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azgedaspy · 2 years

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previous tags: 2022 tag drop

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000. ooc ‚ the author is dead and i’m getting my inheritance.

000. askbox ‚ send in before reblogging.

000. audio ‚ graveyards whistling.

000. positivity ‚ come on try a little‚ nothing is forever ♡

001. media ‚ very dangerous‚ very loyal.

001. analysis ‚ duty first unto death.

001. desires ‚ i feel the current within.

001. aesthetic ‚ memory‚ too‚ lives in my body.

002. main ‚ i have pasts inside me i did not bury properly.

002. azencova ‚ does she know that we bleed the same ?

002. space ‚ i found love where it wasn’t supposed to be.

002. eden ‚ the farmers will save the world.

002. bunker ‚ death is the only enemy.

002. delinquent ‚ your crimes have made you expendable.

002. modern ‚ what – who is a warrior without a war ?

002. other ‚ we hurt‚ we burn‚ we bloom.

002. wolf ‚ tenderness in her howl‚ loyalty in her blood.

002. book two ‚ this is not the world i was built for.

003. bellamy ‚ you’re in my veins and i cannot get you out.

003. harper ‚ she is the words that i can’t find.

003. clarke ‚ what do we say to the god of death ?

003. roan ‚ there are oceans between us.

003. graunkru ‚ let’s see how far we’ve come.

003. octavia ‚ who is the lamb and who is the knife ?

003. raven ‚ beauty is dangerous‚ intelligence is lethal.

003. murphy ‚ this is a place where i feel at home.

003. monty ‚ he is the sunlight‚ the sun is gone.

003. emori ‚ you feel like home somehow.

003. nia ‚ war makes murderers of us all.

003. ontari ‚ you used to be alive‚ now you’re almost mythic.

003. azgeda ‚ the lone wolf dies‚ the pack survives.

003. speiskru ‚ our ghosts will flicker and we’ll be alright.

003. wonkru ‚ for the heirs to come‚ be brave.

003. ember ‚ loving you is the best thing i will ever do.

003. erika ‚ the meek shall inherit the earth.

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003. family ‚ is love a salve or just a deeper kind of wound ?

003. robyn ‚ there’s a dead girl inside me and i’m the one who killed her.

003. andria ‚ i wish i could save you.

003. kairo ‚ i know you’re not the one i’m looking for‚ but i am so cold and a fire is a fire.

003. heda ‚ i’m the commander. no one fights for me.

retired (struck out for convenience):

001. skills ‚ i needed a hug. they gave me a knife.

002. band ‚ what happens backstage stays backstage.

003. indra ‚ today you saved lives. tomorrow you'll take them.

003. lincoln ‚ we're responsible for the monster we become.

003. angel ‚ she was born a fighter‚ gatekeeper of an endless war.

003. jasper ‚ you wiped out an entire civilization‚ yet he’s the one who can’t sleep at night.

003. gaia ‚ blood of her blood‚ i spill mine for you.

003. pike ‚ resist and be met by force‚ fight and be greeted by death.

003. everest ‚ i refused to see what my heart already knew.

003. tierra ‚ she alone is a goddess‚ without altar or statue to pray.

003. bec ‚ let her be soft and let her be mine.

003. obika ‚ i could not recognize your face in the rubble.

003. willow ‚ i told my mother: one day i'm gonna make you proud.

003. flint ‚ i asked my father: why are we so human?

003. lexa ‚ the dead are gone and the living are hungry.

003. madi ‚ child thrust into war: what will you become when it ends ?

003. shaw ‚ the machines were expendable, but the people weren't.

003. reed ‚ we have been trying to go home all our lives.

#003. robyn ‚ there’s a dead girl inside me and i’m the one who killed her.#003. andria ‚ i wish i could save you.#003. family ‚ is love a salve or just a deeper kind of wound ?#003. kairo ‚ i know you’re not the one i’m looking for‚ but i am so cold and a fire is a fire.#003. heda ‚ i’m the commander. no one fights for me.

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wonderswritings · 1 year

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SL Miniseries: You Weren't Mine to Lose Info

This is a AU Miniseries for Starless Lovers, set after S3. Below the cut are 2 different sections that talk about canon differences and canon spoilers. Canon differences are first and then canon spoilers. I tried to be as vague as possible with canon spoilers. This is mainly just an overview of things that could be addressed in the miniseries. I just wanted to put this out and I originally was going to put it in the first chapter but I figured a separate post would be better.

Things that are different from Canon SL:

Sato did not die in S2. Instead of being in the village, he was on his way to the village and saw the massacre aftermath.

Esmeray and a small group known as the Resistance, kill Ontari and reclaim Tondc.

Praimfaya does not happen.

Luna comes to Tondc for revenge against Esmeray, blaming her for the death of her people that Alie killed. Sato stops Luna before she can kill Esmeray and Luna is imprisoned until it is decided that she would be killed for treason.

Spoilers for Canon SL:

Bellamy does save Esmeray from Mount Weather, but Skaikru does not keep her with them.

The massacre of the army happens, and Esmeray is taken prisoner by Pike.

Ontari takes over as Commander and labels Esmeray as a traitor, forcing her to go on the run.

Pike kills Lincoln and Octavia kills him after they stopped Alie.

#starless lovers miniseries #you weren't mine to lose #bellamy blake x reader #the 100 x reader

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ao3feed-the100 · 1 year

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Ground Down

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/F3JMv8I

by ThatCrookedShrub

As one of four children raised in the military, Lexa should be looking forward to having her efforts rewarded as one of the recruits up for consideration to lead their unit, but her mind is elsewhere.

As a failing medicine student, Clarke should be working hard to learn to help people, but struggles to accept that saving some means losing others and that some cannot be saved anymore.

Time does not wait up, all things fall down eventually.

This is a The 100 AU that stays rather close to the first three seasons of the series, but takes liberties with the characters, setting, and order of events, and will eventually depart from the series plot because I keep resurrecting characters, which inevitably changes the storyline. Lots of ships still sailing, I am not outwardly discriminating any, if you have favourites. This can be read without having seen the series or read the books, but you may get more of the jokes if you are familiar.

I'll put a general warning here, I'll likely end up discussing sensitive topics.

Words: 5004, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Lexa (The 100), Clarke Griffin, Abby Griffin, Marcus Kane, Indra (The 100), Lincoln (The 100), Octavia Blake, Bellamy Blake, Luna (The 100), Raven Reyes (The 100), Anya (The 100), Monty Green, Jasper Jordan, Gaia (The 100), Finn Collins, Aden (The 100), Becca (The 100), Harper McIntyre, Titus (The 100)

Additional Tags: Clexa, the100 - Freeform, The100AU, the100fanfiction, Implied/Referenced Suicide, trauma warning

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/F3JMv8I

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

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cs-and-bellarke · 1 year

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Love isn't weakness: A Bellarke Fanfic

Ao3, FF

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Chapter 10

Bellamy’s P.O.V

After school I take Clarke to my secret spot and every time I take her there she seems more free. Every time I look at her I know I feel something for her, every time I hear her laugh it makes me smile, and every time she smiles I know how much I am falling for her. She looks so peaceful sitting at the edge of the cliff and I know that not a thing in the world could harm her.

“You okay Princess” I asked her.

“Yeah, it's so peaceful out here, thanks for showing me this place,” she says.

“Your very welcome and you are the only one who knows about this place not even Octavia knows about it”

“Really”

“Yeah”

“Why, this place is beautiful and why not your sister”

“Because when I found this place it became mine and I didn’t want anyone to know about it, and my sister would tell all her friends then it wouldn’t be my place… well our place now I guess” I explained to her.

“You really want to call it our place?” she asks.

“Yeah, why not?”

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*couple hours later*

A couple hours later and we are still at the cliff, she has a smile on her face and I can’t take my eyes off of her, her smile is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. “Ready to go Princess?”

“I guess, but I wish I could stay here forever,” she says.

“Yeah, well you can’t and if you are not home soon, Murphy will not be happy”

“Yeah I know, how about I stay at your house tonight and I’ll tell Murphy I’m with Octavia so he doesn’t kick your ass”

“If you want to but you know how O is when you don’t tell her your coming over”

“I know, but I don’t care”

“Okay”

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Clarke’s P.O.V

“I’ll text him on the way to your place. Also, I never told you how sorry I am that your mom is in the hospital” I told him.

“It’s not your fault , it’s okay, I hope she is going to be fine” he says.

M= Murphy and C= Clarke

C- hey can I ask you something

M- yeah what’s up

C- is it okay with you if I stay at Octavia’s, I know that I don’t need your permission but I wanted it.

M- sure, but stay away from Bellamy Blake.

C- why?

M- because he is not a good person for you to be around.

C- like you?

M- shut up and stay away from him.

After Murphy sent me the last text I started laughing at it and I know Bellamy was confused as to why I was. “What?” he asked.

“Murphy being Murphy” I say to him

“What did he say”

“He told me to stay away from you but I asked him why then he said because you’re not a good person for me to be hanging around then I told him like you… he then told me to shut up and stay away from you”

“Wow”

“Yep”

We arrive at his house and I go to his room to get changed into something more comfy to sleep in, I’m sleeping on the couch and O has no idea that I am here because she is with “friends” aka her boyfriend Lincoln (don’t tell Bellamy). Bellamy thinks that Lincoln is just Octavia’s friend but he asked her out a couple weeks ago and she said yes...he asked her out even though he was threatened not to...he didn’t care because he really likes Octavia.

After I was done getting changed I went into the living room and sat by the window, Bellamy came into the room 5 minutes later and sat next to me. “Why are you not with O and the other girls?” he asks.

“Well Raven is there and she doesn’t really like me remember...and we are always around each other so…” I told him.

“Okay...you can sleep in O’s room”

“Okay thank you, I would’ve been okay out here”

“No, she's not here so why not sleep in a real bed”

“Okay then”

Bellamy then goes to his room and I make myself some tea, after that I sit back at the window and think about how I can’t fall for Bellamy even though I kinda have. He is always flirting and I can’t help but smile at him because I don’t want it to stop but Love Is Weakness.

I go to bed and I try to fall asleep but I can't because my mind keeps running and I keep thinking of Bellamy and his charming face. I look at the clock and I see that it is 11:35pm and I’m wide awake, unable to sleep, tossing and turning and not able to fall asleep. I go to the living room and sit by the window again, looking at the stars.

1:00am and I’m still unable to sleep and I’m still sitting at the window looking at the stars, then I hear Bellamy’s door open but I don’t look up at all. “What are you doing up, princess?” he asks when he sees me sitting by the window.

“Couldn’t sleep,” I told him.

“Why not”

“Don’t know” I lied to him.

“Well, do you want some tea?” he asked me.

“Sure, I would love some” About 10 minutes later he comes back with two mugs of tea and sits next to me, we sit in silence and then I feel him staring at me. “What?” I ask him.

“Nothing, just you look tired...why can’t you sleep and don’t tell me you don’t know, tell me the truth please” he says.

“Because of the dream I had the other night and I don’t want to have another one”

“Was it a nightmare?”

“No, more like a dream I want to happen in real life but I’m too afraid of it because I don’t want to get hurt”

“Okay...well you need sleep so just remember it was dream most likely it won't happen but there is a chance it will”

“That’s what I’m afraid of...I don’t yet I do want it to happen...I don’t know what to do or think, yeah I get it, it was just a dream but it scares me and I don’t know what to do” I explain to him.

“I know what you should do...go to bed” he says.

“Fine, I’ll go to bed”

“Good” I go to bed and I end up having a dream.

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*In dream*

We sat there and then his hand lightly touched my face and then our lips connected and I felt my heart on fire. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled me closer to him as I moved closer to him as much as possible. We pull apart and I smile at him, and he smiles at me then I lean against him.

“I can’t believe it took me 2 months to get you to fall for me,” he says.

“Can I tell you something?” I asked him, he nods and I continue “I fell for you the day I met you”

“Are you serious, I fell for you the day I saw you and it took me forever to come up to you, then our break ups happened and you were alone so...I came up to you”

“You're sweet, and we’ve been dating for 3 weeks and it's been the best 3 weeks ever and…”

“Are you breaking up with me?”

“No, no, no, no, I wanted to say I love you” I said really fast.

“You what?” he asks.

“I love you”

“I love you too, more than you know”

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Bellamy and I were at his house lying on the couch and then Octavia comes in and her jaw drops and she’s speechless. “Are you two...to...together?” she somehow was able to ask.

“Maybe?” Bellamy hesitates to say.

“Are you okay?” I asked her.

“Why have you never told me about this!” she starts to yell.

This Is Not Good.

Bellamy and I look at each other and then he speaks up. “We never told anyone because we didn’t or want anyone to know...we wanted just us and so we hid it from everyone...but I’m surprised no one knew because we didn’t exactly hide it” he says.

“Well I’m your sister and she's my best friend, you should have told me about this” she says.

“I’m standing right here” I say to her.

“I know, please tell me why you didn’t tell me you were dating my brother”

“Because we didn’t want anyone to know so if we told you, you would have told everyone else then we would have been pissed at you”

“Why date my brother then?”

“I’m standing right here,” Bellamy says.

“I’m dating your brother because I fell in love with him and everything is better when I am with him, you said you were okay if we saw each other so 2 months later he asked me and I said yes. Your brother is the best thing that’s happened to me and I don’t care if you don’t approve because I love him” I explained to her.

She walks off and Bellamy gives me a look that says ‘what did you just do’ I shrug it off and go into the kitchen to get some food for Bell and I. “Why did you say all that to her?” he asks when I return.

“Because she needed to know how I feel about you and why we hid it from everyone” I told him.

“Is that how you really feel about me?”

“Why would I lie about that… of course that’s how I really feel about you, if it wasn’t I wouldn’t have said it”

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*that night*

Bellamy and I were lying in bed when he climbed up on top of me and started kissing my neck, I didn't stop him and instead I took off his shirt and he pulled off mine. He gives me a look like he is asking for permission and I give him a look saying it’s okay. Things started to heat up even more and quicker than anything. We were both naked and he dug into me, I tried to hold my moan in but I couldn’t and I let it out as he pushed harder into me.

At this moment everything is perfect.

At this moment nothing could be wrong.

*even later that night*

After having sex with Bellamy, I laid there not wanting anything else to happen other then what we just did for the rest of my life...then it hit me...what will Murphy do when he finds out about me and Bellamy?

*end of dream*

I wake up to my phone going off and the first thing that hits my mind is…’ I had dream sex with Bellamy’ shit.

#Bellarke #Bellamy Blake #Clarke Giffin #Bellarke fanfic

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forbescaroline · 3 years

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TOP 100 SHIPS OF ALL TIME: #29. octavia blake and lincoln (the 100)

#linctavia #the100edit #the100daily #linctaviaedit #lincoln #octavia blake #the 100 #otp: he was my home #**#100ships #mine: the 100 #mine: lincoln and octavia #the darkest show in the world smh

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kinetic-elaboration · 11 months

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July 6: Linctavia, Troubled

Lincoln/Octavia, Octavia-centric, ~1,200 words

For the prompt "Calm and its antonyms (troubled, harsh, furious, worried)" for July Break Bingo 2023 @julybreakbingo

This was originally going to include some more events and stretch a little longer, in a way that would have made better use of the prompt, but I got caught up in the atmosphere of the "intro" and decided, this is good enough as is. It's technically set in the same universe as one of my (many) unwritten WIPs.

The heavy clouds that have been following them for days finally burst, just as Lincoln and Octavia make it to the shore. Lincoln can't light the signal fire, and anyway, he says, Floukru would never send out boats in this sort of storm. So they pitch their tent just past the tree line and hide themselves there, claustrophobic and breathless, for thirty-six hours until the sky lightens and the violent weather starts to calm.

Octavia has never seen water like this in her life. For the first hour, she stands out in the whirlwind, lets herself get drenched. She's not tired of the rain yet, the tempestuous and harsh and vicious weather of the ground. Better, she thinks, than a slow march of the same, the same, the same, every single day, lights that rise and fade with a computer's rhythm, air recycled through machines. Better than that. Out here, the bitter, cold wind makes her shiver and the rain soaks through her clothes within minutes and then gathers slick and cold on her skin, weights down her clothes and her hair. The sound of it as it hits the ocean, turns the sand of the beach to mud, of the thunder rolling thick and close above her, roiling through a deep gray sky sometimes cut through with quick, sharp flashes of light, all intrigue and fascinate her more than they discomfort.

More than that, she simply cannot stop looking at the water. The ocean. Water without boundaries or barriers, water stretching out to the horizon's edge, water crashing with such power and force against the rocks at the land's end. Water foaming white and angry at its edges, and farther out a deep blue mixed with shades of black and lighter blue, spiked and uneven with waves, rolling over and over itself as if powered by an invisible engine deep underground. She gets caught up in the hypnotic rhythm of the waves. The turbulent blue sliding over blue, the power of the water as it hits and hits and hits the shore.

Lincoln stands next to her, squinting through the sharp needles of rain. He's trying to hold a jacket over them, but the partial roof only magnifies the sound of the raindrops; sheets of water slide down from it and splash against Octavia's back and legs.

He follows her sight line across the vastness of the sea.

"It reminds me of you," he says. She can barely hear him, even shouting. The storm swallows up his voice, blows it away on the wind.

"I don't see it," she answers.

Lincoln's shoulder bumps against hers. If he weren't holding up the jacket, he would probably try to take her hand. For a while now, since not long after they left the settlement, she's been quiet and hard to reach, and it's not out of spite that she's pulled in on herself, and yet she can't bring herself to stop. Living under the floor, she learned to keep her own company. She taught herself a quiet and a stillness that surprised and impressed the warriors she trained with, that startles and disconcerts those who've only known her on the ground. They’re more familiar with the version of herself she’s since unleashed. As soon as she stepped foot on earth, she told herself that all she'd know here was freedom. Here she could be loud, unfiltered, angry, passionate, wild. And she was, and she let herself be.

But when her energy runs out and the dust of adventure settles, she retreats again to the quiet, from the safety of bravado to the safety of her own inscrutable silence. Into this inner space, she allows people only slowly. Lincoln is there sometimes. Not always.

That first night on the shore, still damp and cold, huddling together for warmth in their tent, he asks her if she has regrets, and she stays silent a long time then, too.

He asks again, "Do you wish we'd stayed at the settlement? With the hundred?"

"No." She's tracing patterns on his chest. "We don't belong there. You'll always be a Grounder and I'll never be a Sky Person." Swirls and hearts and triangles, circles, spikes. The shapes of his tattoos, sometimes, which she's memorized. The words are a refrain now, a sort of prayer. "You said... you said Luna's clan is made up of people like us, right? People who don't belong anywhere else?"

"Yeah." He sighs, and she feels the deep intake and exhale of breath, lifting her up and settling her down again like the waves of the ocean outside. He sounds weary, like this is a tale he's told many times as well. "She'll take in anyone who... who's tired of the way the rest of the world is."

"That could mean anything."

He laughs, and nods. His hand slides up and tangles, heavy, in her wet hair. "Usually it means tired of the fighting, the blood lust. Everyone waiting for an insult or injury they can avenge. There's none of that in Luna's clan. They just... think totally differently." He lets his palm fall on her shoulder, briefly hugs her close. "It's a new clan. Not many people born into it. Belonging... doesn't mean what you're used to."

Belonging means family. Belonging means having people you'd do anything for, fight monsters for, give your life for. That's always been so deeply ingrained in her that she's never thought it out in so many words. She hopes he won't ask again if she has regrets.

"I've never done anything like this before," she admits, nuzzling the words against his collar bone, his cool, rain-drenched skin. "Just left." Not by herself, at least, not like this. Not of her own volition, without convincing, without force, in the absence of necessity.

"I have," Lincoln answers. "But I always came back."

Outside, a wild and unwelcoming sea. They'll cross it in boats when the weather settles. She tries to imagine herself, rocking up and down on those waves, heady with seasickness, breathing that cold and salty air she could just barely perceive beneath the storm, watching the shore move farther and farther away. She pictures the sky a near-colorless white, perhaps the crossing of a bird above, and as a soundtrack, the creak of wood, the splash of water against wood. Like a story she's been told. Around her more and more of the sea, and the land increasingly distant, until it's a line at the horizon, and the barriers between her and every almost-home she's ever known stacking higher and higher, stretching longer and wider. Once crossed, could she ever cross the ocean again?

A heavy, cold feeling in her stomach. Pinprick shivers along her limbs.

Lincoln holds her closer, rubs her back and sides, tries to warm her as the storm picks up again, lashes of rain against the tent, heavy winds shaking the nylon walls, cracks of lightning she can see with her eyes closed. The rhythm of the waves, the inscrutable sea.

Someday she'll see it wide and endless and calm, a jewel-like blue sparkling with glints of reflected sun. She tries her hardest to swallow down that irrational fear. She'll love the ocean then. The beauty and safety of it will finally become her peace.

#the 100 #octavia blake #lincoln the 100 #lincoln #octavia x lincoln #linctavia #lincoln x octavia #mine #my writing #the year 2023 #2023: free write #julybreakbingo #sky village

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