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totallynuwonhere · 3 months

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"A mortal like you, with a vampire like me, just isn’t meant to be”

(I came up with that rhyme on the spot holyshit)

Anyways, this was HEAVILY inspired by the pinterest prompt: “I don’t see a future with you.” So blame it-

TW: A!exis, Nonconsensual Trancing (For technicalities sake, Alex!s’ inability to trance Sam doesn’t apply here)

Note: It gets sloppy towards the end only because I had trouble actually creating a driving force that would cause it and I couldn’t properly put to words how this mini drama skit was rolling in my head, but I wanted to finish it, so I did. At 2 AM on a weekend. Hope you like it!

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It was late in the evening, they had just gotten back from a pack meeting. They pull into the driveway; the sound of rumbling gravel under the truck’s tires as they put the gear in Park.

It had been a long day for the shifter, and all they wanted was to do was recharge, and relax on their balcony bench, enjoying a cup of coffee while cuddled up with their cowboy. They let out an exhausted sigh, hopping out of the truck and making their way to the porch. Reaching for the keys in their back pocket, they caught a glimpse of the door, already creaked open.

Did they forget to close it? Did Sam forget to close it? It had been hours, who knows what could’ve gotten in, they thought.

————EARLIER————

Sam was upstairs when he heard the door open, “Darlin, is that you?” He said, a smile crawling onto his lips as he made his way down to greet them.

It had been about a year since they moved in together, life was good. He loved how much he got to spend time with them, this night in particular, he wanted to surprise his mate. He had spent his entire afternoon preparing their favorite spot up on the balcony, cozying it up to his heart’s content. Pillows, blankets, coffee and tea, the whole nine yards.

When he turned to exit the hall, he froze. He was greeted by Alex!s, standing in the middle of their living room with a devilish grin.

“What are you doing here..” He muttered through gritted teeth, fist clenched so hard he’d break air if it were possible.

“That’s no way to greet a guest, Samuel.” She said, walking towards him.

“What do you want from me.” He practically growled, staring at her, his eyes filled with nothing but hatred.

“I think what I want is pretty clear, Sam. I want you.”

He scoffed, dumbfounded by this woman’s ability to get him to hate her, more than he already does.

“Too bad, because I don’t.”

She chuckled

“I thought you’d say that…”

stepping closer, dragging her finger through the length of his arm, one he pulled back right away, earning another scoff from Alex!s, staring directly into his eyes.

He was so screwed, realizing too late what Alex!s intended when she stepped closer, she got him. All he had now, at least, for now, was his active consciousness. Meanwhile, Alex!s trance gave her the power to stop him in his tracks, a power he knew she’d soon abuse.

————PRESENT————-

“Sam? You home? You left the door unlocked…”

they called out. Trying to remain calm, they cautiously made their way inside, a cool breeze sending a slight unease down their spine.

Looking around, the sounds of wind chimes soon caught their attention, realizing the door up to the balcony had been open, they made their way up.

“Sam? You up here?”

Upon reaching the door, and seeing the silhouette of their broad-shouldered mate, they sighed in relief. As they walked in, the shifter chuckled, being greeted by the sight of their mate sitting in their favorite spot.

“There you are.”

They said, making their way beside him. They took a seat, their lips curling in a soft smile,

“I missed you-“

“We need to talk.”

He said in a low voice, cutting them off. The shifter tilted their head, confused.

“Ok..about?”

Sam turned to face them, his expression cold as the blowing breeze.

“I— I don’t see a future with you.”

He said, without even a glint of hesitation.

“W-what..?”

They froze.

Tears formed and flowed down their cheeks as they sat there, in complete disbelief.

Sam merely watched in cold silence.

“What do you mean?!”

They exclaimed, you could hear the shakiness of their voice, desperately trying not to break down sobbing .

“I just don’t see a future in us, not anymore. I-I can’t be with you, I can’t be with— a mortal.”

He said, his cold words stabbing right through the shifters’ heart. But this was definitely more painful than any physical hit they’d ever taken.

These were the words of a man whose opinions they valued greatly. A man they respected, loved, and they thought loved them back..

With a heavy heart, they took a deep breath, swallowing back their feelings, and took to their feet.

They left.

Rushing out the house, they entered their car and began pulling out the driveway. No tears, no radio, nothing to tune out the growing silence. A silence they’d grow accustomed to from now on.

He watched as they took off, letting out a heavy sigh as he watched their car disappear into the darkness.

“I hope you’re happy.”

He growled, feeling the dark familiar presence behind him.

“Oh believe me, Sammy. I am. And soon, you will be too.”

She said, slithering beside him, hands grabbing onto his arm.

“You took away the only person that made happy.”

He replied. She chuckled, grabbing his chin and turning it to face them.

“I can do more than take them away from you, Samuel. So I suggest you start making the most of what you have, before I put down your little pup.”

Sam scoffed, in complete disbelief of the evil this woman possessed, but he knew there was too much as stake for him to fuck around.

A few days later, Asher had come to pick up Tank’s things. Turns out, they drove over to his place that night, right after they stopped to pick up a fight at the local bar. Bleeding and Bruised once he reached the beta’s house.

That night, Sam had sneak out to see them, one last time. Knowing full well they wouldn’t want to see him, he kept a distance. Standing behind a tree with just the right view from the shifters’ window.

There they were, sitting on the bed, looking to be in deep thought. Even from far away he could notice the puffiness of their eyes. They looked exhausted. He felt terrible. If it weren’t for Alexis having him on a chain he’d be running to them, wrapping his arms around them for comfort. They loved those…just as much as he loved their arms around him.

“I’m sorry, Darlin…”

He said, choking back his tears as he took one last look at them from a far, never to show his face again.

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted sam #redacted darlin’#redacted tank #sam collins #redacted alexis #redacted fanfic #finn writes fanfiction #this took so fucking long i thought it was never gonna see the light of day

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bloodreinasbathwater · 3 days

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The 100 Recs

Fighting for by @wonderswritings

Desperate measures by @margoshansons

Banished by @turning-dreams-into-chaos

Bounty Hunter by @locker42

In the end it was always you by @url-is-under-construction

Privileged by @imagines-all-day-everyday

We come running by @puddygeeks

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slytherintrikru · 9 months

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| 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝗹𝘆𝗿𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗸𝗿𝘂 |

ꜱʟʏᴛʜᴇʀᴅᴏʀ • ᴇᴅɪᴛᴏʀ • ꜱʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ

ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ • ɪɴᴛᴘ-ᴛ

☼ - ♈︎ • ☾ - ♈︎ • ↑ - ♎︎

“ɪᴛ’ꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱ,” ꜱᴀɪᴅ ꜱɴᴀᴘᴇ.

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topazy · 2 years

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Daisy’s first love

#the 100 #silent bloom edits #the 100 fanfiction #Finn Collins x reader #Bellamy Blake x reader

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ao3feed-the100 · 1 year

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Saviour & Survivor

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

by xFemme_Fatale16x

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

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

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

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

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

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M

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

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

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

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

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

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s1ater · 2 years

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secrets out. bellamy blake x reader

summary 🛁: alie gets under the skin of everyone, even the ones who seem the most shut off

warning/s 🚽: swearing, depression, talks of miscarriage, and gif not mine, angst

slater’s note 🪞: season three truly was the best season. this is... dramatic? it has potential but i gave up.

it was your turn.

alie crossed all of them off like a list. one by one, mind fucking them until they couldn’t handle it.

mind manipulation, you knew all about it and you were certain that it wasn’t something you could be so easily affected by. you had met a lot of people, had a lot of boyfriends, and friends, and even your own parents who enjoyed getting into your head with simple words that made you feel guilty or sick to your stomach.

you were sure she couldn’t get into yours.

“hello, sweetheart,” raven quirked her head, already analyzing you and your current mood. “see they finally brought in the big guns.”

you humph in amusement with lips slightly twitching upward as you made your way to one of the boxes that sat close to raven. you were hoping to rest, put your mind to ease as you sat before her, not expecting much to come from her mouth since you were a closed book.

clarke and jasper were practically left open and begging to be read as they sized up to raven with their emotions still filling their eyes to the brim. they were easy targets, easy to tear down, and easy to extract a fit from.

and although bellamy seemed just as shut off as you, he really wasn’t. bellamy had so many problems shoved in the back of his mind that they begun to pile and overflow. and with anger issues compiled from unsettled issues in his past; he was just as much as an easy target as they were.

everyone hits rock bottom, but not all get to face the humiliation of others also realizing and coming to spit in your face.. a plan alie was hoping to put in motion, she just had to bait you first.

“you’ve always been the smart one,” she slightly twisted her head, raven’s eyes dark and filled with a conscious that wasn’t her own. “always thought for the better of others.. never yourself,” she shook her head and you could tell by the way her eyes slightly squinted she had something up her sleeve.

you were intrigued.

“so.. selfless and yet you’re always blamed for every problem that comes up. why do you let that happen, y/n?”

you tilted your head to the side, not exactly finding truth in the last of her words, you had never felt blamed, and if anyone was a scape goat, it’d be murphy. but you still found yourself listening, eating up the lie like a story.

“which is why i’m confused as to.. why you took the chip..” her face screwed up and at the sudden words you inhaled sharply knowing very well everyone heard her words just as you did. “i mean, y/n, as much as a smart decision that was, it was a rather selfish thing of you to do, don’t you think?”

you kept your mouth shut, knowing this wasn’t the last of her words. she had a plan of some kind, she was still trying to get into your head and she felt so close by the way she had just watched you adjust yourself in the slightest way possible.

“like i said before,” you mumbled, “your chip didn’t work.”

“that’s too bad, isn’t it?” she whispered, almost taunting you, “whatever’s hurting you must be something real bad with how brave and strong you are, or—excuse me, seem to be.”

“someone should go in there,” jasper suddenly stood from his spot at the door, listening in, his mouth beginning to grow dry as he stood up anxiously, looking between bellamy and the rest of your friends listening with just as slack and uncomfortable expressions; taken aback.

he made a move to go in but bellamy quickly stopped him, “just wait.”

“bellamy-”

“but then again, the strongest of us always seem to carry the most. you would know wouldn’t you?”

your mouth twitched from frowning deeper as you thought of all the past torment, from the moment you were born to the moment you landed on the ground.

“shall we talk about why you took the chip?”

“we can talk about whatever you want,” you leaned forward with your elbows on your knees.

this couldn’t get any worse than it already was.

“i want you to choose. bellamy or mount weather?”

you swallowed harshly, but your voice was still stern as you stared at her with narrowed eyes, “neither,” you leaned forward, thinking of the many flaws to weaknesses that centered in your heart just with the those topics. “i want to talk about you, raven, only you.”

“deflecting the question won’t work, y/n,” she almost glared at you, “you said we could talk about what i wanted and now i made a decision; i want to talk about what happened in mount weather after you got shot.”

your face dropped and you didn’t even try to hide it, remembering exactly what she was talking about and the room suddenly felt hot and you wanted to leave but you felt completely sucked in like she was a vacuum, giving you no choice but to get swallowed.

“you were pregnant, right?” raven’s head dipped to the side, already knowing she had gotten to you despite your face no longer showing a sign of distress. “with a little girl?”

jasper’s gaze, as well as everyone else’s, landed on the side of bellamy’s jaw, eyes wide, holding their breath, waiting for him to step in, to stop it, do anything but freeze up like a stick, struck dumb with shock.. and hurt and a pain he couldn’t distinguish, something he had never felt before to the point he didn’t even know if it was all real.

raven tsk’d, eyes landing on her lap, “such a shame really.” you could see the sick smile that began to climb up her cheeks, making you want to scream, shout, anything to get rid of the pain clawing at your chest. “does bellamy know?” she looks up, as if wanting to really know, as if she didn’t already. “i mean he is the father after all, you think he’d deserve to know.”

he knew now.

“bellamy, do something,” clarke gaped at him, her hand tugging at his arm, begging him to snap out of the trance he was in. “bellamy, you need to go in there. you need to get her out of there."

“he held you... thinking you'd die, completely unaware of the baby inside that really took the bullet," raven inhaled, sighing, her head shaking. "that really is sad, i don't know how you didn't end it-"

you got up and she smiled, anticipating this moment. but you don't do what she wished you'd do. you stood calmly, staring deep into her hazel pupils, amusement snowing around, almost encouraging you to inflict pain on her.

"you're not real," your voice is low and quiet, "you can't effect me. you promote a false devotion and promise a final happiness and safety from pain, but you're flawed and can't even bring the weak of us down."

your eyes dart back and forth in search of some emotion in her eyes, but it seems she goes blank and shuts down like a computer until her jaw tips up, pulling closer to your face, whispering back, "you think that you're so brave, y/n. you think that you're some courageous soldier just because of the luck you had of showing up in the right place at the right time," you feel a hand grip your bicep while the other wrapped around your mid section, slowly pulling you away from the words that ran out of her mouth fast, “but you're wrong, deep down you're coward just like all your friends and my point is only further proven when you took the chip, because admit it y/n, you're scared, you're scared-"

you felt like you had been ripped from a different world once bellamy had spun you around to face him. your body shook internally as realization overcame you of what had all been revealed within that room. bellamy looked scattered as he stared into your eyes with his own wide ones. he didn't look himself; he looked worried and maybe even sad.

very sad.

"y/n, sit down for me, please," he grasped your arms lightly, pulling you down on one of the chair slowly and gently, afraid you'd break under his touch. he was completely disoriented and he wasn't even sure if what was all happening was real.

you stayed blank in the mind, feeling completely drained and distraught to the thought of what was running around in his head right now. it hurt that he now knew everything.

"talk to me," he slowly kneeled before you, "what—baby, what happened to you?"

you inhaled sharply, the feeling of tears beginning to form in the crest of your eyes as you begun to feel overwhelmed—your chest tightened and it seemed like such a strain on your lungs when you tried to breathe, "bellamy, a lot happened in... mount weather that i can't even begin to explain. i'm not even sure what was real and what wasn't."

"i was in a dark spot," it was hard to force out and you could barely look him in the eye with the intensity he kept within his eyes. his heart hurt for you and he couldn't even begin to think straight with all that was revealed with raven. "i can't think straight half the time, bellamy and after everyone was killed at mount weather.. and i was shot... i didn't feel like the same person anymore.. nothing felt right..."

you choked. your voice caught in the back of your throat as you attempted to explain yourself but he stopped you, shushing your voice as your tears begun to slowly fall and paint your cheeks. he pulled you close by the back of your neck, stroking his thumb against your scarred skin while the other wrapped around your waist, pulling you to him and his warmth. he held you tightly and so hard, that his ribs hurt but he didn't care because he was afraid that you'd slip from his grip, like you had before.

but you stayed and you held him just as tight, allowing yourself to sink, because this was the only thing that truly felt right.

navigation.

@thecraziestcrayon @mynewnamedoesnotmatter @myalupinblack @cc13723things @uselesssapphickitten @black-rose-29 @reality-runaway @let-love-bleeds-red @rudypankowisdaddy @the-anxious-youth @kitkat-mini @itzstacie @deadbeatbarb @phantompogues @rowena-ravenclaws-diadem @dayanaralight @nyx3028 @hizziestial

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pinkpoppymoon · 2 years

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Gotta love some silent bloom angst

Silent Bloom @topazy

#the 100 #the 100 edits #bellamy blake x reader #silent bloom edits #the 100 fanfiction #deja vú #Bellamy Blake #Finn Collins

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teenwolfmarvel-obsessor · 3 years

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The 100 Masterlist

Notes:

I have put which AU the stories are!

♥ = Fluff

💋 = Smut

⭐️ = Angst

🎶 = Song inspired

Requests are Open

My work is MY WORK and is NOT to be reposted on any other website besides Tumblr. Re-blogging is welcomed but republishing the story as your own is not okay.

__________________________

Finn Collins

Distraction ♥

Return ♥

Best Friends to Lovers ♥

Home isn’t just a place ♥ ⭐️

Bellamy Blake

Scars ⭐️ ♥

Training Days ♥

The L word ♥

Someone New ♥ (Modern AU)

Interruptions 💋 ♥

Living Nightmare ♥

Failed Attempts (Valentine's Day) ♥

Lost in your Eyes ♥ 💋

Jasper Jordan

Drunken Thoughts ♥ (College AU)

#the 100 #finn collins #finn collins x-reader #finn collins imagines #thomas mcdonell #bellamy blake #bellamy blake imagines #bellamy blake x-reader #bob morley #jasper jordan #jasper jordan x-reader #jasper jordan imagines #devon bostick #imagines #y/n #x reader #fanfiction #y/n x character

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uniqorrn · 3 years

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Bellamy Blake x Reader

Location: The Dropship

Summary: After leaving the camp with Clarke, Jasper, Octavia, Monty, and Fin in attempt at getting to the mountains you make the mistake of following Octavia into the fresh water you find along the way. After Octavia is attacked by a creature in the water she is saved by Jasper. You all think you're safe but, the creature comes back for more and takes you this time instead, leaving you injured when the group finally saves you. However, Bellamy isn't too happy to see that both his sister and his girlfriend come back to camp wounded.

Warnings: ⚠️ language, kind of a make-out session/a little smutty, blood, being attacked by a creature, injuries, mentions of drowning/drowning like scenes, overprotective! and jealous! Bellamy(but hey who doesn't like that 😉)

Pairing(s): Bellamy Blake x Reader some Fin x Reader if you squint.

Words: 2,292

A/n: For this imagine the story has been altered a little bit. And I apologize if somethings wrong with the scene, I just started watching the 100 so I apologize in advance if i anything seems off or wrong.

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Your POV:

"Are you sure we're going the right way, Clarke?" You groaned out as you stepped over yet another large tree root. You had been walking for hours and your body was tired. All you wanted was to sit down and rest for just a minute.

"Yes, I'm sure." She paused, taking in a deep breath as she looked around at the woods. "I at least think we are."

"Maybe we should go back to ca-"

"Hey, guys! Check this out!" You were interrupted by a sudden shout, turning your head in the direction of the shout you sped up your pace until you moved into a run. Your e/c eyes widened at the sight, allowing them to dance across the crystal still water that laid in front of you. A wide grin tugged at your lips as you turned to look at Octavia, giving her that same mischievous smirk that she was giving you.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" She laughed, her eyes darting back out to the still water.

"Hell yeah!" You shouted, pumping your fist into the air before starting to take off your jeans as you watched Octavia begin to break the still water, creating ripples the further she walked in.

"Man, I love earth" you heard Jasper mumble behind you. You rolled your eyes at his comment knowing he was watching you and Octavia strip of your clothes. With that same smirk you followed Octavia into the water, sighing at the cold sensation that wrapped around your body the deeper you went. However, you only made it waist deep in the water when the group behind you began shouting.

"Get out of the water!"

"Get out of the water now you guys!" Your eyes widened at the way the water moved. Fast ripples and waves moved towards you and Octavia at a lightning fast speed. You turned on your feet and moved out of the water as fast as you could, slipping and sliding on the wet rocks beneath your feet as the water restricted your movements. The rest of the group were up on the rocks, shouting and reaching their hands out towards you and Octavia. You managed to get closer to the rocks to grab Fins hand, who pulled you out of the water and onto land unharmed. Without a minute of rest you turned around quickly, screaming out your bestfriends name in fear.

"Octavia!" You cried, letting go of Fins arm as you fell to the ground near the edge of the rock you were standing on. Your eyes landed on Octavia just as the creature took her under the water, your eyes glazing over with tears instantly.

"Octavia! No!" You continued to cry out for her, your eyes searching the deep river for any signs of her. Just as soon as everyone thought she was gone, she broke the surface again and dragged around in circles, screaming for help.

"Quick! Help me distract it. Maybe it will let her go." Clarke shouted, pushing a large boulder into the water with the help of Fin. Just as she thought, the creature let go of Octavia and rushed to the splash that was created by the giant rock. Jasper ran to the waters surface, jumping in and pulling her out of the water and onto land safely.

"Octavia! Your leg." Clarke mumbled, pointing to the smaller wound on her upper thigh. I stayed sitting on the cold wet rock, watching the group from a distance as they checked on her wound. I was too busy focusing on slowing my breathing that I didn't notice the creature was coming back until something grabbed my ankle. A sharp, loud scream left my throat as I was dragged back into the freezing cold water. As I went under, I inhaled some of the river water, coughing it back up and gasping for air as I surfaced.

"Y/n!" The group shouted, rushing to the edge of the rock.

"Y/n! Hold on! Quick, Somebody help her!" I could hear Octavia's terrified shouts from the shore as the creature dragged me around the water. However, everyone was frozen In place and too shocked to do anything. Another sharp scream left my throat as sharp teeth sank into my waist and left arm, blood staining the water red as it leaked from my body and into the river.

"S-Somebody... h-help me!" I coughed out, reaching my right hand out of the water as if someone would grab it and help pull me out. By this time I had inhaled too much water and was becoming dizzy from the lack of oxygen. As spots started clouding my vision everything stopped, the creature released me from its hold and suddenly I was floating, kicking myself up above the waters surface to try and inhale what oxygen I could. My body grew tired the more I kicked, pain shooting up my left side with each thrust as i kicked myself closer to the shore. My head started to go under again, my breathing turning into desperate gasps.

"It's alright, I got you now." Fins hands wrapped around my arm, pulling me out of the water and back onto the shore. He pressed me against his chest as I coughed up more water onto the rocks, groaning at the pain that throbbed on my left side. He gently put me down on the ground, rolling me onto my side to let the water fall from my mouth.

"Oh god.. Y/n! Are you okay?!" Octavia shouted, her eyes glossing over as she looked at the deep gash on my waist.

"I-I'm alright..-" I paused to cough, wincing at the pain in my side. "I think anyway" I forced out a laugh, soon followed by another short coughing fit.

"Let's get you two back to camp, those injuries are bad." Clarke said, the others all nodding in agreement as they crowded around me.

"Wait you guys.." Jaspers eyes widened, his lip quivering slightly. It's like he was frozen with fear, even greater fear than what we just went through.

"What Jasper? We don't have time to wait." Clarke lectured, per usual for her. There was a rather long pause as we all waited for Jasper to speak up again. And when he finally did the groups eyes widened in fear, swallowing the lumps in their throats as he uttered those five words.

"Bellamy's going to kill us."

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"Someone get me some medical supplies!" Clarke shouted as we made it into the clearing of the camp. All eye turned to look at us, hushed gasps and whispered filling the clearing as Jasper helped Octavia sit down on a log and while Fin placed me on the floor next to her, helping me lean back against the log for support. Bellamy and Murphy were in the back of the large crowd that had gathered around. They shared a look, Bellamy's jaw flexing as he pushed forward through the crowd, Murphy following quickly behind.

"What the hell happened here?" That voice. That stern, deep, husky voice you knew all to well sounded above all the commotion. You raised your head slightly, giving Bellamy a tired smile as Fin adjusted you once more for Clarke to be able to work her magic. Murphy stood next to Bellamy, the two giving each other a worried yet curious stare as their eyes landed on my wounds.

"Ow! Clarke that stings!" I hissed out, jerking backward slightly as she applied some ointment to the wound. Bellamy walked up to Octavia first, sending Fin and Clarke a glare as they ignored his protests and questions. But, I didn't fail to see that stern glare he sent their way as he squatted down next to his sister. He was always overprotective of me and his sister but, when it came to me it was a whole new level of overprotective. I was used to it by now but, it still sent butterflies to my stomach knowing he still felt and acted the same way as when we first met.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. But, we need to clean the wound, it could get infected." You could hear Bellamy and Octavia mumbling at the other end of the log. Bellamy's jaw tightened in anger and worry the more he heard your painful moans. He hated seeing you hurt in anyway so, you can imagine the shock he had when he saw you entering the camp with a bloody gash on your waist and a rather large scratch on your left arm. He wasn't there to protect you and that pissed him off even more. After Clarke was done she and Fin walked over to Octavia, leaving you alone for only a few seconds before Bellamy was right at your side.

"Are you crazy? You could've gotten yourself killed Y/n!" He mumbled, placing a hand on your shoulder as he used the other one to lean on, giving himself some support.

"I'm fine, Bellamy. Fin pulled me out of-"

"Fin?! Why is it always about Fin nowadays!" He whisper-yelled, his face turning red in anger and jealousy.

"Bellamy calm down! I'm alive thanks to him-"

"I'm not going to calm down Y/n! You could have died! don't you get it? you could have died out there and I wouldn't know. I don't like that he touched you.. I don't like that he was the one that pulled you out of the water. I don't like that he's the one who brought you back to camp wrapped up in his arms as if he was your boyfriend-" I cut off his jealous rant with a kiss, pressing my lips onto his in a heated kiss. His breathing slowed down and his muscles began to relax as our lips moved in sync. After a minute we broke away for air, resting our foreheads against each others. He moved his lips down to my neck to place rough yet sweet kisses there, earning a gasp out of me. He placed feather light kisses the rest of the way down, stopping at my exposed shoulder -as I was wearing a tank top- to place small, light, loving kisses there. A small groan left my lips at his light touch which caused him to smirk against my skin. He knew exactly what he was doing and only made his ego bigger.

"Bell.. Not here. Not in front of everyone." I mumbled, pushing his head up so he could look me in the eyes again.

"Why not? Everyone should know that you belong to me." He smirked, tucking his hand underneath my legs as the other wrapped around my lower back, careful not to touch the wound on my hip. He stood up with me in his arms-bridal style- as he started walking to his tent. Giving Fin a sharp glare and a smirk as he passed him before entering me and his shared tent. He gently set me on the cot, giving me another hot kiss on my lips. He placed his hands on either side of me to support himself as he hovered over me. His black curly hair fell over his face as he planted his lips back on my neck, kissing and sucking till a sharp gasp left my throat once again. He abused that spot for a moment, smirking against my skin as our breathing became heavier and our bodies became hotter.

"You're lucky you're injured right now or else I wouldn't be holding back." His hot breath hit against my skin as he spoke, making another quiet moan leave my throat.

"Oh really?" I smirked, placing a firm kiss on his toned jawline. He took in a sharp breath, falling to lay beside me on the cot. His signature smirk was plastered on his face as he made himself comfortable next to me, his hand running down the thigh that wasn't injured.

"Now you've got me all hot and bothered, babe." I grumbled, scooting down so I could lay my head on his bicep, giving him a small kiss on the cheek before I snuggled into his chest.

"You could say it's payback for almost dying on me."

"Well, you'll just have to punish me when I'm better don't you think?" I questioned. I already knew what his answer would be but, I enjoyed the teasing.

"Oh you know it babygirl." He smirked, looking down at me with those dark, brooding eyes. oh boy were you in for a treat once your wound healed.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The 100 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: John Murphy/Raven Reyes, Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin, Monty Green/Jasper Jordan Characters: John Murphy (The 100), Raven Reyes (The 100), Bellamy Blake, Clarke Griffin, Monty Green, Jasper Jordan, Jacapo Sinclair Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Christmas Fluff

Summary:

The (hopefully) up-and-coming band, Arkadia, find themselves stuck in the middle of nowhere right before Christmas. It’s all a bit Virgin Mary for them, but luckily an old friend (with a very appealing knack for stage lighting) lives nearby.

MILD SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT

[ I am so late to the party lol ]

Second review of a fic by @hopskipaway!

This one shot was very fun to read, lighthearted and fluffy, with a lot of nice references and good use of canon material. Loved the warm, christmassy atmosphere and the Murven parts, but what really caught my attention were the dynamics between the band members! By the end of the fic it seemed to me that I’d known them for a long time, but I still wanted to know more details about them as a group! It definitely piqued my interest because their interactions as a group and between single characters were very well written and described.

Highlights:

I really like the match between characters and instruments although I’ve always thought of Murphy as the quirky guitarist with a knack for improvising solos and Bellamy as the charming lead singer (not complaining tho)

The Jonty hints in the first part of the fic (adorable)!

The underground vibe in Murphy’s thoughts about their ‘tour’

Clarke was /very/ on point as the super busy no-nonsense band manager

The nicknames in the group chat. ‘Momager Griffin’ had me cackling

Sinclair the good foster dad 😭 I loved how he was written and the fact that he and Raven love each other a lot and he still lets her go with the band! Top Good Father Figure right here.

The metal figurines were such a cute idea to introduce Finn!

The reference to Bryan kicking ass to whoever approaches Miller and the napping references *chef’s kiss*

Once again, good job! 💚

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