#lexa/reader

[starogeorgina]

Yes commander

Warnings: Sexual content. Oral sex, fingering

Paring: Lexa/reader

The tension in the room was thick as you watched the commander pace back and forth, agitated.

You were her counsel. You were supposed to help her, but so far nobody had come up with any good ideas. The commander suddenly stopped and ordered everyone to leave her room.

“Everyone out!” Her eyes landed on you. “Not you Y/N, we have further issues to discuss.”

Her green eyes stayed glued to you as the room emptied. It wasn’t unusual for you two to be alone together and nobody would ask questions.

“What would you like to discuss?”

Lexa walked towards her window with her hands clasped behind her back. “My emotions have been running high recently. I have a lot of pent-up frustration I need help getting rid of.”

Butterflies danced in your stomach as Lexa smiled at you. You licked your lips, “How can I help?”

“Take off your clothes.”

Lexa sat on the edge of her bed, watching you remove each piece of clothing until you were completely naked. You smirked at her, “Now what?”

“Kneel and wait.”

You did as you were told and knelt on the ground. You wondered what Lexa was doing since she had walked behind you, but you couldn’t turn around. She had told you to wait, which was exactly what you were going to do. Moments later, Lexa appeared in front of you again, naked.

She approached you slowly, “I want you to taste me.”

Instantly, when Lexa stopped in front of you, your hands reached around to grab her ass as you pressed a kiss against her slit. You began flicking your tongue over her clit, savouring her sweet taste. Her sweet moans filled the room as his legs started to shake.

“More, I need more.”

You removed your mouth and pressed two fingers inside her, before returning to licking at her clit. Lexa didn’t take long to orgasm. When her legs stopped shaking, she looked down at you, her thumb slipping into your mouth. You swirl your tongue around it as she speaks. “Go stand against the wall.”

Following her orders, you leaned against the brick wall. The coldness from it caused the hairs on your body to stand. Lexa kicked two of her fingers before slipping them into you.

“Ohh.”

She pumped her fingers out of you quickly as her thumb rubbed against your clit.

When your pussy started to tighten around her fingers, she pinched your nipple with your free hand. A devious smirk appeared on her face. “Tell me Y/N, do you feel good?”

“Yes, Commander,” you panted as your legs began to shake. “I’m so close.”

Lexa took your breast into your mouth as you rode out your orgasm on her fingers. When your breathing finally went back to normal, she removed her fingers from your body and kissed you gently.

“Would you like to do this again?”

“Yes, Commander.”

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[topazy]

Sky of stars

Pairings: Lexa/reader

Warnings: Character death, mentions of blood

Chapter: 0.07

You stood panting, as your eyes traced over all the bodies on the floor. It was a surreal feeling knowing you were standing in front of the next commander.

You were in love with the next commander.

“Ai hodnes,” Lexa approaches you and cups the side of your face with her free hand, her other hand still clenched around her blood-soaked weapon. “Are you hurt?”

You shake your head, unable to form a verbal reply.

A look of concern crosses her face while stepping back. “Y/N…”

“Hofli keryon kom commanders choose yu,” you finally say.

—

You walk closely behind Lexa through the woods, checking that the area is clear. You hadn’t said much, which hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Lexa suddenly stopped walking and turned to face you. She looks almost remorseful. Her lips parted but no words came out.

You clear your throat and blink away any tears that threaten to spill from your eyes. You refuse to let your emotions get the better of you. “I can’t help but wonder if any of these men are the ones who raided my village, if they are the ones who took my mother.”

“I promise you, here and now, that when the time comes, I will do whatever I can to save our people.”

You pressed your forehead against hers. “I know,” you sigh. “We should find Anya. I think the mountain men are gone for now.”

—

You regrouped with the rest of your clan inside caves south of the Trikru village. Anya had informed you both that two warriors had fallen by the hands of the mountain men. They had run out of the cave to lure the men who had gotten dangerously close to the cave. They sacrificed themselves. They died as heros. As true warriors.

Anya stood in front of you and smirked before standing on a rock to address her people. “Today we lost warriors at the hands of the mountain men. Make no mistake, when this war is over we will be victorious and stand in the blood of our enemies! Jus drein jus daun!”

“Jus drein jus daun!”

“Jus drein jus daun!”

The whole Trikru continued to chant as you made your way back to the village. Anya had sent riders to check it was clear beforehand, so she knew it was safe to travel.

The war with the mountain men was far from over, but you couldn’t help the feeling of optimism that filled you. Maybe it was the chanting, or the way Lexa smiled at you, but all the dread you’d been carrying suddenly disappeared.

—

Moonlight and the small burning beacons are your only sources of light amid the night sky and trees. In the corner of your eye, you noticed one person wasn’t chanting. Ona. Despite growing up in the same clan, you didn’t know much about her, aside from the fact she was a few years younger than you.

You slowed your pace to not make it obvious that you were watching her. Something was off. You could feel it in your bones.

When you finally reached your village, you hung back and watched as the rest of your village entered, and Ona stayed back. You watched in horror as she readied her bow and arrow.

Ophelia.

You ran as fast as you could towards where she stood. You recalled the look in her eyes when you cut Ophelia. You’d assumed Ona and Dela would hate you for betraying one of your own, but you never thought she’d follow through with the plan to assassinate the Trikru leaders.

She wasn’t going to stop trying to kill them, so you needed to stop her.

Hearing footsteps behind her, she turns to face you. Ona’s eyes widen as she jumps down.

“Ona!”

“You betrayed us!” She spits back.

You lunged forward and plunged your knife into her neck. At the same time, you felt an agonising pain in your lower stomach.

You stumble back and look down to see an arrow sticking out of your stomach. Your vision began to blur, but you could make out the sounds of voices getting louder around you.

—

Your eyes open slowly and the vision of a person leaning over you becomes clear. Lexa jumps a little when you weakly squeeze her finger. “Ai hodnes, are you in pain?”

You shake your head. Lexa’s beautiful eyes were bloodshot and puffy from crying. “Ona?”

“She’s dead.” Lexa pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before letting out a sob. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”

“Don’t, you were leading your people home. That’s what a real commander does. It’s what you're going to do until the day you die.”

A feeling of warmth takes over your whole body. Your eyes look down at the bed you are lying on. The fur covering your body was dark brown, but you could still make out the fresh blood soaking through it. You knew you were bleeding out and didn’t have much time left, as you were starting to feel extremely tired.

Lexa leans down beside you and brushes strands of hair off your sweaty forehead. She lets out a breathy sob, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Warm tears fall down your cheeks as you whisper, “I love you too.”

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆𝐸𝓅𝒾𝓁𝑜𝑔𝓊𝑒 ⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆

You watched for years as Lexa grieved the loss of those she loved and cared about. You watched her mourn for Costia when Nia killed her. Watched as she remained strong when Anya died. Watched as she betrayed Clarke Griffin, the girl from the sky who she had deep feelings for, so that she could hold onto a promise that she made to you and free the grounders from the mountain men.

You watched proudly as Lexa Kom Trikru became the greatest commander that ever lived.

You dreamed of being reunited with Lexa one day, but when her spirit left her human body, you didn’t go see her. You gave her time. Lexa still had work to do. She needed to help Clarke save the human race one last time before she could truly be at peace.

The sounds of branches snapping behind you made you smile. She had finally found you. You looked down at the beautiful flowers around you. Lexa looked speechless as she approached you, “I remember this place.”

You did as well. It was identical to the place you introduced yourself to one another after escaping the reapers. Except now it's different. There was no danger where you were.

“It’s been so long, I’m surprised you remember me,” you say, chuckling slightly.

Lexa runs towards you and embraces you by wrapping her arms around you, “I could never forget you.”

Now that you had reunited with the love of your life, you were finally at peace.

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[wonderswritings]

Could you write a Lexa x f!reader where lexa is possessive of reader but with a happy ending, you can do whatever you like in between. If not don't worry, I just haven't seen/read a Lexa x reader in almost a year

Warnings: Fluff, Ditzy Reader, No use of YN I literally just sat and wrote this, so if it's not exactly what you wanted, I'm sorry. Thanks for requesting!

It’s not the first time. You’ve done this before, leaving without telling anyone only to eventually return, unaware of the worry you’d caused during your absence. But with the arrival of the sky people, tensions were higher than ever. And your leaving caused more worry than usual. 

“Anything?”

Indra slightly shook her head as she looked at Lexa.

“No, Heda. I have sent out a search party.”

“A search party.”

“Yes. No one has seen her since yesterday. They will find her and bring her back.”

Lexa nodded slightly as she stood.

“I will join the search.”

“Heda-”

Lexa shook her head, cutting Indra off.

“No! I will not just sit by while she is missing, not again. I am going.”

Meanwhile, you were sitting on the ground, leaning back against the trunk of a tree, flowers in a pile next to you as you made a flower crown. Humming a soft tune, you didn’t hear the crunching of leaves as footsteps grew closer to you. Only when the sun was blocked did you look up, smiling.

“Hi baby.”

Lexa sighed softly, affectionately calling your name as she moved closer to you.

“What are you doing out here?”

You lifted the flower crown you were working on, smiling up at Lexa.

“I found flowers.”

Lexa smiled slightly, a small laugh escaping her.

“Flowers.”

You nodded, looking back down at the flower crown.

“Yeah. Sit with me.”

It was poised as a question, but it came out more as a statement. Lexa smiled as she sat down next to you, picking up the pile of flowers and laying them on her leg as she looked over at you.

“You worried me.”

“M’sorry.”

You finished the crown, turning and placing it on Lexa’s head, smiling, your head tilted to the side.

“Pretty.”

You picked a few of the flowers from where Lexa placed them, starting to make another flower crown. Lexa watched you, handing you a flower whenever needed.

“You’ll tell me next time-”

You hummed, lifting your gaze towards Lexa.

“You want to explore. Tell me, and I will come with you.”

“Why?”

“Why do I want you to tell me?”

You nodded, taking another flower from Lexa, Lexa watching you with a fond smile.

“Because I worry, about you.”

She picked up a flower, running the stem between her fingers before she reached over, brushing your hair away from your ear, placing the flower behind your ear.

“Pretty.”

She lightly bumped your chin, smiling at you when you looked over at her. “You will tell me next time, yes?”

You nodded, smiling softly. “Okay.”

“Okay.”

Lexa nodded as she leaned back against the tree, watching you, occasionally handing you a flower when needed. 

The sun was starting to go down, both you and Lexa wearing flower crowns, Lexa’s hair redid by you, flowers mixed into it.

“Are you ready to go home?”

You were leaning into Lexa’s side, her arm wrapped around you as you played with the fingers of her right hand.

“If we have to.”

Lexa smiled softly, her fingers tracing along your arm.

“We should. The others will be worried.”

“They know you are out here.”

Lexa laughed softly, nodding.

“Yes, but it’s dangerous out here.”

“Do we have to?”

“We should.”

“Later?”

Lexa smiled, looking down at you.

“We can stay here for a little longer. But not long.”

“Just a little?”

Lexa laughed softly at the pout you gave her, nodding as she ran her thumb along your lower lip, nodding.

“Just a little.”

When Lexa finally managed to get you to leave, she kept a close eye on you as you skipped along, occasionally stopping when something caught your eyes.

“Oh!”

Lexa looked over at you, worried that something had happened when you had stopped, turning and walking back towards her, taking her hand in yours.

“I have something for you.”

“Yeah?

You nodded, reaching into the small satchel you had, pulling things out, Lexa watching with a smile.

“Oh, here it is!”

You lifted a rock, though it was more like a pebble as you handed it to Lexa. It was smoothed, a dark auburn color, in the shape of what could be a heart.

“I love it.”

You smiled, rocking on your heels.

“Really?”

Lexa nodded, leaning forward and kissing your cheek.

“Really.”

“Good.”

You grabbed Lexa’s hand, swinging your hands back and forth gently as you both continued to walk.

Lexa followed you into your shared room in the tower, moving to place the rock on the table, adding it to all the other items you’ve given her, placing it in the middle.

“We should go to the lake tomorrow, for a swim.”

Lexa nodded, looking over at you as you sat on the bed.

“If you want to, we can.”

“Okay.”

Lexa moved towards the bed, sitting next to you, making room for you when you moved to sit on her lap, resting your head just under her chin.

“I love you.”

Lexa smiled, leaning down and softly kissing your forehead.

“I love you too, even if you do like to run off sometimes.”

“I don’t run, I walk.”

Lexa laughed softly, nodding.

“Right, you walk off, I’m sorry.”

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[hd-junglebook]

The Other Side

Part 1 - Word Count 2463

Crouched on her tree branch overlook, Y/N watched curiously as the group of five approached the cliff's edge. She was intrigued by these strangers, the first new people she had encountered since witnessing the ship crash.

The boy with long hair moved to grab the rope swing first but was interrupted by another wearing steampunk-looking goggles.

After a brief exchange, the long-haired boy moved back, now standing next to a pretty blonde girl. The four of them exchanged weary glances, silently communicating after they switched places.

The goggled boy backed up several paces, then sprinted forward with a leap, launching himself from the cliff. He swung out in a wide arc, whooping excitedly. At the apex of the swing, he released the rope and landed gracefully on the far ledge.

The group stood in silence watching before they erupted in shouts at the Mount Weather sign. She sat for a moment watching the pure joy of these strangers, hesitating, debating whether to reveal herself. Her curiosity was piqued, but she knew little of their motives or intentions.

The commander sent her down here to gather information with Lincoln, both splitting up as he stayed by their camp, performing a headcount.

Y/N was impressed by his bold daring. She studied the other four strangers, wondering about their origins. They appeared around her age, and wore weird clothing, the material all cobbled together. Perhaps they had banded together after some other disaster or tragedy.

Lexa wouldn’t like any of this, dread filled y/n and she reminded herself that they weren’t going to live long after she traveled back to the capital.

Lexa was stuck in the old ways, never straying from harsh and outdated rules placed by their grounder society. Not that Lexa could change anything, if she allowed these invaders to live, her people would see her as weak, and she couldn’t have that.

Y/N couldn't help but smile as she observed the scene from her hidden vantage point among the trees despite her thoughts.

In that fleeting moment, with their guard down, she saw only vibrant youth, not strangers to fear. She remained hidden for now, but hoped someday their paths might properly cross if fate worked in their favor.

But their happiness was short-lived, shattered by the sudden violence that erupted as a spear was hurled at the unsuspecting boy. His friends' screams pierced the air, echoing with terror. She quickly sprang into action, leaping down from the tree with a soft thump.

Her horse, sensing the distress, whinnied softly as she approached, offering a comforting presence in the midst of chaos. With a swift pat on his flank, both of them set off back to civilization.

With a final glance back at the scene unfolding behind her, Y/N urged her horse forward, their hooves pounding against the forest floor as they disappeared into the safety of the woods, leaving the invaders and their violence behind.

…

“Lincoln?” y/n called out, searching the brush for any sign of her friend. “Lincoln it’s me.” She continued, cupping her hands around her mouth.

There was no reply except for the sound of rustling leaves and the echo of his name. She sighed, weighing her options briefly before heading back to her horse, weaving through the twisted trunks and stomping over the bed of fallen leaves and twigs.

The sound of crunching filled the open space, quickly she grabbed her bow, notching an arrow before scanning the tree line again. Lincolns burly figure melted out from behind a massive oak, his face paint smeared haphazardly across his face from the sweat and heat.

“Lincoln!” she breathed out gratefully, loosening her grip on the bow before stepping forward to greet him. Lincoln stood before her, his calm gaze surveying her from beneath the hooded cloak draped over his shoulders. “I was starting to think you forgot I was coming.”

The barest hint of a smile played across the grounder’s lips. "I am well-versed in the ways of these woods.

It is you who makes noise like a stampeding gorilla." y/n rolled her eyes good naturedly at his teasing. “"Well? What did you see? Anything we should be concerned about?"

Lincoln's expression turned serious once more as he relayed his findings. “I counted about 100 of them. A blonde girl she’s their leader.”

After their discussion, Riss gave him a nod farewell. "I should get back before the Commander sends out a search party for me too." With that, she turned and headed back through the shadowy forest, leaving Lincoln to fade back into his camouflaged surroundings like a ghost.

Y/n strolled through the bustling streets of the capital, the cobblestones echoed with the rhythm of her determined steps.

Street vendors peddled their wares, their voices blending into a vibrant cacophony of commerce. The scent of sizzling street food tantalized her senses as she navigated her way through the throngs of people.

Approaching the imposing structure of the commander's building, she felt a surge of anticipation mingled with a hint of apprehension. "State your business," one of the guards demanded, his tone gruff.

She met his gaze with steely determination, her hand resting casually on the hilt of her hidden sword. "I seek an audience with the commander. It's a matter of utmost urgency."

The guards stationed at the entrance scrutinized her with suspicion until she presented the emblem of her authority.

The guard exchanged a wary glance with his companion before nodding reluctantly. "Very well, you may proceed."

With a satisfied smirk playing on her lips, she passed through the threshold and into the hallowed halls beyond, her gaze fixed on her objective: the commander's hall.

Her steps seemed to melt into the background noise of the bustling corridors, her presence almost unnoticed amidst the chatter. With purposeful strides, she approached the ornate door, its imposing frame a gateway to power and intrigue.

With a soft creak, the door swung open, and she stepped into the chamber, greeted by a gentle breeze that whispered through the open terrace door, ruffling her hair. "Commander," she greeted, her voice carrying respect.

Lexa, seated at the head of the room, smiled warmly, her gaze flickering with recognition. With a graceful gesture, she dismissed her companions, who filed out of the room one by one, leaving the two women alone to discuss matters of consequence.

"Ah, it's good to see you," she began, rising gracefully from her chair. The room seemed to hold its breath as she approached Lexa, her steps deliberate and purposeful.

"What brings you back so early?" Her voice was calm, but her eyes betrayed a flicker of curiosity.

As Y/N spoke, she couldn't help but notice the subtle tension that crept into the lines of Lexa's face. A furrow appeared between her brows, a silent question hanging in the air. Y/N pressed on, her own resolve mirrored in the unwavering gaze she held with Lexa.

"I spoke with Lincoln," she declared, her voice steady, each word carefully chosen. Lexa leaned forward, her expression a mix of anticipation and apprehension.

The silence stretched, broken only by the soft sound of Y/N's footsteps as she paced the room, the click of her boots echoing the rapid beat of her racing mind.

As she spoke of her findings, the space between them seemed to shrink, the distance bridged by shared secrets and unspoken truths. The dance of words and emotions played out in the quiet expanse of the room, a delicate balance of power and vulnerability.

Once she finished her account, Lexa rose from her seat. Y/N observed the subtle shift in her body language, noting the resolute set of her jaw and the firmness of her posture.

"Thank you for bringing this to my attention," Lexa said. "We must deal with these invaders if we are to protect our city from chaos."

…

Y/N rode on horseback through the lush, green woods, the earthy scent of pine filled her nostrils, mingling with the sweet fragrance of wildflowers.

The sunlight filtered through the forest canopy above, casting a warm, golden glow upon the trail as she journeyed down familiar paths - passing by small villages nestled amongst the trees.

She couldn't help but smile as she passed by, exchanging friendly nods with the villagers who went about their daily tasks. Y/n had been away from home for some time and was eager to return.

The steady clop of hooves marked the miles melting away as the trees thinned. She spotted her modest log cabin in the distance, its weathered exterior a welcoming sight against the backdrop of the forest.

Reaching the edge of the property, y/n hopped down from her steed, her boots sinking into the soft earth beneath her feet. With a gentle pat on her horse's neck, she released him to graze freely, knowing he would find his way back to the stable when he was ready.

Y/N took a moment to close her eyes and breathe deeply, cherishing the scent of pine and wildflowers. It was good to be back. She hitched up her pack and strode towards the front door, the familiar scent of aged wood enveloped her, a comforting embrace that welcomed her home.

Setting her pack aside, she moved with purpose to the corner where her woodworking bench stood. With practiced hands, she began to carve arrows, the rhythmic scrape of the blade against wood echoing in the cozy confines of the cabin.

the moonlight filtering through the canopy above cast eerie shadows on the forest floor. The night was still. Heading out into the night to gather firewood had become a routine for Y/N, a solitary task that allowed her moments of quiet reflection amidst the whispering trees. Tonight, however, a feeling that prickled at the back of her neck as she navigated the winding path.

y/n began to gather the fallen branches, a sudden sound shattered the silence. The unmistakable sound of running feet echoed through the trees, sending a shiver down Y/N's spine. Instinctively, she dropped the firewood and reached for the dagger she always kept strapped to her side.

Moving cautiously towards the source of the noise, Y/N's senses heightened, every rustle and snap of a twig magnified in the stillness of the night.

Y/n's heart pounded in her chest as she approached a clearing, the moonlight revealing a figure hunched over, gasping for breath against a gnarled tree trunk.

Drawing closer, Y/N's eyes widened in surprise as she recognized the figure of a boy, his face contorted in pain and exhaustion. His clothes were torn and dirt-streaked, his hands clutching at the rough bark for support.

"Who are you?" Y/N's voice cut through the night, a mixture of concern and caution lacing her words. The boy looked up, his eyes wide with fear and desperation, a silent plea for help etched in his gaze.

Her body subtly leaned forward, indicating her readiness to assist if needed, while her hands hovered near her sides, poised to react to any sudden movements.

The moonlight bathed them in its silvery glow, Y/N and the mysterious boy stood facing each other in the heart of the forest, the boy steadied himself, before sucking in a breath and speaking.

"I could ask you the same thing.” He replied, the boy's voice was deep and raspy, his words were slow and deliberate, as if he was rehearsing a speech.

Their gaze locked in a silent standoff, a sudden eruption of yells in the trig language pierced the stillness of the woods. Y/N huffed, a hint of sarcasm coloring her tone. "Those your friends?" she quipped, a wry smile tugging at the corners of her lips. John shook his head.  

Undeterred, Y/N pressed on, her voice firm yet tinged with intrigue, the trees towered above her, their branches creaking ominously in the gentle breeze.

"Who are you?" she asked, her curiosity driving her forward. The rustling leaves and distant echoes of the forest seemed to hold their breath, waiting for John's response.

After a moment of hesitation, John relented. "My name is John," he admitted. His voice was calm now, yet his eyes were a little wild. He looked like the man who had been on the verge of being killed, his head bowed in prayer.

"I can help you, John," she said, Y/n felt a shiver run down her spine as she looked into John's eyes. They were deep and piercing, like two black holes that seemed to suck her in. She couldn't look away, even though she knew she should.

John hesitated, unsure if he could trust her. But the thought of surviving in this harsh new world was too tempting to resist. "Okay," he said, his eyes darting between y/n and the area where the voices came from.

"I'll follow you." He approached her cautiously, keeping a safe distance. Y/n nodded, a look of satisfaction on her face. "Good," she said. "Let’s go."

…

Y/N and Murphy made their way back to her cabin, the shadows of the forest casting long, eerie shapes on the path ahead. "I need you to help me gather resources," she said.

"Food, water, weapons. Whatever I need to keep me alive. And in return, I will keep you safe from my people." She stated, looking back at Murphy as she climbed the steps to her door.

John nodded, his heart racing but he knew he had no choice. "Yes," he said, his voice firm. "I'll do it. Whatever it takes." Y/n could tell he wasn’t sure about his own agreement but kept walking anyway, opening the rusty door and entering.

Murphy hesitated at the threshold, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily, a flicker of fear betraying his tough exterior.

Y/N chuckled softly, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. "Come on, it's not a trap," she reassured him, her voice warm and inviting. Murphy stepped inside, the cozy interior of the cabin enveloping him in a sense of unexpected comfort.

The aroma of cooking rabbit wafted through the air, a tantalizing scent that stirred memories of simpler times with her family. Y/N moved with practiced ease around the small kitchen, spooning steaming stew into an old wooden bowl before handing it to Murphy.

He accepted the bowl gratefully, the hunger evident in the way he practically inhaled the hearty meal. Y/N watched him silently, her gaze lingering on his worn appearance and the shadows that clouded his eyes.

"What happened to you, John?" she asked, her voice soft yet probing. The question hung in the air, laden with unspoken implications.

Murphy paused, setting down the bowl with a nonchalant shrug. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you.” he replied through gritted teeth. “Let's just say I've had better days."

…

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[maysileeewrites]

Is the The 100 fandom still alive?

I’m currently rewatching the show for the first time in 4 years (I think, I used to rewatch it twice every year back in high school) and somehow I’m still as invested in this show as I was when I was 14??? 😭🥲

Please, I’d just like to chat about this show with someone bc I have THOUGHTS. and feelings. SO MANY FEELINGS. (currently on season 3 and I hate Pike literally sooo much 👀)

And also there’s this one The 100 x Hunger Games AU fic idea that just won’t leave me alone and I’m curious whether anyone would actually want to read that lol.

(edit: teaser for a Murphy imagine that’s coming soon!)

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[black-dragon1998]

Lone Wolf chapter 11

Summary: the story continues

Author note: First I want to apologize it took so long for me to post the next chapter for lone wolf. After that, I want to thank everyone who has sent me comments and kudos for my writing. I haven’t forgotten this story, writing has just been difficult the last couple of months.

previous chapters: part 1- part 2- part 3- part 4- part 5- part 6- part 7- part 8 - part 9- part 10

“What! Gives you the right to touch my daughter!” you were livid. How dare this boy touch your daughter. Madi in general had a hard time with being touched. The only people who were allowed to touch her freely, were you, Lexa, Clarke and Anya. From time to time Indra, but that was only when Madi instigates it. So who did this piece of shit think he was for giving Madi a panic attack.

At this point, you were really starting to regret coming to the Skaikru. Would Clarke be really upset if you cut this guy's throat? Probably. Pushing aside the murderous intent you were feeling you turned toward Madi who was still protected by Dina. Madi who was still sobbing uncontrollably. You throw the sword in your hand to the side and crouch down so you are at eye level with your daughter. Dina steps away from the two of you and keeps the rest away.

When Madi spots you through tear-filled eyes, she looks you straight in the eyes but doesn’t move to get closer to you.

“hey, peanut.” You say in a voice you only reserve for your daughter. The little girl is so attuned to the sound that she is already calming down.

��Mama?”

“Yes baby, it is Mama. Are you feeling big emotions?” you knew she was but this made it easier for Madi to work through it. Madi gave you a small nod.

“is the feeling going away?” most of the time the emotions Madi was feeling would pass on their own. When Madi shook her head, you gave her a reassuring smile.

“that is okay. I am here and we are getting through this together. Can I touch you?” with speed almost too fast for a human, Madi was in your arms. She pressed her head against your chest to feel your steady heartbeat. The sound helped in calming her down.

“alright baby, can you tell me five things you see?” your voice is just about a whisper but Madi could hear you just fine.

Clarke and Lexa were wrapping up their meeting. Things had gone smoother than hoped and resulted in the two being able to meet (Y/N) and Madi for lunch. Clarke was putting away the last of the documents when one of the guards sprinted into the tent. The markings on their arms told them that they were on (Y/N) personal guard. Lexa was aware of the guards (Y/N) had put on both her and Clarke.

“Heda! Permission to speak.” The guard asked. Like all your subordinates they had discipline.

“speak soldier,” Lexa said in her heda voice.

“Heda, Wanheda, both of you are needed at the training grounds. One of the Skaikru boys tried to touch the princess. Causing her to have a panic attack and the general to lash out at the boy. Some of the females with the boy are afraid of an escalation.” The guard spoke so fast that Clarke and Lexa almost didn’t catch all of it. The moment Clarke heard Madi was involved she started walking toward the training ground, not listening to Lexa who was calling after her.

Lexa took a moment to collect herself and thanked the guard, before going after her wife-turned-mamabear. She already felled sorry for whoever stood in her way.

Clarke was at the training grounds in no time. There she saw the Gona from a circle around you, Raven, Octavia, Lincoln and Bellamy. Dina was standing close to you ready to react to any situation. You were cradling Madi to your chest, trying to console the sobbing toddler.

Madi didn’t seem to be injured, neither did you. Bellamy on the other hand was sporting a big red line around his neck. Steeling herself Clarke stepped forward to make her presence known. Bellamy was the first to approach her, like a kid rating out somebody to the teacher. You however stayed where you were, cuddling Madi close to your chest.

Instead of listening to Bellamy rambling Clarke made her way toward you and Madi. Laying a comforting hand on Madi’s back.

“Maid sweetheart, look who is here.” You whisper in your daughter's ear. Locking eyes with Clarke, conveying that it was a bad one. Very slowly Madi lifted her head from your shoulder and looked behind her. When she spotted her mommy, she started reaching out for her and you quickly handed her over to Clarke so she could soak in her mommy’s scent. The toddler sagged into the blond's hold immediately.

For some reason, Clarke’s and Lexa’s scents had always a calming effect on you and Madi.

“hey love, somebody told me you were cuddling with Mama. Mind if I join?” Clarke spoke in a tender tone, to not set Madi off again. That had happened in the past when she was overwhelmed too soon.

“Mama helped. Big emotions. Counted. Calmed.” Madi’s sentences were cut short, telling Clarke she hadn’t down completely.

“oh! You and Mama did the counting. Did it help?” Clarke was relieved when Madi nodded into her chest. While Clarke was talking to Madi you had positioned yourself in front of them with crossed arms and a death stare levelling Bellamy, who was trying to get closer.

“what made you feel the big emotions? Can you tell Mommy?”

“Man touched me,” Madi said burring her face back into Clarke’s chest.

“what man sweety?” Clarke Cöed as to not set her off again. without looking Madi pointed a finger toward Bellamy, who was trying to push past (Y/N). (Y/N) however, wasn’t bunching an inch. In the meantime, Raven and Octavia tried to pull Bellamy back.

“let me pass! I have to talk to Clarke.” He tried to sound intimidating, hoping you would let him pass.

“you upset my daughter, do you really think I’m just going to let you near her? No way in hell! If Clarke wants to talk to you she will come over here. Until then back off!” your voice was nothing more than a growl.

Clarke really had hoped Bellamy wasn’t involved. You already didn’t like him and this wasn’t helping. She could only hope to settle your mood before things escalated. Clarke still remembered the last time somebody touched Madi without permission. It was a warrior from Azgeda. He had quickly lost his hand and head. Then she hadn’t batted an eye at it. She hoped it didn’t turn into a brawl. You would level Bellamy with no problem, the only question was when you would stop once you started.

Clarke walked with Madi still clinging to her chest but stayed a couple of feet behind. Hoping this was enough distance for Madi. You immediately sensed Clarke come up behind you, turning partly around so you can look at her and Madi, still preventing Bellamy from getting closer. Clarke knew her next words would be hard for their friends but she had to think about her daughter and wife first. She could talk to her friends later, but first, she had to defuse the situation.

“I think all of you should return to camp until things have calmed down,” Clarke said while looking at her friends. Raven and Octavia seemed to understand, Lincoln respected the words of his kwin. They also knew that if they stayed longer and Bellamy did something stupid, they would be putting Clarke on the spot. Bellamy however started immediately pushing against you to get to Clarke.

“Clarke! Please listen to me. I didn’t mean to do this.”

“Back off!” you got into the shaggy-haired boy's face and pushed him back.

“you come here, make my daughter cry and now you dare to make demands toward our kwin. I should skin you alive for that.” This finally makes Bellamy back down with a loud gulp.

“General!” there was an edge to Clarke’s voice that told you you were getting onto thin ice. It made you back down just a little. The last thing you wanted to do was upset your wife.

“we will leave for now,” Raven said, pulling Bellamy back toward the camp. Leaving you and your family as the only ones in the training ground. The gona had scattered already, knowing nothing good came from upsetting their kwin when she was in mama-bear mode.

Lexa arrived at the exact moment the Skaikru left. You had turned around to look at Clarke. The blond looked anything but happy. Believing it to be best for you and Clarke to talk about whatever the issue was. So Lexa took Madi from Clarke's arms and retreated toward the tent.

“let’s go Madi. Mommy and Mama need to talk.”

“mad?” Madi asked.

“don’t know bug. Why don’t we go find something to eat and wait for them?”

“What the hell is wrong with you? You could have taken Bellamy’s head off today.” Clarke exploded the moment Madi and Lexa were gone. Now that everything had sunken in, Clarke had gotten angry with you. Her reaction made your anger surface again. why was she angry with you?

“He upset Madi. I just reacted on instinct.” You say between clenched teeth, not wanting to snap at Clarke.

“That was an over-the-top reaction. Bellamy didn’t know Madi would react like that.” Clarke counters, while stepping close to you. Like she wanted another response from you. At this point, you had a hard time not glaring at your wife.

“If it had been anybody else but that Skaikru boy we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

“ you went too far. You acted like a sa…” Clarke seemed to catch herself at the last moment, but you knew what she was going to say. You had heard it often enough. The dark part in you that you had suppressed for so long reared its ugly head and you could feel your emotions freeze. Looming over Clarke you glared at her.

“say it.” A moment passed and it stayed quiet.

“say it!” the ringing of your voice surprised Clarke. She had never seen you like this.

“Savage.” The word was nothing more than a whisper but you could hear her loud and clear. Did your wife really think of you like that? You could stand for everybody else thinking you were a monster but not your family.

“maybe Clarke I am nothing more than a savage beast, pretending to be something else.” With that, you walked away and into the woods, leaving Clarke alone.

The moment you left a pang rang through Clarke. What had she done, she had never seen you so cold toward her before. When Clarke finally turned around she, you were gone.

part 12

Taglist

@trikruismybitch

@fayhar

@scruffyumbreon

@nocturnal-ace

@poison-blackheart

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[sickoherd]

THE 100 — only you can…

fluff

summary: preferences for characters of the 100 :)

author note: i took a mini hiatus … sorry <3

bellamy :

- play with his hair

- convince him to not go on dangerous missions

- get him to take a break

murphy :

- call him john

- make him genuinely happy

- hear about his past + his regrets

monty :

- make him feel better after jasper's death

- make him blush

- tease him

jasper :

- help with his depression

- hear stories about maya ( sorry )

- get him to dance with you

lincoln :

- help him hunt or forage ; he likes being able to concentrate but he likes listening to you

- do his warpaint

- steal his clothes

roan :

- stand up to his mother without being executed

- wear his crown

- sit on his throne

wells :

- joke about his father with him

- kiss his nose

- calling him funny nicknames to wind him up

octavia :

- braid her hair

- influence her decisions

- bring out her soft side

raven :

- get her to take a break

- help her feel more confident about her leg

- do her ponytails

clarke :

- tell her what to do

- call her princess

- make her smile and laugh

lexa :

- do her war paint

- call her lex

- make her smile

emori :

- steal her stuff

- trace her tattoo

- convince her not to do something

echo :

- use her bow and arrows

- comfort her

- make her laugh

harper :

- flirt with her shamelessly

- make her believe anything

- scare her with ghost stories

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[wandanatsbaby]

Hello, could you write a Lexa x Skaikru reader where lexa is protective and possessive of reader. Lot of fluff pls

Protective Lexa

Pairing: Lexa X Reader Warnings: Slight dark Lexa? Protective, possessive, mentions of cutting off an arm (not really). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lexa never really let you do anything by yourself. You were always accompanied by either her or one of her personal guards. Even just walking to your room was a problem. You could not go anywhere without one of them but most of the time you did not care. For some reason it brought you comfort to know that she cared about you so much and you know part of her worries came from her finding costias head.

Although this protectiveness soon turned into possesivness. She would constantly leave hickeys all over you and eventually suggested you getting a tattoo of her name. When in meetings you were to sit on her lap as she held you tightly against her and glared at anyone that looked at you the wrong way. 

Hanging out with your friends would turn into her claiming you all night because she believed Octavia had a thing for you (you didn’t dare mention that you two used to be a thing when you first came to the ground). 

She even threatened to cut off a merchants hand while he was tying a bracelet around your wrist. You had to physically drag her away as she muttered under her breath about how only she was allowed to touch you and that he was holding you a little to tight.

While she could be a little over the top sometimes you enjoyed the softer moments where she would protect you or hold you after a long day.

In one of the clans meeting once a guy from Floukru had said something you didn’t quite understand but you knew it was bad when Lexa motioned for you to stand up. Doing so you stood beside her chair as she walked up to the poor guy. She said some words in Trigedasland and although you couldn’t understand Clarke later explained that Lexa had threatened everyone. 

Or the time were one of the grounders had attempted to flirt with you and kept going despite your numerous attempts at denying him. Lexa had showed up right as he backed you into a corner and quickly interfered. You laid in her arms that night sobbing as she rocked you gently while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Lexa also liked to gift you numerous items whether it be a new sketch book, jewerly, candles (you had so many candles), pens, ink, anything you asked for she would get it. You also had a enormous wardrobe as she liked to buy you lots of silk and lace. She also had created your war paint which resembled hers but slightly different. She did that and your hair every morning and you would return the favor. At night she would remove it all and wash you in the bath gently as she left small kisses on your shoulders and tell you how much she loved you.

Lexa was many things a leader, a warrior, some might even call her a killer. But to you she was your hero, saver, lover, your everything. She was your safe place and you were hers.

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[wandaslittlelove]

Masterlist

Marvel:

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Wandanat

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

The 100:

Lexa

Clarke Griffin

Raven Reyes

Twilight:

Rosalie Hale

Actors:

Elizabeth Olsen

Angela Giarratana (Smosh)

#natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #yelena belova #wanda maximoff x reader #dark wanda maximoff #yelena belova x you #yelena belova x female reader #yelena belova x reader #yelena x kate #wanda maximoff x gn reader #wanda maximoff x fem reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff x you #natasha romanoff x wandamaximoff #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff x female reader #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff smut #wanda maximoff smut #dark natasha romanoff #elizabeth olsen #elizabeth olsen x reader #elizabeth olsen x female reader #elizabeth olsen x you #rosalie hale x reader #rosalie hale x y/n #lexa x reader #lexa x clarke #clarke griffin x reader #clarke griffin x female reader

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine the morning after sleeping with Lexa

Sleep never stayed too long for Lexa. Being the Heda to the Kongeda meant there was rarely a chance for a good night's sleep. There was always something she had to do - whether it be meeting with the clans' ambassadors or trying to resolve an issue - she was always kept busy. She didn't sleep until the late hours of the night and woke up as soon as the sun peeked over the horizon. A heavy burden she had to shoulder as Heda but as she watched the daybreak's light bathe you in its warm glow, maybe it wasn't so bad to be up so early.

You were oblivious to the world around you as you slept, so at peace as you laid by her side. Despite all the dangers the world had - the Mountain Men, Azgeda, Skaikru, you felt at ease enough to sleep deeply, trusting in Lexa and believing that she could keep you safe. Even after she had shared her past with you - about Costia and how Lexa could do nothing to save her when Queen Nia kidnapped her - you trusted her.

Lexa turns to rest on her side so she could take you in. Staring at your face, she tries burning each one of your features into her mind. The way your hair was splayed over the furs with a few strands falling over your face. Eyes trailed down the slope of your nose and across the expanse of your cheeks until they reached the bridge of your lips. The lips she had spent the entire night caressing, trying to convey how much she felt for you with each kiss she bestowed.

"Ai hod yu in," She whispered. I love you. The words that she used to be so scared of speaking into the world, fearing that someone would overhear them and use them against her.

But you deserved to hear them. You, who helped change her views on love. You, who tore down the walls around her heart that she had built to protect herself. You, who she couldn't imagine being without. When you woke up, she would say them again. She could already see it. The grin that would appear on your face as you brightened at the revelation of her feelings. How you would pull her into a hug and kiss her as if it would the only thing you would be able to do. "Ai hod yu in, [Name]."

#Lexa x reader #Lexa imagine #Lexa imagines #The 100 x reader #The 100 imagine #The 100 imagines #yoshino writes imagines #Birthday event #birthday event 2024

[yail13]

When some one ask me what I am reading

Me: A sci-fi book consisting of fallen spaceships, wars, betrayals, spirits, and murders

What I am actually reading: A blonde and Brunette falling in love the 100th time

#ao3 writer #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #clexa #clarke and lexa #commander lexa #lexa #clarke griffin #the 100 #fanfiction #fanfic readers

[topazy]

Sky of stars

Pairings: Lexa x reader

Warnings: Blood and violence

Chapter: 0.06

This was the moment that changed everything.

You held your head high as former members of your old clan glared at you.

“I’m still breathing,” Ophelia says, stepping into the hut you trained others in. “I’m guessing you changed your mind.”

Heat rushed to your ears as you got dangerously close to the older woman. “You know what will happen if you go near any member of Trikru, especially Lexa.”

Ophelia's jawline tensed. “So it’s true then? You have defiled yourself by mixing with her. I would have advised our commander to banish you for bringing such disgrace to our people.”

You slapped Ophelia hard across the face. “Why would Catia have listened to you? I was her second, not you. You’ll do well to remember that before saying her name in front of me again.”

She let out a wicked laugh, “Maybe when I go to slit Lexa’s throat while she sleeps, I’ll slit yours as well.”

You swallowed thickly. Her threat didn’t scare you, but it did piss you off. “If you go near Lexa, I promise you will be screaming for death.”

You stepped back from Ophelia and turned to leave, but froze when you saw Anya at the doorway. From the look on her face, you knew she had heard everything.

The whole Trikru clan has come to watch Ophelia be charged with treason. Her punishment was death by a thousand cuts.

Your stomach curled as Anya motioned for you to approach the traitor first. You approached Ophelia quickly, wanting to get it over with. You pushed back the urge to vomit. The older woman spat at your feet when you approached her, “Yu've betrayed bilaik gada in kru. Yu should na kneeling fou Ai en begging gon forgiveness.”

You sliced the edge of your sword against her arm. “Nes gou Ai kneel gon someone, em na na when Leksa becomes Heda.”

You walked back to your place and watched emotionless as each member of the clan took their turn torturing Ophelia, until Anya delivered the final cut that killed her.

Lexa stepped beside Ophelia's limp body to address trikru. Her eyes glazed over her clan before she raised her sword and yelled, “Drein au has answered kom drein au!”

Blood has answered with blood!

The crowd erupted into loud cheers with Lexa in the center of it. “Justice has been served, and the threat from inside our home has been eliminated. Tonight we celebrate!”

—

You sat by the flames, watching as they flickered and danced under the moonlight. The village was filled with singing and music as Trikru celebrated.

You didn't want to celebrate the death of someone you once trusted.

All night, you watched others share their love for Anya. That was the difference between her and your older leader. You followed Catia because you had to. The Trikru clan followed Anya because they wanted to.

You looked up from the flames to see Lexa standing on the opposite side of the fire pit, her eyes solely focused on you. You stood up and approached her. The look that she gave you made heat start to rise in your stomach.

Your eyes moved to her green ones to her lips. Silently, Lexa linked her fingers with yours and led you towards her hut. Once inside, her lips crashed against your own.

You kissed her back before gently pushing her onto the bed. Your legs straddled her hips as you leaned down to kiss her again. When you leaned back, Lexa let out a satisfied sigh, as her fingers traced your jawline, “Ai hodnes.”

My love. Your cheeks are heated by her words.

“I saw the pain behind your eyes today. I know it brought you no pleasure. But you were brave.”

“I'm not,” you said, shaking your head. “If I was, I would have said something sooner.”

You looked away from her, feeling ashamed, but Lexa forced you to look at her. “You did what you thought was right. It’s what any good leader does.”

“I’m not a leader though. I’m not even a second anymore.”

Lexa sat up slightly, “but I could be one day. If my spirit is chosen and I become the next commander, I want to rule my people with you by my side.”

You didn’t know how to reply with words, so you kissed her again.

The tender moment was cut short when a scream ripped from outside.

“Maun hef!”

—

You watched your steps as you walked across the floor of an abandoned building, watching out for weak spots. When you reached the opposite side, which was more solid, you sat down beside Lexa.

With the warning from a lookout of the incoming ambush from the mountain men, Anya had led the clan away to hide in the forest, while Lexa stayed behind to lead the attackers in the opposite direction.

Lexa was mad you didn’t leave with the others, but you refused to leave her on her own. You weren’t going to let the same men who took your mother from you take your lover next. Not without putting up a fight.

Lexa stood up. “Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

“That sound.” She stood up, moving towards the broken window.

A chill crawled over your skin. There was chatter. A stampede of footsteps coming up the spiral staircase just outside. They had found you. Half a dozen men shoved their way into the room, while others stayed outside. Their faces were covered by some kind of mask. They wore dark clothing and held guns in their hands.

“They are in here,” one man said, his voice low and dripping with danger. “Where are the rest of your people hiding?”

“If you want to live, you should leave,” you said, standing and gripping your dagger.

The man laughed. “I don’t think you are in a position to be giving orders.”

They grabbed you and Lexa by the wrists and tried to drag you out of the room. You shouted a string of profanities as you struggled against them, kicking and hitting. You kicked one of the men between the legs, causing him to fall to his knees, giving you the chance to kick him in the face. He yelled out in pain as he grabbed at his mask before falling to his side. Another man pulled a strange-looking object from his pocket that had a hook on the end. He was about to pull it but dropped it when a scream ripped through the building.

You spin to see Lexa yanking her knife out of a man's chest. He cried out as his head hit the ground. She slipped out of the others' grips and swung her knife around. The blade raked over the next man's neck, and he gurgled as his blood spurted out of his mouth and into his mask. She danced on the balls of her feet as the two men holding you let go and surrounded her. Her blade sliced through the air as she parried against their attempts to reach for their own weapons and plunged her knife into a man's temple. She kicked his body away as he spun around and tore open another abdomen.

Your muscles froze as you marvelled at Lexa. She finished the man in charge off by slicing his neck open.

You had seen Lexa training plenty of times, but watching her fight for real was different. She was one of the strongest fighters you’d ever seen, and it was clear that she didn't need any help to fight her enemies.

The thunder boomed, and the lightning flashed into the room, illuminating the warrior that was Lexa Kom Trikru. She gasped for air as she held the bloody knife at her side and looked around at the dead bodies of her attackers.

—

You've betrayed your own people. You should be kneeling before me and begging for forgiveness - Yu've betrayed bilaik gada in kru. Yu should na kneeling fou Ai en begging gon forgiveness

The next time I kneel for someone, it will be when Lexa becomes commander - Nes gou Ai kneel gon someone, em na na when Lexa becomes Heda

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[wonderswritings]

Starless Lovers {11}

Summary: They fell from the sky. We roamed the earth. We were always meant to clash. 

Warnings: The 100 Themes, Angst, Death, Blood, Unrequited Feelings, Slow Burn, Possibly more to come

Pairings: Lexa x Sister!Reader, Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader (eventual)

War has always been brewing. With twelve clans, each with different ideals, it was always going to happen. But tensions rise when they come, the people from the sky. We watched from a distance, learning. But then they attacked, and if there's one thing all the clans can agree on,

Blood must have blood.

Starless Lovers Masterlist | Tags

We've reached the end of season 2! Thank you for sticking around! If there's an interest in season 3, let me know! I don't really want to go further if there's no interest. Enjoy!

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Bellamy rushed through the halls, carrying you in his arms.

“I can walk.”

Bellamy shook his head as he glanced down at you.

“You’re injured. You’ll just slow us down.”

You huffed, biting the inside of your cheek. How dare he? Insinuating that you’re weak just because you’re injured? Before you could respond, Bellamy was pushing a door open. You made a face as you looked around, eyeing the equipment and cages.

“What is this place?”

Bellamy walked forward, moving to sit you on a table.

“Harvest chamber.”

You watched as he walked around, opening different drawers and cabinets.

“It’s where they kept your people.”

You made a face, clenching your jaw.

“Where are my people?”

Bellamy walked back towards you, setting the things he had grabbed down on the table next to you.

“Gone.”

You tilted your head to the side, watching as Bellamy started to mess with the things he had grabbed.

“What?”

Bellamy glanced at you.

“They’re gone. I came back and your people were gone.”

You made a face as Bellamy grabbed your hand, causing you to tense, trying to jerk your hand from his grasp.

“Hey, no stop. I’m just trying to help.”

He lifted his hands, holding them up in front of him.

“I just want to help. You’re bleeding.”

He tilted his head to the side, slightly making a face as he looked at your hands.

“You are bleeding, right?”

You nodded, casting a glance to the blood that was around your wrists, your knuckle bleeding as well.

“Yeah. My blood is black.”

Bellamy tilted his head to the side.

“Black?”

“Mhmm, like my sisters, we’re natblidas, our blood is black.”

Bellamy nodded slightly, motioning back towards your hands.

“May I?”

You just looked at him for a few minutes before you nodded, letting him take your hand in his.

“I’m just gonna clean them and then wrap them, alright?”

Bellamy looked at you, only moving to actually start when you gave him the go ahead. You watched as he cleaned the blood from your hand, his movements careful and gentle. After he wrapped your hand, he did the same to your other hand, cleaning and bandaging it.

“Anywhere else, that you’re injured?”

You shrugged slightly.

“My side and my hip, but they’re already bandaged.”

Bellamy looked down, eyeing your side.

“What happened?”

You shrugged, glancing up at Bellamy.

“Probably the same as what they were doing to my people and yours.”

Bellamy tilted his head to the side, still looking at your side.

“And you’re sure you don’t want me to check it?”

You nodded, humming softly in response.

“What happens now?”

Bellamy lifted his gaze, looking at you.

“Now I free my people. We’ll hide you somewhere and when my people are free, we’ll get you out of here too.”

You shook your head, moving to get off of the table, standing in front of Bellamy.

“I won’t hide. If you’re going to free your people, I will help.”

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You looked at the three people standing in front of you, tilting your head to the side.

“So-”

You lifted your hand, pointing at them as you spoke.

“Maya, Jasper and Monty?”

Bellamy nodded, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Yes. They’re my friends.”

Maya’s eyes were wide as she looked at you, a hint of fear in her eyes.

“You… you’re the Dark Commander.”

Nodding, you glanced at her, watching as Jasper moved in front of her, his grip on his gun tightening as he glared at you, slightly moving his gun towards you.

“Why is she here Bellamy?”

“Woah, woah.”

Bellamy moved to stand in front of you, blocking you from their sight.

“No, stop. She’s helping us.”

“Her people left! What good is she to us?!”

You leaned up on your tiptoes, looking over Bellamy’s shoulder, looking at Jasper.

“You plan on freeing your people with just the four of you?”

Jasper looked at you, glaring.

“Your people threw a spear at me!”

You shrugged slightly, tilting your head to the side.

“You did not die.”

Jasper’s mouth fell open, his gun lowering.

“That is not-”

He shook his, huffing.

“That’s not the point!”

Bellamy shook his head.

“None of this is the point. Riheda is helping us, and she is coming with us.”

Lowering yourself back down, you tilted your head to the side, slightly glaring at Bellamy’s back as he spoke.

“We’re not leaving her here. She’s on our side.”

Bellamy turned, looking down at you.

“Right?”

You nodded slightly, looking up at him.

“For now.”

Bellamy’s lip quirked up slightly.

“Good enough for me.”

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Octavia was sitting on the ground against the wall, her sword in her hands and she spun it.

“It’s about time.”

She got up when she heard a noise from the chute, taking a deep breath.

“Fox.”

When she heard footsteps, she grabbed her sword, carefully walking forward, preparing to fight when she saw Clarke running.

“Octavia. You stayed.”

“Screw you. Of course I stayed. I know where my loyalties lie.”

“We have to get in there.”

Octavia grabbed Clarke’s arm, steering her towards the chute, letting her see Fox’s body.

“If that was possible, do you think I’d still be out here? Why did Lexa sound the retreat?”

“She made a deal with Mount Weather, freed the Grounders, and now we’re on our own.”

Clarke walked towards the door, banging on it when Octavia rushed forward, grabbing her and pulling her back.

“Stop! They’ll know we’re here. What about Lincoln? There’s no way he would have gone along with a plan like this.”

“He didn’t. They took him.”

Clarke lifted her gun, Octavia scoffing as she quickly reached out, lowering it.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“I am getting through that door.”

“And that’s your plan? Bellamy’s counting on you. Everyone’s always counting on you.”

“Well, what do you want from me?”

“You trusted Lexa. You let a bomb drop on Tondc. You let all those people-”

“I am doing the best I can!”

“Yeah? Well, it’s not good enough.”

The door opened, Clarke lifting her gun as Octavia readied her sword when they saw Bellamy, his gun aimed in front of him.

“Bellamy.”

Octavia hugged Bellamy as he walked out of the door.

“I knew it. You two are too scrawny to drill.”

Octavia hugged Monty and Jasper when Maya walked out, Octavia taking a step back.

“Hey.”

“It’s all right. She’s with us.”

You appeared in the doorway, Octavia’s eyes widening slightly when she saw you as you stepped through the door. Clarke looked up, clenching her jaw when she saw you, stepping forward and grabbing you, slamming you back against the wall next to the door, pressing her arm into your neck.

“Your sister betrayed us!”

Your eyes hardened slightly as you looked at Clarke.

“My sister did what was best for our people.”

“Your people?”

Clarke pressed her arm harder into your neck.

“What about my people?! We had a deal!”

You tilted your head to the side, a slight wince on your face as Clarke dug her arm in harder, lifting her gun and placing it against your forehead.

“You would’ve done the same.”

“No! Because I keep my word! I wouldn’t have turned my back like Lexa did!”

Bellamy stepped forward, grabbing Clarke’s arm.

“Come on, stop. She’s not the enemy. It was her sister who took the deal, not her. She didn’t do anything.”

Clarke gasped softly as Bellamy slightly pushed her back away from you, shaking her head as she looked up at Bellamy.

“You’re defending her? You?”

Bellamy shrugged slightly, glancing at you over his shoulder.

“Like I said, she didn’t do anything. She couldn’t have, trapped in a cage.”

Clarke scoffed, shooting a glare at you as you rubbed your neck, Bellamy glancing back at you before he looked back at Clarke.

“Where’s your army?”

“Gone, just like yours. Say you have a plan.”

“Not really. We need to talk to Dante. Maya says he’s in quarantine.”

Maya’s tank started to beep, Jasper checking it.

“Thirty minutes. And we just changed it. That can’t be right. It’s her last tank.”

“Hey. We’ll find you another one.”

“All the supplemental oxygen is on level five.”

“Then we have to get you to level five.”

“Five isn’t safe for any of us.”

“We’ll take the trash chute again. It will work.”

“To get in, maybe. Maya’s right. Every soldier in this mountain is there. We’ll never make it out.”

“We can do this. We’ll split up.”

“Okay. You guys go for Dante. We’ll help Maya.”

Clarke reached out, grabbing your wrist, glaring.

“You’re coming with us. I don’t trust you.”

You scoffed, pulling your wrist free.

“En ai nou wich yu op.” (And I don’t trust you)

Bellamy shook his head, walking forward, his hand resting on your back as he gently pushed you forward, shooting Clarke a look as he passed her.

“Let’s go. We’re wasting time.”

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You walked behind Clarke and Bellamy, Monty walking next to you, Bellamy occasionally looking back at you as you all walked down the hall to quarantine. You felt bare without your sword and knife, the knife that meant everything to you. Bellamy opened the door, walking in first, followed by Clarke and Monty, you walking in last, staying near the door.

“Hello Clarke.”

“Sir, we need your help again.”

Wallace looked up at the camera in the corner of the room, causing Monty to shake his head.

“It’s okay. I took out the camera from the junction box in the hall. We can talk freely.”

“No one’s watching anyway. Thanks to you, they’re all on level five.”

“You’re not.”

“No. I’m not.”

Wallace looked over at you, grinning slightly as he stepped forward.

“Esmeray, the Dark Commander, Riheda.”

You tensed as he stopped in front of you, looking you up and down.

“My son said he had captured you. But I did not believe him.”

Wallace turned, walking towards the table in the corner before he walked back towards you, your eyes widening slightly when you saw the familiar sheaths in his hands.

“Not until he brought these to me. The craftsmanship of these is quite remarkable.”

You looked down at the knife, reaching out for it, glaring at Wallace when he stepped back, shaking his head.

“I did not say you could have them. Afterall, they were given to me.”

“They weren’t his to give, and they’re not yours to take. They are mine.”

“Yet they are in my possession.”

“I can change that.”

Bellamy walked forward, grabbing your knife and sword, pulling them from Wallace’s grasp, handing them to you as he moved to stand in front of you, glaring at Wallace as Clarke stepped forward.

“Please. We don’t have much time.”

Wallace turned towards Clarke as you slipped the sheath of your sword over your shoulder, adjusting your sword so it rested on your back. You looked down at the knife, pulling it out of the sheath slightly, a small smile on your face as you looked at the knife, Sato’s knife.

“We need a way to get our people out of this mountain without killing everyone.”

“He’s not going to help us.”

“You cut the power, risking the lives of everyone in this mountain- my people, even the ones who helped you.”

Clarke stepped forward, glaring at Wallace.

“We knew they’d be safe on level five. We made sure not to destroy the turbines so you could repair them. We’re the good guys here, not you.”

“Tell me, if we released your people and theirs, what would’ve happened to mine?”

Clarke took a deep breath before she turned, looking at Monty.

“Can you get us into the command center? We need to see what’s happening on level five.”

“No problem.”

Bellamy walked towards Wallace, grabbing his arm.

“Let’s go. You’re gonna help us, whether you like it or not.”

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“Where’s he going?”

“The dorm. Monty, can you do it? Can you irradiate the level?”

“I can do it.”

Bellamy shook his head, looking at Clarke.

“Wait a second, Clarke. We need to think about this. There are kids in there.”

“I know.”

“And people who helped us.” Clarke took a deep breath as she looked up at Bellamy, anguish on her face.

“Then please, give me a better idea.”

You stepped forward, tilting your head to the side.

“I may have one.”

Bellamy and Clarke turned, looking at you.

“What is it?”

“It was Emerson who killed my guard and brought me here. Cage took a personal interest in me, in my blood.”

You lifted your knife, pressing it into the palm of your hand, drawing blood, showing it to Clarke.

“My blood is important to him. Trade me, for your people.”

Clarke slightly tilted her head to the side, thinking what you said over as Bellamy stepped forward, shaking his head.

“No. No way. We’re not going to just hand you over for our people.”

“It could work.”

I nodded at Clarke.

“It could. And if it works, no one has to die.”

“Except you. You would die.”

You glanced at Bellamy, shrugging.

“Ai gonplei ste odon.” (my fight is over)

Bellamy slightly glared as Clarke’s face fell into one of recognition.

“No, this is wrong, and I won’t let you do this.”

You looked up at Bellamy, glaring as you huffed.

“You cannot stop me. You do not have a say over what I do. The choice is not yours to make.”

You turned your head, looking at Clarke.

“This is between me and Clarke.”

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“Clarke, this is wrong.”

Clarke glanced at Bellamy, shrugging slightly.

“This was her choice.”

“And what happens when Lexa finds out that we willingly traded her sister for our people?”

“She traded ours for hers.”

Bellamy huffed, shaking his head.

“Fine, what happens when, godforbid, they kill her? What happens with Lexa and the Grounders then? We’ll be at war, again.”

“That’ll be a problem for later. Right now, my concern is getting our people out of this damn mountain.”

“It’s still wrong.”

Clarke’s grip on the radio tightened as she turned, looking up at Bellamy.

“I hear you, but repeating it over and over again doesn’t change the fact that this is happening. So either get on board, or shut up.”

Bellamy clenched his jaw, huffing as he lightly glared down at Clarke.

“She asked you to give her sword and knife to Lexa. Will you?”

Clarke turned, looking back up at the camera feed.

“I said I would.”

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Emerson grinned at you as you turned the corner, walking towards you.

“You’ve come back.”

You glared at him as he placed the cuffs on your wrist, leading you down the hall and into the room where Skaikru was being held. The table Raven had been lying on was empty, everyone staring as you were led in, Cage walking towards you, smiling.

“I knew you wouldn’t get far.”

He nodded at Emerson.

“Put her on the table.”

You were shoved forward, forced onto the table. They strapped you down, Cage glancing down at you as he spoke to the doctor.

“Let’s not waste time with this one. Go ahead and drain her. And don’t bother using just the one hip. She has two for a reason. When she’s dead, we’ll move to the next.”

You glared, looking over at Cage, a slight growl in your voice.

“We had a deal. Me for them.”

Cage grinned as he stepped closer to you, looking down at you as the doctor moved around you, preparing the drill.

“We did, but you see, the thing about deals, they’re always changing. And you can never truthfully trust the enemy.”

The doctor inserted an IV into both of your arms as you glared at Cage.

“We had a deal!”

You jerked against the straps, yelling at Cage in both English and Trig. Your yells turned to screams as the doctor and his assistant began drilling. You jerked against the straps, one of the guards stepping forward and placing more straps around your arms, legs and chest to keep you from moving around too much.

“How long?”

The doctor looked up at Cage, slightly tilting his head to the side.

“Sir?”

“How long until she’s dead?”

“Forty-five minutes?”

Cage looked down at you, sneering.

“Make it sooner. And someone shut her up.”

The guard who had strapped you down jerked your mouth open, forcing a strap into your mouth, attaching it to the strap that went over your forehead, forcing your head still. Your screams were still heard, but they were muffled now.

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Bellamy clenched his jaw as he watched the camera feed, looking over at Clarke.

“He didn’t keep his word.”

Clarke sighed softly, shaking her head.

“No, he didn’t.”

“I-”

Clarke turned, looking at Monty, making a face.

“Why are you stopping?”

“Because I did it. All we have to do is pull this. Hatches and vents will open, and the scrubbers reverse, pulling in outside air.”

Bellamy looked over at the camera feed, seeing Emerson preparing to blow the command center door.

“He’s gonna blow the door.”

“Clarke, we’re out of time.”

Clarke placed her hand on the lever as she looked over at the screen, seeing where Esmeray was still being drilled into, though she was no longer moving, Jasper being locked up with the other prisoners as Octavia and Maya were overtaken by guards.

“My sister. My responsibility.”

“I have to save them.”

Bellamy placed his hand over Clarke’s.

“Together.”

Clarke nodded, and together they pulled the lever.

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Octavia rushed into the dorms, her eyes wide as she looked around.

“Hey-”

Octavia looked over at Kane.

“Get the keys from the guard.”

Octavia nodded, rushing to the guard that was laying dead, searching his body for the keys. Once she found them, she rushed to Kane, unlocking his cuffs. Kane rushed to check on Abby while Octavia helped unlock the others. Clarke and Bellamy walked in not long after, Clarke rushing to her mom while Bellamy rushed to where you laid on the table. He was gentle but quick as he undid the strap around your forehead and in your mouth, letting them fall to the floor. Octavia appeared on the other side of you, undoing the straps around your arms and legs.

“Bell-”

Bellamy slightly shook his head as he checked your pulse.

“Just get the rest of the straps off."

Octavia nodded slightly as she removed the remaining straps.

"Bell..”

Bellamy lowered his head, listening for your breathing before he started chest compressions.

“Bellamy.”

Bellamy slightly shook his head, glancing at Octavia.

“We can’t let her die.”

Octavia sighed softly, looking down at you.

“Bellamy, she’s gone.”

Bellamy clenched his jaw, slightly shaking his head.

“No, she’s not.”

Bellamy continued chest compressions before he leaned down, placing his hand under your chin, slightly tilting your face up, giving you a few rescue breaths when you gasped, your back arching slightly as Bellamy leaned back, his fingers brushing under your chin as he looked down at you, watching as you opened your eyes, a dazed look in your eyes as you looked around, confusion on your face.

“You’re okay. You’re okay.”

You lifted your gaze towards Bellamy, seeing Octavia standing next to him.

“It’s over.”

Clarke appeared, looking you over, eyeing the IV’s that you were attached to.

“We need to bring her back to Camp Jaha. We’ll give her medical treatment there.”

“What about the blood bags?”

Clarke looked over at the IV bags that contained your blood, nodding slightly.

“Bring them. She’ll need a blood transfusion, and giving her red blood may not work for her. Just-”

Clarke sighed softly, slightly shaking her head.

“We’ll take the IV’s out and we’ll go and find something we can carry her out on.”

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The walk back to Camp Jaha was long, and you were in and out of consciousness as you were carried, Lincoln and Octavia walking next to you as you blearily looked up at Bellamy.

“Why?”

Bellamy looked down at you, slightly making a face.

“Why what?”

“Why did you-”

You winced in pain when those carrying you slipped, your face scrunching up as you looked at him.

“Why save me, again?”

Bellamy looked away, slightly clenching his jaw.

“It was the right thing to do.”

“The right thing would have been to let me die.”

“Shof op, Riheda.” (shut up)

You turned your gaze to Lincoln, grinning slightly.

“You can’t tell me to shut up.”

Lincoln huffed a small laugh, shaking his head.

“Just close your eyes and rest.”

“I can’t. I close my eyes and I see him. He calls to me.”

Bellamy and Octavia shared a look as Lincoln made those carrying you come to a stop, placing his hand over yours.

“Do not give in, Esmeray. Sato can wait. It is not your time, so do not give in. Gonplei.” (fight)

You sighed softly, looking up at Lincoln, your voice soft.

“Ai ste noden kom gonen.” (I’m tired of fighting)

“Gonplei idowe.” (fight anyway)

Your eyes fluttered as you turned your hand, weakly holding onto Lincoln’s hand.

“Tell Lexa-”

Lincoln panicked slightly when your eyes closed, your head falling to the side as you passed out. Octavia turned towards Lincoln, placing her hand on his chest as she looked up at him, Lincoln watching as you were carried into Camp Jaha.

“She’ll be okay, Lincoln.”

She reached down for his hand, taking it in hers.

“Come on. We’ll go to medical.”

Bellamy came to a stop as Clarke stopped next to him.

“I think we need a drink.”

“Have one for me.”

Clarke slightly shook her head.

“I’m not going in, take care of them for me.”

“Clarke-”

Clarke shook her head, glancing at Bellamy.

“No. Seeing their faces everyday is just gonna remind me of what I did to get them here.”

“What we did. You don’t have to do this alone.”

Clarke looked towards Camp Jaha, slightly shaking her head.

“I bear it so they don’t have to.”

“Where are you gonna go?”

Clarke shrugged slightly, a small smile on her face.

“I don’t know.”

She turned, wrapping her arms around Bellamy, giving him a hug.

“May we meet again.”

Bellamy sighed as Clarke walked off, walking back towards the forest.

“May we meet again.”

Bellamy turned, taking a deep breath as he walked into Camp Jaha. He made his way through the camp, walking into the Ark towards medical. He saw Octavia standing outside of medical, looking in through the window. He stopped next to her, seeing Lincoln sitting next to your bedside.

“You did the right thing-”

Bellamy glanced down at Octavia as she spoke.

“Saving her. It was the right thing.”

“Yeah.”

Bellamy looked back into medical, watching as someone worked around you, hooking you up to an IV and heart monitor.

“Now we get to live with our choices.”

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Everything Tags: @jedi-dreea  @sammysgirl1997 @scarlett-witchhh @cevans-winchester @rafecameronswhore @jennmurawski13-writes 

The 100 Tags: @3leni  @topazy  @vxidnik  @kloy344 @lexajaye  @dani5216 @kelseyd07 @bxnnywatts @thebookisbtr  @kibumslatina @cryinghotmess @smol-book-nerd @mariaenchanted  @rafecameronswhore  @multi-fandom-lover7667 

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#starless lovers #bellamy blake x reader #the 100 x reader #lexa x reader #bellamy blake #lexa kom trikru

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The 100 Masterlist

More works for this are coming!!

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Bellamy Blake x Reader

Diana Sydney's daughter is sent to the ground with 99 other delinquents. While her mother schemes for power and destruction aboard the Ark, y/n must navigate the harsh realities of survival on the ground. As she confronts her own trauma and struggles to define her morality in the face of chaos, she grapples with the ultimate question: Will she rise above her past and choose the path of goodness, or will her mother's influence shape her destiny and lead her down a darker path?

Season 1

Part  1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 6.5 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10

Edge Of Exile

Bellamy Blake x Reader

As the ark struggles to establish a new home on Earth, Y/N, a prisoner from flint station seems to be the only one who can save them from themselves. the group finds themselves thrust into a dangerous power struggle that threatens to tear the community apart. Faced with betrayal, deceit, and factions vying for control, Y/N must navigate a treacherous landscape of alliances and rivalries.

parts - prologue,  1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10 , 11 , 12

In the process of completing !

The Other Side

John Murphy x Reader

A grounder marked as a spy for the commander is tasked with the case of gathering intel on a group of survivors that fell from the sky. Falling for a member of this foreign group leads the clan into bloodshed.

Part 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

Lost

A normal plane ride back home ends in shambles as the plane crashes on a remote island far from home. That last survivors band together to survive and uncover the secrets of the island.

Part 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

#angst #fluff #bellamy blake x reader #bellamy blake #clarke griffin #lexa kom trikru #octavia blake #the 100 rewrite #the 100 series #the 100 #the 100 fanfiction #the ark #abby griffin #slow burn #enemies to lovers #lovers to enemies #mount weather #humor #new writers on tumblr #y/n #y/n x bellamy #oc x bellamy #john murphy #raven reyes #nate miller

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐱𝐚'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

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🌿INTJ 🍁Gryffindor 📜Lawful Neutral 🔮Capricorn Sun, Scorpio Moon, Leo Rising   

 SFW🌿

⭑ You were in opposing clans - yours did not follow Lexa’s rule. Your family had thought their representative should have been Commander. 

⭑ You both met and fell in love in the forest. 

⭑ She had taken time out of her day to decompress in the leafy cover, while you spent most of your time out there. 

⭑ Like Aurora (Briar Rose) and Prince Philip in Sleeping Beauty - 

⭑ She watched as you spoke to the birds, making sure not to step on snails or bugs. No matter your exterior, your heart was and always will be, gentle.  

⭑ Your romance was slow - building and building with each interaction. 

⭑You weren’t 100% sure if the woman you had met in the forest was the Commander. She didn’t say she was - but there was something about her demeanor that you found familiar. 

⭑ You’re basically the princess of your clan, with your parents in charge. But you don’t hold onto a monarch’s reign, the people just see you as a princess. It’s your nickname. 

⭑ You’re definitely a chaotic good 

⭑ And Lexa wishes she could have freedom like yours 

⭑ So she watches you while you can make your own decisions, without the world on your shoulders 

⭑ It isn’t jealousy, because Lexa knows that people have difficulties no matter how privileged they are or appear to be. 

⭑ You just choose to follow your heart

⭑ After getting to know Lexa, you realise how truly amazing she really is

⭑ Lexa always puts you at ease. She’s grounding. Truthful. Honest. While also being passionate. (Big Earth and Fire signs). 

⭑ You both kept the relationship a secret - only meeting each other alone, in the forest. It became your sanctuary, a place where you could go and feel safe. 

⭑ Her proposal struck you with great surprise. 

⭑ Lexa is highly protective of you and will do her best to keep you out of dangerous situations. But even as an important figure in the community, you want to do your duty and fight for your people. 

⭑ Your parents were completely against the marriage, not because you were both women, but because they hated the infrastructure that Lexa represented

⭑ So you married anyway

⭑ But you didn’t know that Lexa had extended an olive branch and during your reception, all your family was there

⭑ This created a huge change in the future. And this was written in the history books. 

⭑ Lexa lets you put on her battle makeup and she does the same for you 

⭑ And when the 100 arrives, and the world you know now is shaken to its core - you and Lexa still held strong 

⭑ The grounders appear even more collected, as your clan is rather large

⭑ And you’re one of the people to sway Lexa into letting the 100 live 

⭑ Relationship Tropes:

  ✧ Enemies to Lovers

  ✧ Forbidden Love

  ✧ Marriage Creates Allies

NSFW🔞minors dni!

⭑ Lexa is surprisingly very gentle during sex. She doesn’t like to be dominant and prefers to be slow and sensual. 

⭑ Her fingers grip your thighs as she smells your sex. Leaving little bites on the sensitive and exposed area. 

⭑ Pulling her hair and kissing her fiercely 

⭑ Grinding on each other and whining until someone gives in and rips the others’ clothes off

⭑ She has amazing fingers and can do wonderous things with them

⭑ Lexa likes fucking you on the throne

⭑ But her favourite place is on the floor, with you on your back.

⭑ Sex isn’t too serious, and light-heartedness surrounds the both of you while you pleasure each other

⭑ Isn’t into risky sex, and likes the safety of her chambers 

⭑ Having baths together are a must, and it’s there when she truly worships your body 

⭑ She likes humming while cleaning your body and nipping at your tender nipples 

⭑ Yeah, she would totally eat ass

⭑ And period sex would be a common occurrence. 

#commander lexa #commander lexa x reader #commander lexa headcanons #lexa x reader #the 100 #the 100 headcanons #the 100 x reader #the 100 headcanon #grounders #queer #lesbian #bisexual #pansexual #LGBT #LGBTQIA

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First meeting - Twilight Link

a/n; it’s certainly been a hot minute but I’m back, this time with a work featuring the hero from a world filled with twilight. First posted to my Ao3 which can be found here

pairing; twilight princess link x female! reader

reblogs/feedback/likes are appreciated & encouraged. DO NOT repost/steal any of my works.

warnings; implied drinking, implied gender discrimination

word count; 1,635

headcanon/summary; We start one of our journies into the unknown, what lies ahead? Here we meet the third one of our heroes - the one who can change from a man to a beast and back.

links; TLoZ Masterlist | Works Masterlist

Loud shouts and chatter sounded as you wiped down a table ready for the next people who walked through the door to use. Things in Castle Town seemed to have been busier than usual judging by the number of soldiers and travellers in the bar. You could faintly make out some words but chose to ignore what was being said as you walked towards the front of the bar, wiping your hands on the towel at your hip. "H-Hey we *hic*~"

Rolling your eyes, you saw the soldier who shouted to you slump down onto the table in front of him, out cold, his group beside him poking and making fun of him for being a lightweight. You felt sorry for everyone in the bar in some way, they had fought in so many battles and they had so many upcoming ones that they just needed a bit of normality. Even if their normality was getting drunk and passing out. Scanning in the corner, you saw the slightly bent-over figure of the person you needed. Lifting your hands, you placed them on either side of your mouth, helping your voice carry over the ruckus. "Telma! We've got another one here!".

Upon hearing their name, the figure stood upright and looked over, a smirk tugging at their lips as they placed a hand on their hip. "Is that so, (y/n)? Well then, I better make sure they're on their way".

A wink accompanied their words as you laughed out, whispering "thank you" to the woman as she passed. You hadn't been in Hyrule for long and you had somehow managed to find somewhere in the bustling Castle Town. The view of Hyrule Castle right outside of your window was one that still took your breath away, even if you saw it daily. You tried hard to get a job, something to help you live but every place you tried was either not looking or didn't want a young woman working for them. The first time you heard their words you almost cursed the goddesses for being a woman but decided to smile and walk away, mentally cursing the small-minded people instead. You'd given up hope when you found yourself in the southernmost alley of the town. You just happened to notice the door and it piqued your interest, deciding to try your luck, you walked in and before you knew it you had been hired.

Safe to say you hadn't looked back and you thanked your lucky stars that Telma gave you a chance. After all, you were extremely popular with the young soldiers and travellers, in more ways than one. While it flattered you, you weren't interested. Not because you didn't want their attention, but because you were happy living your life as it was, besides no one had caught your attention. Not yet anyway.

Letting out a yawn, you wiped the bar and placed the few glasses that had been left in the sink, being sure to note to come back to them after you'd done another sweep of the bar to make sure you'd not missed any on the tables. There were only a few stragglers left but you didn't mind staying late than normal, especially when a certain cat kept you company behind the bar. Besides, Telma was expecting someone and asked you to let her know when they had arrived. After picking up a few more glasses, you headed back to your place behind the bar and set the items in your hands at the sink. The ringing of the bell above the bar door made you turn around, offering a bright smile to whoever walked in. "Welcome to Tel~".

Tilting your head in confusion, you looked around and back at the door, shrugging your shoulds when you saw no one new. Deciding it was possibly one of the few who were left inside leaving, you turned around and looked down at the feline at your feet before you began to wash the glasses. "You know, I'm sure I'm losing it slowly, Lousie".

The white cat just looked up at you and meowed, before she stood and stretched, plopping back down and curling herself back up in a ball. Letting out a small laugh, you hummed softly to yourself not paying much attention to the person who had stepped up to the bar, their eyes watching you carefully for a moment, taking in what you were doing and how you interacted with the feline at your side. They could have stayed there all day if they wanted but they had other matters to attend to. "Excuse me miss, can you tell Telma I'm here to see her now".

The sudden intrusion of the words made you jump, your grip on the cloth in your hands tightening as you felt your soul almost leave you. Placing the piece of fabric down, you wiped your hands and turned around, almost ready to give the person a piece of your mind until you met their eyes. Cliché as it sounds but time felt like it had stopped. You'd never seen eyes so blue in your life. Everything seemed to fade away, all there was in your vision was the male who seemed to be staring back at you. It took a moment for your brain to catch up with what he had said, blinking a few times to bring yourself back around. "Huh? Ohh, yeah. L-Let me just grab her for you~".

Walking quickly from behind the bar you walked to a small booth at the side and placed your hands on the table to make yourself known. Of course, Telma was busy with some business but you had your ways of making it known you were there. "Telma, there's someone here to see you".

Peaking from your side, the bar owner looked at the male who stood beside the bar, a bright smile shone on her face when she caught his attention and motioned him over. Looking over your should, you moved to the side when he reached the table and let him slide in as he seated himself down. "Thank you, (y/n). Can you bring us a couple of the special?".

Nodding your head, you smiled softly as walked back towards the area you had come from, feeling eyes on you as you moved.

Doing as you were asked, you brought two glasses over and bowed, excusing yourself to finish cleaning up after the rest of the bargoers left. You hated to admit it but curiosity tried to get the better of you a few times, wondering what business Telma had with this guy. It was nothing to do with you but you wanted to observe him a little more, as selfish as it sounded. You didn't know how long they were talking but soon the sound of Telma beside you at the bar brought you out of your little daydream. "Thank you for staying a little longer, that took a bit more time than I thought.".

Humming you nodded your head and stretched, placing your hands behind your back and untying your apron. It had been a long shift, not that you minded but you were ready to go home and curled up in bed. As if on cue, a yawn left your mouth and you shrunk down slightly in embarrassment, much to the amusement of the older woman. "Go on love, off you go. Take the day off tomorrow, you deserve it and don't worry, you'll still be paid".

Blinking, she must have somehow read your mind but you smiled nonetheless, nodding your head as you gave her a hug, bidding farewell to both her and Louise. Grabbing your cloak, you wrapped it around you and stepped outside the bar's door and carefully shut the door behind you. The cool Hyrulian air hugged what skin was exposed as a sigh of contentment passed your lips. Lifting your hood, you heard the sound of the door opening behind you moving to let the person aside as you slipped your arms under the material that now covered you. That's when a hand on your shoulder made you look and you were face to face with those eyes again. "Oh, it's you. Hope you had a good meeting with Telma, whatever it was about".

Offering a soft smile to the male, you removed your hand from under your cloak and lifted it up, holding it out for him to shake. "I'm (y/n) if you hadn't already guessed earlier and you are?".

The male looked at you and gave a small smirk, taking a hold of your hand and lifting it you his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of it. You felt like a fire had been lit on your face as you watched him closely. After a lingering few seconds, he placed your hand back at your side and smiled, waving to you as he walked off up the stairs. Looking at your hand, you blocked before looking back at the retreating figure. He hadn't told you his name and you'd be damned if he left without telling you. Rushing forward, you ran up the steps quickly just in time to catch him a few steps in front of you in the alley. "Hey! You didn't tell me your name, bluey".

The male stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder, something about the way he looked at you made you gasp. Was it the nickname you'd given him there due to his eyes or was it something else? You could see the somewhat inner debate before he continued to walk slowly, lifting his hand almost as if he was trying to stop you from following like he sensed you were trying to do just that.

"The name's Link".

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