of his mouth took her breath away. She must have misheard him. “What?”

“I love you,” he repeated, a grin stretched over his face, one eyebrow raised. “Hey, I’m the one with the head injury here. What’s wrong with you?”

Clarke shook her head, her eyes filled with tears. “Why now?” she asked hoarsely.

Bellamy grew sober for a moment. “I thought I’d lost you…my heart had to catch up with my head. I didn’t think I’d get another chance to tell you. I don’t want to waste this one.” The corner of his mouth quirked up again. “And head injuries always put things in perspective.”

Clarke laughed and wiped the tears from her face. “You’re telling me all I had to do was trip you and I would have gotten this out of you earlier?”

“Probably.” Bellamy smiled and ran a hand over her hair. “So, what now?”

“We’re not going to waste any more time.” Clarke kissed him deeply. “I love you too, Bellamy Blake.”

[clarkgriffon]

26, 29, and 30 for the handwriting asks?? 😘

(send me handwriting asks)

[asroarke]

Happy International Freedom from Jason Rothenberg Day!

Came back for one last BFSN to thank you all for giving me a home when I needed one. I fell in love with the fandom, not the show. The writers in this fandom are what the show’s writers wish they could be, and it’s been an honor writing alongside all of you.

I came here at my lowest point and used fandom and writing fanfiction to pull myself out and to come out stronger. Was this how I wanted the last season to go? Fuck no. Not even how I wanted the last three seasons to go. But I was never here for the show. I was lured in because I accidentally stumbled onto bellarke fanfiction, lurked around fandom a bit, and started throwing fanfiction out into the void. I was here for you guys, and you guys alone.

May we meet again.

@keiraknighted @bettsfic @bellamynochillblake @camhumphrey @youleftme-clarke @angelbellamy @aadmelioraa @bisexualbellamyblake @bellamyblake @carrieeve @catja @octannibal-blake @peterstarkss @ringsabellamy @swainlake @spookytack @starboybellamy @the-most-beautiful-broom @valkyrhys @verbam @wellsjahasghost @yanagrebenyuk

[historyofshipping]

Happy BFSN, everyone. I have been reading the BFSNs I’m tagged in and I’m legitimately over here sobbing. 

(Also, Ren turned 6 months today. I’ve been with the fandom since before we were even thinking about kids so it only seems fitting to end with pictures of him too.)

I didn’t enter the fandom until sometime around season 5. I had successfully stopped watching the show until I happened to catch the “She is” scene and damnit if I wasn’t sucked back in. 

I didn’t really start writing metas until late in s6 and I’ve truly had an amazing time doing them. I thought I’d be upset about putting so much effort into them after what happened with s7, but I’m not. I had SO much fun writing them and theorizing with everyone that I really don’t regret a thing. 

I also do at some point plan on turning some of them into fanfics - if there’s demand for it. As I’ve said before, fiction writing is difficult for me but I’m more than willing to try as a way of giving back to everything the fandom has given me.  

I’m not sad about the season ending - or honestly, even the show at this point. I’m sad about what’s going to happen to the fandom when it’s over. 

I truly care deeply about so many of you and the thought of never interacting with you guys again. tears a little hole in my heart.

I will be here. I’ve been MIA the last two weeks because I’ve had deadline after deadline. I have about 2 more weeks and then I will be back doing fandom stuff again. 

I love you all. Cheers to the finale. 

Tags/tagged under cut (I know I’m missing people but my tagged posts have gotten buried in notifications lol)

@krstnrhodes @bellamy-blorke@itsafangirlthing@katersann@starrydilemma@junebugninja@starboybellamy@talistheintrovert @platonic-oxymoron @a-bit-old-school@bellamy-is-a-cupcake-in-love@boalphacat@ohshipit@natassakar @buttered-rice1@nvermindiseeyou@4rm4n1ja@jmbelles @fresalita @i-dont-know-how-to-quit-you@iishallbelieve @outlawsandcircles@hostagetakerandhistraitor@yourereallyhere@little-oxford-st@youleftme-clarke @100bellarkefeels @sometimesrosy@kylie-in-the-sky@softbxllarke@geekyogicheese@theatre-steph@snc655@snowysansastark@staceyisnthere@sassybooks@sallysimpsons@crowned-natblida@bellarkhugs@biconicclarkegriffin@fen-ha-fuck-you@bellamyfknblake@ruggedmurphy@pendragaryen@ztfangirl@ladyoldstones@pineapplebellarke@justbecauseyoubelievesomething@angstybleuskies@buttered-rice1@wolfheartgirl@ztfangirl@ruggedmurphy@itsafangirlthing@sparklyfairymira@kylie-in-the-sky @edgelessness @divineships @bellamys11thfreckle @carrieeve @hellyeahbellarkee @bloodysteel @ruggedmurphy @poppykru @nvermindiseeyou @wankadi @yourereallyhere @krstnrhodes @pendragaryen @natassakar @probably-voldemort @alexmaanes @geekyogicheese and anyone else who wants to participate!

[dpargyle]

Happy BFSN kids - long time no see.

I’m going by D.P. Argyle (or Dave or David) again - had been having a gender...thing..earlier last year but I’m...not there anymore if that makes sense? Long, complicated story. Anyway -

Maybe I’ll even watch the show live this week. Though I’m sort of expecting Bellarke not to happen now cuz JRot seems to want only to spite the audience at this point lmao...like how you gonna have half of your two leads not show up for 95% of your first episode of the final season???? It’s -

Whatever, I’m too emotionally exhausted with everything going on to care anymore haha!

I’ve been on lockdown since Mid-March at my folk’s place and only just moved back to the city over here - and nobody is wearing a mask in my apartment and IT’S KIND OF DRIVING ME NUTS LMAO! Welcome to hellworld I guess?

In happier news, I’m putting up some of my original writing on wattpad - currently just a collection of short stories/verse narratives on there right now - but starting friday I’m gonna be publishing two chapters a week of a verse novel about a group of kids who are really into this post-apocalyptic TV show (SOUND FAMILIAR lol?) - and it’s heavily based on my high school experience from back in the day. (15 years ago now - gods damn am I gettin oooooold...) More books/stories to come on there in the future.

Sorry if this post is a little bit of a downer - but it has been TOUGH recently. I’m sure y’all have been through the ringer too - sending you much love & strength - how is your part of the world? (If you’re an Aussie or a Kiwi I don’t want to hear about how you now frolic in Narnian Bliss cuz the virus has passed & your governments don’t totally despise you lmao!)

Anyway....much love and strength and good luck in these times.

Tags Below.

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[goddess-aelin]

The 100 aesthetics/preference tag game!

I thought it would be fun to do a tag game based solely on what your hair, outfit, season, etc. preferences are! And also to make the fandom a little lively again! So here we go!

Rank the seasons from favorite to least favorite: (I’m being difficult and splitting s3 into two) 2-> 1-> 3b-> 4-> 6-> 3a->5 (everyone knows I despised s5. DE SPISED IT, those writers did a horrible job of telling a cohesive story)

Rank Clarke’s hair through the season from best to worst: 6-> 5-> 2-> 1-> 4-> 3!!!!!! This must be last holy cow. I can’t even begin to say how much the dreads make me want to cry. Why did they do that to my girl? People actually liked her hair and outfit in that ugly fur dress? I can’t. Sorry.

Rank Bellamy’s hair/beard through the seasons from best to worst: 2-> 3-> 4-> 1-> 5-> 6 (sorry guys the beard + slicked back hair combo doesn’t do it for me. Now a beard+s3 hair? Whew)

The real debate: the blue shirt or the tan?

Clarke’s blue dress or pink dress?

Favorite raven season: 2 or 3 (this was really hard because Lindsey did such an amazing job in s3 but I loveeeee raven in s2)

Ravens ark vest or red jacket and ponytail or her s6 look

Octavia’s hair in s2 (the braids) or s4 (the ponytail)?

Murphy with long hair or short hair? (Side note: wow Richard, what a glow up)

Favorite Monty season: ooo this is hard: I’m going to say s4 just because chris’ acting...just WOW!

Favorite overall episode: I’m going to have to be a basic bellarke bitch and say day trip.

Favorite scene of all time: the knockin on heavens door scene. I just...every single time I watch it, it gives me chills. THAT is amazing acting, writing, and sound editing.

Biggest wish for s7: hmm...other than canon bellarke? How about clarke griffin smiling and actually getting to be happy and living a long and fulfilling life where her friends don’t constantly put her child’s life in danger and disregard her feelings completely!!

Tagging: @griffinnblake @queenstephaniaa @foreverandalwayscrysis @clarkgriffon @chants-de-lune @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky @clarke-the-ferrari @clarkeindra @lameblake @leiaslightsaber @detectivebellamyblake @catastrophic-chloe @hellyeahbellarkee @broashwhat @famousflowermagazine @chasethesun18 @sassmasterblake @eyessharpweaponshot @useyourtelescope @aainiouu @nvermindiseeyou @natassakar @grumpybell @katersann @pendragaryen @youleftme-clarke @wolfheartgirl @queen-of-the-wallflowers15 @ashleyinwondrland @harpermacintyre @johnmurphysass @just-kristennn @talistheintrovert @astridandoddsandends @lesbellamy @loveisalwayswise @shaeheda or anyone who wants to play!!

[keiraknighted]

Happy bfsn! I was tagged by @carrieeve

I haven’t participated in a while bc the hiatus has been pretty dead and honestly my hope for bellarke is as low as it’s ever been.

But I’m still here, and I actually had a pretty great January! I had some time off work, went to the beach, write some fic, watched some tennis.

I hope everyone else is doing well too ❤️

tagging: @agreytracksuit @anilengka @bettsfic @bilexualclarke @bisexualbellamyblake @catastrophic-chloe @christopherbangs @cllarkegriffin @easilydistractedbyfanfic @eizagonzalezs @electricalice @eyessharpweaponshot @ghostmontygreen @harveysbagel @hvitstark @is-a-bele @jasperjoordan @jellamyjake @lameblake @livinladolcevita @marauders-groupie @ms-mojo-risin71 @nvermindiseeyou @octannibal-blake @pawprinterfanfic @ragingserenity @sly2o @star-sky-earth @the-griffin-green-blakes @thehundredtimesobsessed @tracylorde @useyourtelescope @viviansternwood @youleftme-clarke @taylor-morley @catja @bellofthesky

[youleftme-clarke]

Just a Part of the Job

Rating: Explicit Category: F/M Fandom: The 100 (TV) Relationship: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin  Characters: Bellamy Blake Clarke Griffin Additional Tags: Office Sex Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Shameless Smut Porn with Feelings Mutual Pining Words: 3,931 Chapters: 1/1

Summary: Based on the @the100kinkmeme prompt: Keeping Bellamy happy and relaxed is just a part of Clarke's job as her assistant, but neither expected the feelings that came with the months of illicit, after hours sex.

a/n: This is me trying to break my writer's block. Comments and kudos are very appreciated. And in keeping with tradition, happy birthday, @asroarke ! Enjoy your birthday porn, my friend. I love you!

Clarke closes her eyes and lets her head drop in her hands, unable to look at the numbers that keep blurring together any longer. It’s almost midnight, and everyone went home hours ago. Everyone except her overworked, overtired boss.

Bellamy had insisted on staying to finish the reports tonight, and one pleading look from him was all it took for Clarke to reschedule the night off she had planned with a bubble bath and a bottle of wine.

The intercom on her phone chimes, startling her in the eerie quiet of the empty office. “Clarke, can you come into my office please?”

She recaps her highlighter, her insides warming at the sound of his voice and the excitement it brings her. She didn’t set out to be the stereotypical office blonde, the assistant that sleeps with her boss on the sly when he’s too stressed out and too busy to go home to his wife, but somehow, that’s exactly what she’d turned into. She couldn’t even stand Bellamy when he took over for Marcus Kane, but working in close proximity had made one thing lead to another and then one night, a heated argument had ended with Bellamy bending her over his desk and fucking her from behind in a bout of stress relief they both desperately needed.

But that was over a year ago. Things were different now. She and Bellamy were friends, and he’d left that cheating wife he was too busy to go home to. Now, when late nights at the office turned into trysts behind his desk, it wasn’t quick and rough and dirty. It was gentle and slow. Bellamy was softer with her, more caring, more into the actual act than just chasing a desperate release. If she asked Raven, her friend would tell her that they stopped fucking months ago, and what they were doing now was more akin to making love. But Clarke didn’t want to think about that. Bellamy wasn’t looking for love. He was too busy for it. And if he did want to start seeing someone again, Clarke’s sure it would be someone more in his own league.

She pushes open the door slowly to find Bellamy leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, almost like she’d been just before he paged her. His hair is disheveled like he’s been running his hands through it for hours, and his top button is undone, his tie pulled loose. Clarke finds him the most attractive like this, she just hates the mental exhaustion that brings him here.

“Hey,” she says quietly, walking around his desk.

Bellamy smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. He looks so tired. “C’mere,” he says, reaching out to her.

And who is she to deny him. Clarke walks forward and Bellamy wraps his arms around her waist, hugging her and pressing his face against her soft belly. Clarke stands between his legs and cards her fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his forehead and scratching at his scalp. Bellamy makes a happy sound in the back of his throat and wraps his arms tighter around her.

“You need to rest,” she tells him softly, running her hands through his messy black curls.

“Tell me about it,” he mumbles into her shirt. “That feels good.”

“Yeah?” she says with a smile, happy to be the one to give him just a little bit of a break.

Bellamy brings his hands to her hips, his long fingers easily able to untuck her blouse from her black skirt.

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[the-most-beautiful-broom]

🎄 the-most-beautiful-broom’s 12 days of ficmas  🎄

it’s back, y’all!

rules are the same as last year: want to read the delinquents white elephant gift exchange? a memori nye? a bellarke whoops we’re snowed in? drop me an ask with your ship and your scenario, and I’ll see what I can do! here and here are some prompt ideas (i’m embarrassingly proud of them) and deadline to request is Nov 30th, so I can make sure I have time to write for y’all! as we get closer, i’ll post a list with who’s requested what 🤗

i’m considering making an event may have grabbed a url and made graphics/rules and also a bunch of prompts just in case, it’s fine, so if you’re interested in having your own days of ficmas, DM me! 

tagging some people who participated last year/might like to request something again (and also people who’re just kind and supportive), in case you want me to write you a fic 💕

@thelittlefanpire @dylanobrienisbatman @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold @divinespairings @griffinnblake @kay-emm-gee @chants-de-lune @starboybellamy @aspeckof-stardust @asroarke @nightbleeder @johnmurphysass @baellamy @craniumhurricane @bombshellsandbluebells @tracylorde @youleftme-clarke

[wankadi]

Bellarke Fam Gratitude Day 💛- #weekfive

Hello sunshines! Cannot believe we've reached the finale! I'm on vacay, and I get to experience the finale in this miraculous place (what a quote pun) tomorrow since I never watch live ugh

I'm so, so, SO grateful for this season, because overall, it was (and still will be after tonight) very pleasant thing to watch, experience and f e e l. In addition to that, I got to freak about it with amazing, cheering up, fascinating people.

I could never wish for more. I got to meet a lot of non-polish, and few cutest polish tho! blarkes. I've learned SO MUCH from you all, and my skills have improved A LOT. I got more confident with my English writing, my speaking and socializing. I got more interested in other people’s stories and got more curious about the whole world. I got bigger, less of my surrounding’s perspective. My mind is bigger because of y’all so thank you so much for this change.

I am grateful for Gabriel as my next favorite character of the 100 which HOPEFULLY survives to the 7th season. (Also gabtavia as my next favorite ship, I will go down with it.) I am grateful for amazing plotline for both bellarke, Clarke, Murphy, OCTAVIA. May we meet again Kane and Abby. Or just Kane.

Cannot wait for post season crying/drinking on blarke wine club this Friday! Sending all of you love and happiness!

Tagged tonight by: @bellarkesgodson @nightbleeder @notsoplatonicsoulmates @clakregriffin @thehundredtimesobsessed @shaeheda @clarkgriffon @octaviadblake @johnmurphysass @catastrophic-chloe @disasterbiclarke @sallysimpsons @clarkesgrfin @yourereallyhere @famousflowermagazine @talistheintrovert @hostagetakerandhistraitor @buttered-rice1 @clarkeplease you guys are the most beautiful beings on earth and beyond!

Also if you haven’t done your bellarke fam gratitude day and saying huge thank you for being in this fandom! You may not know me well but I am grateful for each and one of you for being the lights in the fandom tunnel!

@sometimesrosy @carrieeve @broashwhat @niyennor @mmstorytracker @nothing-but-sand-and-dust @bellarkatie @the-suns-also-rise @nvermindiseeyou @starboybellamy @river-kom-spacekru @junebugninja @lameblake @detectivebellamyblake @tracylorde @bellamysgriffinprincess @montygreen @diyozas @swainlake @stilesslydia @scarheadsdoctor @linctavia @queenginnys @sun-breath @princessclarke @captainwilldameron @katersann @livinladolcevita @grumpybell @galaxyblake @pendragaryen @youleftme-clarke and MANY many others. 💛

[arysafics]

Author Tags

tagged by @asroarke, thank you!

Fandoms You Write for: Just the 100 aka Bellarke at the moment

Where you post: ao3 and tumblr

Most popular one shot: Based on kudos it’s My Heart Wasn’t Satisfied

Most popular Multi-Chapter: Lessons to be Learned 

Favorite story you wrote: .Either Seen By Everyone or wish you the worst, wish you the best

Story you were nervous to post: .Almosts and Maybes, mostly because I’d already spent so much time on it and I was worried no one would like it

How do you choose your titles: usually either a song lyric or a word or phrase from the fic

Do you outline: Sometimes, especially if it’s something longer

Complete number of stories: 190 on ao3

In progress: I have one not completed fic on ao3 and I abanonded it because it was terrible. I’ve got a few in progress that I haven’t posted any of

Do you accept prompts: I was until I got too many and now I’m still trying to catch up

Upcoming Story you are most excited about: i’m kinda all over the place with all the ideas i have so i don’t really know tbh

tagging: @bisexualbellamyblake @eyessharpweaponshot @useyourtelescope @octannibal-blake @captaindaddykru @youleftme-clarke @kt-anansi @star-sky-earth @bilexualclarke @marauders-groupie @catja @bellofthesky

[octannibal-blake]

author tag:

i was tagged by: @youleftme-clarke, @the-most-beautiful-broom, @pawprinterfanfic, @arysafics, @asroarke, @thelittlefanpire

i’m tagging: @bettsfic, @selflessbellamy, @bisexualbellamyblake, @easilydistractedbyfanfic, @star-sky-earth, @clarke-the-spooky-ferrari, @catja, @tracylorde, @marauders-groupie, @captaindaddykru, @jasperjoordan, @eyessharpweaponshot

Everyone tagged in this post, and who tagged me, are mega talented and wonderful authors, so please make sure you check out their content because they are AMAZING! I have major love for all of them <3

Fandoms you write for: The 100. I have yet to find a fandom or a couple, as of late, that has inspired me to write the way these two idiots have.

Where you post: ao3 and tumblr

Most popular one shot: you’re my favorite kind of night which feels appropriate because who doesn’t love stripper! bellamy? 

Most popular multi-chapter: when there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire

note: i am so sorry to everyone who has waited a whole damn year for an update. i’m trash and i love you for reading it and i swear i’m gonna pick it up and finish it before this damn show is over lmao.

Favorite story you wrote: I think it’s Seconds Between Light and Sound or An Evening I Will Not Forget, because both felt really authentic to me and honestly, some of my best writing was poured into those.

Story you were nervous to post: oh god, definitely all the noise has died away, this fandom doesn’t exactly love an open ending and it shows lmao

How you pick your titles: almost always from a song. 

Do you outline: what’s an outline?

Complete number of stories: i think like 30? 

In progress:��uh, five. well, plus kinktober fills, plus two other fills...shit

Do you accept prompts: always, but understand that it may take me months to fill it.

Upcoming story you’re most excited for: i’m almost done with the dysfunctional superhero au that @nvermindiseeyou prompted ages ago, and i’m very excited about it! i’m also very excited to finish current WIPs for kinktober! 

[thelittlefanpire]

bellarke fam, may we meet again.

I’ve been thinking about this post for a few weeks now, I’ve looked over my list of fandom friends and fandom greats, all the people who have enhanced my shipping experience, and I just want to say thank you. Not to a terrible showrunner, or writers who seriously let me down with wasted potential, but to the ones who truly loved Bellarke.

Bob & Eliza, with all their faults, pulled me in with their chemistry and talents. And I’m so grateful that they brought these characters and the most epic ship to life before my eyes.

I started watching this show after I saw random gifs on tumblr and a Netflix suggestion that wouldn’t go away, when my son was a few months old and I was in a pretty dark place. I binged before S4, spent the summer getting lost in fic, and officially joined the fandom in S5. I slowly began to find my voice again with these space babies and I’m so proud of all I’ve accomplished in this fandom. The 100 has kept me afloat in the deep waters and been a light on the dark days. I will miss it so much.

But mainly I want to say thank you to all of you. thank you for your metas, your gifsets, your videos, your fanart, your reviews, your liveblogs, your playlists, and your fanfics...you have made this fandom so special for me to be a part of.

Chopped has about 8+ more events planned so we hope you’ll continue to write with us. @chopped100challenge

I have like 50+ fics I still want to write so I, and this blog, will be here for awhile. I can’t wait to see what the rest of you go on to do. You will be great!

so one last tag:

@the-most-beautiful-broom - Christina, you sweet beautiful soul. ilysm. | @dylanobrienisbatman - Bails, we truly created magic together and I am so glad to call you friend | @chants-de-lune @baellamy @youleftme-clarke @asroarke @octannibal-blake @captainmmarvel - the discord delinquents, thank you for including me when I first joined this fandom. your love and support meant the world to me. | @pawprinterfanfic - Essie, I want to steal your word count power. Keep writing, you’re amazing. | @probably-voldemort Kee, you’re like tumblr famous and I think you’re one of the best storytellers ever. | @sometimesrosy - I really wanted you to be right about this journey. | @johnmurphysass Tricia, you are the sweetest. | @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky - thank you for always loving Wells with me. | @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold - your talent is astounding | @kinetic-elaboration - you’re my absolute favorite writer in the whole damn fandom. | @hiddenpolkadots - thanks for being such a babe | @captaindaddykru - you kept me laughing through it all | @marauders-groupie @kindclaws - it was a pleasure reading your works. it was always better than canon | @tabatharich @sly2o @grumpybell @galaxyblake @thetravelerbewithyou @twd-is-life-98 @grifffinclarke @peterstarkss @clarkegriffintitties @daeneryskairipa @charmanderdiyoza @talistheintrovert @widonotts @llysandra @morleybobs @mamabearsdontthink @selflessbellamy @hopewolves @andthelightbulbclicks @el-corazon-y-la-cabeza @catastrophic-chloe @lovethyblakes @ellaalyse @eyessharpweaponshot @clarke-kom-eden @viviansternwood @thefangirlingbarista @justbecauseyoubelievesomething @goddess-clarke @harpermiller — you all are part of the most talented fandom I have ever seen. Thanks for including me. and to all the other bellarke fans that I couldn’t tag (because tumblr only lets me do 50...) share a selfie and let’s love on each other today.