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They disagree on most things, but they agree on this: it begins, officially, under a star-studded sky in the middle of October, when she and him become two halves of the same whole.
or, the Grounder!Bellamy and Sky Person!Clarke arranged marriage fic
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22 Jun 2026
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The Blake household, it certainly makes sense why her mom didn’t want her messing things up with him and based on the little information she has gathered so far and the way people look at him, he must be The Boss.
The Blake’s are arguably one of the top three largest and most well respected, also feared, families in the country. Two years ago they had attended the funeral of the former head of the family Vincent Blake, the man was old. They had called his son “The Rebel King”, he was known for his particular brutality, cunning, and is supposed to be incredibly tactical. He has no problem going against the norm to get what he wants hence the name. And yet, if it wasn’t for the coldness in his eyes, nothing about his face screams blood thirsty, ego manic.
“Maybe not, but she will be.” Mr. Blake states confidently.
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15 Jun 2026
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“Later?” Clarke grumbles blearily, half-asleep and stretching out unhelpfully as Bellamy stuffs a half-rolled scrap of repurposed bedding beneath the cradle of her pelvis.
The rough hand that abruptly cups the thin slice of underwear between her warm thighs make Clarke flinch a little, sleep-sweetened edges of awareness lending an extra dosing of pleasant frisson lapping down the length of her spine.
“Can't wait that long,” Bellamy complains, warm and calloused fingers tracing the soft outline of Clarke’s slit through the unremarkable fabric of her Ark-issued underwear. Pushy movements rolling the puffy lips of cunt with a practiced familiarity, a surprisingly patient motion meant only to get the blood pumping, enticing the soft wetness at the silken heart of her to blossom. Despite the ravenous tremble it ignites somewhere low and tender in the shaded reaches of Clarke’s being, the repetitive motion is almost enough to lull her back into a half-sleep of sorts.
“Need it now, baby. Please.”
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canonverse somnophilia au | fic songBookmarked by flyyoufools1892
20 May 2026
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Finn has always been… vanilla. That's what Clarke tells herself, anyways. He doesn't like dancing, or drinking, or parties with more than three people.
He's a good boyfriend. Always pays for dates, always laughs at her shitty jokes, always places the first bids on her art. She admits to herself this is the healthiest relationship she's ever had.
But…
He's always been vanilla.
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20 May 2026
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This is the season 2 retelling of the 100 that you’ve been looking for. Bellarke, found family, darkness, and hope. You’re going to love it. I got your back. I promise.
"He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." -Friedrich Nietzsche
A season 2 Bellarke rewrite where bonds are forged--friendship and romance--and Clarke doesn't leave after the Mountain. Begins with the Season 1 finale and follows the show until the Bellarke reunion in 2x05, and then I take dramatic liberties after that, which have rewarding and realistic-to-canon friendship and romantic payoff. Come along for the ride! And when you finish reading, I'll "see you on the other side". Lots of love. <3
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16 May 2026