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unrequited-luvv · 10 months
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pendragaryen · 6 months
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Clarke Griffin Appreciation Week - Day 1 Favorite Look: S3b
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notelcol · 3 months
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Blood must have blood.
In which Anya Kom Trikru sends her lover to die.
Warnings : death, explosion
Anya, the leader of Trikru, was a powerful woman. She was also a passionate one. That was one of the many reasons you loved her. You had a special relationship with the warrior since you were children, she would rarely be seen without you near. When Anya decided to begin the attack on Skaikru, she chose you to lead the first wave. Normally she wouldn’t put you at risk in such a way but, with most of their enemies incapacitated by the disease they sent, she was certain this was a sure win.
Adrenaline shook your veins, like the wild vibration of leaves in a storm. Your feet bounced as you stood in a tree, watching over the forest. The coast was clear. You nodded to Tris, Anya’s young mentee. It was time to charge. A roar erupted from your chest and reverberated through the trees, letting everyone else know it was time. Jus dren jus daun.
Your feet hit the floor gracefully with Tris landing next to you. You steadied the girl as she stumbled, her height made the drop a little more intense. She pushed your hands away to save face in front of the older warriors, but gave you a small and grateful smile. The two of you led the charge, the jeers and roars from your brothers in arms got louder and louder as you reached the bridge. Once you crossed this, you would start encountering Skaikru. Your heart thundered in anticipation as you picked up your pace. You had gotten about a third of the way across the bridge when you spotted something. At first it looked like a grey dot, but as you approached you could tell it was a barrel of some sort. You stopped in your tracks when you looked past it and saw a Skaikru warrior, pointing their weapon at the out of place barrel. You realised this must be some kind of trap.
“TRIS!!” You screamed at the girl but she could not hear you over the chanting. Jus drein jus daun.
The others had begun to overtake you not hearing your frantic orders to stop. You pushed them all out of the way, trying to reach Tris. You couldn’t let her be the one to trigger whatever trap Skaikru had laid. Finally you managed to catch the girls wrist but, it was too late. You shielded young Tris with your body as the barrel exploded. The air turned red as flames ravaged your skin and blew the pair of you to the ground beneath the bridge. You heaved in a breath and time stopped. The bricks that were once a bridge, had been flung to the sky. It was as if they were floating up there, never to come down. If only that were true. Suddenly, the suspension was over and gravity brought the bridge back to the ground. Your breath released, in a shaky erratic manner. In an instant your vision faded black with rubble choking your lungs and the echoes still ringing. Jus drein jus daun.
Anya screamed like a banshee as she threw her arms down onto a table, breaking it in two. She had been told how your body was found. Burned and buried under tonnes of rubble, holding a barely alive Tris beneath you. Half of her died with you. All she had to hold on to was the hope, that your final wish came true, that Tris would live. When that too failed, her heart finally broke. The chanting that comfortingly carried you to your grave, would forever live in the place of Anya’s heart.
Jus drein jus daun.
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okmcintyre · 1 year
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Born in Space + flowers 🌷
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sheerioswifties · 9 months
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all of the movie lovers trying to prepare themselves for the enigmatic whiplash of Barbenheimer will finally know the Swiftie experience that was the arrival of the Lover era directly after everything that is reputation
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19panophobia16 · 2 years
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New obsession?...maybe
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Spoilers for the 100
I love rewatching shows and going through how all the characters end up like:
- You and your partner sacrifice your time to save humanity and end up dying together of old age
- You kill yourself having a massive party to mark the apocalypse (you could have lived if you wanted but your girlfriend was murdered and you became a depressed alcoholic)
- You almost make it to the end but you become a religious fanatic, shoot your best friend/possible romantic interest and then die
- You save all of humanity until right up to the end when you doom them forever, after raising the child that survives the apocalypse
- You become a cannibalistic warlord and somehow this saves the human race. Then you raise a child with another ex-murderous leader in a pocket dimension before returning to finish saving humanity
- You become the saviour of humanity and lose the use of one of your legs because you were the only one to not go off and kill people or cause war
- You die far too soon as part of a peace treaty after you murder half a village trying to find the girl you’re in love with (a tad dramatic if you ask me (the murdering half a village to find the girl you’re in love with part that is))
- You somehow turn good and make it to the end of the show with your girlfriend. Both of you used to be murderous psychopaths and assassins
- You get your mind wiped, your body taken over and then get ejected into space
- You get murdered by a little girl told to face her demons
- You live a fairly long life causing a fuckton of suffering (keep your leaders away from insane AI people, please) and are eventually stabbed by an enemy soldier
-You redeem yourself, suffer fatal injuries, have your consciousness transferred into another body and then eject yourself after giving one of the greatest final lines of a tv show ever
- You survive the whole show after honestly not doing that much for a large portion of it but still being involved in all the plans, battles and world ending disasters
Incase you were unaware I’m talking about the 100. Prize for anyone that can tell me who’s who. Please note these are all characters from SkaiKru that are in the first couple of episodes (plus references to Harper, Echo and Miller) as that’s all I’ve rewatched so far.
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faesfairies · 1 year
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list of my favourite otps → [3/∞] marcus kane & abby griffin
We’ve all been through so much that it’s hard to recognize hope, even when it’s right in front of us.
What was that?
Let’s call it hope.
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daydreames-blog · 9 months
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My new Bellamy Blake story on wattpad, check it out!
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ravenskneebrace · 1 year
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Season 5
*Smut*
The ground was not the dream we all had thought it would be. Forced underground months after arriving to the ground I was miserable. I couldnt even look forward to spending the next 5 years with Kane, as our relationship was secret. It had started on the Ark. I was willing to do anything to save my life. Anything. I wouldnt say he took advantage of me, I knew what was happening and I was old enough to consent to it as well. I was almost nineteen when I had been sent to the ground with the 100.
He made sure to sneak me onto the dropship after I had given him the best night of his life. We reunited in Mount Weather, I think he was shocked to see that I was still alive. As soon as I had recovered and began to assimilate in Arcadia he pulled me aside saying we had things we needed to talk about. I'll spare the details for now and just say there wasn't much talking. Ever since then we had been sneaking around, we couldn't be together publicly for obvious reasons.
Luckily for me I had made it onto Clarke's list. My unconscious body stayed on the floor of the bunker while others were carried outside to have their lives taken by Praimfaya. I pulled my eyes open and looked around at the bodies that covered the floor around me. I didnt know what was happening, but I knew that for now I was safe. Kane's face was the first one I saw. He was stood above me looking down. His hand reached down and I took it, letting him pull me off the cold floor.
"Whats going on?" I asked.
"Just come with me." He replied. He showed me to a room full of beds and explained what had happened. That was two years ago.
I felt a bit of deja vu as I stood in the same room with him two years later. We hadnt had very much alone time, so we had to really savour the moments we got.
"We need to be more careful." He said to me.
"We've been as careful as we possibly can." I replied. Our relationship was taboo, and anything taboo in the bunker could be turned into a crime. Legally we weren't doing anything wrong, but if people had known how our relationship had started there could be problems for us.
"I dont think we should be alone together anymore." The words broke my heart. We barely got any alone time as it was, but now he was wanting to cut it down to none. Seeing him around the bunker and having casual conversations was not enough for me.
"Kane, please." I pleaded.
"This will benefit us both in the long run." He looked upset, just like me. He turned to leave and I grabbed his arm, turning him around.
"One last time?" I ran my hand down his arm. He knew what I meant.
"(Y/n), we cant." It looked like it pained him to say it. I stood up, facing him.
"Ill make it quick." I whispered in his ear, running my finger tips along the front of his pants. We had the room to ourselves for now, but who really knew how long that would last. He wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me close to him.
"Quick." He said, looking around. We were both paranoid, but that often made things more fun. I connected my lips to his and pulled my body as close to his as I possibly could. I slid my tongue into his mouth as I pulled at his belt, undoing it without even looking. He ran one of his hands under my shirt, grabbing at my breast while I undid the button and pulled down his zipper. He was already hard, but that was common.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the back of the room, we were now tucked away behind some beds and cabinets. Now if someone came into the room we would have time to pull our clothes back up. We continued to kiss as I pulled his dick out, stroking it in my hands as his hands roamed my body. He was feeling me as if he was never going to again, and maybe he wouldnt. His hands grasped at me as if he was trying to memorize every small curve.
He then pulled down my pants, feeling between my legs before swiftly turning me so that my back was facing him. He planted his hand on my back and gently pushed down so I was bent in front of him. He ran the tip of his dick along my entrance before pushing into me. I let out a small gasp and he put his hand over my mouth as he pounded into me. My hands gripped the cold metal of the bunk bed in front of me and my head fell against it.
All too soon it was over. His fingers curled and dug into my sides as he came inside of me. He had never done that before and it surprised me. He pulled out of me and I heard him buttoning and zipping his pants before I had time to turn around to face him.
"Did you just-" I started, still shocked that he had done that. I turned to face him, pulling my pants up as I did it.
"I dont know what came over me." He replied, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Does this mean you'll hold my hand in public now?" I asked, knowing the answer before he could say it.
"Why would this change anything? We cant be seen together." He had his typical serious look on his face.
"Because youre going to father my child." I joked.
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Moodboard // the omen of death , raven
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“ actually that’s a misconception ”
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silverflameataraxia · 2 years
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I have such a love/hate relationship with season three.
I hate seeing Skaikru fight internally, I hate the City of Light plotline, and I hate that Clarke and Bellamy were separated for a good portion of the season.
One thing I learned is that Bellamy and Clarke are better people and better leaders when they're together. When they seperate, both are lost souls.
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pendragaryen · 6 months
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Random Bellamy Blake ~ An ongoing series...
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This book is the first book in my book series The Flames of Humanity Series. It is completed. If interested click the link below or go to my page on Wattpad with the same Username.
Read Introduction and tags in book before reading
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"Āza!" Bellamy called as Clarke walked towards the grounder tied up and beaten, she had a knife in her hand and an angry look on her face.
"What is on this!" She yelled, the Grounder recognized the power that radiated off of her; the power of a Commander. The grounder didn't speak he just looked her directly in the eyes and even though he knew that was dangerous. Clarke, growing angrier and desperate, picked up a different knife and stabbed the grounder in the hand, "Answer me!" She yelled, removing the knife and placing it to his neck.
"Clarke, stop," Bellamy panicked, "there are some lines that if we cross them then we may never return."
"Āza, he's seizing!" Raven yells from down the bottom floor.
Clarke glares at Bellamy dropping the knife, and walking to the ladder, "there are some lines worth crossing if it saves my people."
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100 hundred delinquents are sent to the ground after being in a space station for 97 years. Clarke Griffin is a Night Blood with the second flame of humanity but what happens when she finds out she is not the only protector of humanity, that Becca Franco did indeed survive? First, she has to keep her people safe then she can worry about the flames. But the question is, can a 17-year-old girl be the protector of humanity?
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okmcintyre · 1 year
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'Soccer & Vintage Games' on The 100
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Character Intro #5
Name: Damon Blackwood
Title: King of Azgeda
King Damon has a horrible past behind him. His Queen-Grandmother murdered in her sleep, parents died fighting, him and his little sister off to exile in the middle of the night. There he learned how to fight, how to talk, how to behave. Diplomacy, etiquette, history, medicine and much more was Drilled into his brain, so when he would retake the Throne of Azgeda he was prepared and would be a wise and good King.
He did retake it, killed the men who wanted to take away, what was his by blood and by right. So now he was King, a young King surrounded by his loyal advisors, that had followed him into exile. But why did he feel so hollow then? He had everything he had sworn to get back. His honor, his Crown, his title, his revenge. So why was he still having nightmares? Why had he still the feeling that there was something unfinished? Why was he waiting for something to happen that would explain all this?
He is intelligent and uses it whenever he can. Loves medicine and healing, maybe because as a worrier he was doing always the opposite of healing. He is a Leader that stays by his word and would go through hell and back for Azgeda and his Kingdom. His best Friend is the leader of Trikru and although he always thought the Trikru people were a bit soft in there fighting style, he knows, that this alliance between the two clans, is gold worth.
Azgeda flourished, was beautiful, strong and economically stable… And that was the only way he wanted it to be. Strong. Fierce. Cunning. Beautiful. This is Azgeda and he would always serve it. Are you an Azgedian? Then join us and prove it.
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