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Here's a list of my favourite fics/fic recs!

These are some of the most talented writers!! <3

Warning: some of these contain smut!

There's a lot of fics here, it's a long post

bejewellery

favs♡ (mostly smau and rafe x reader)

kildare nights @robinsgrl

heartbreak: live @zyafics

fidelity @rothpie

click cute @kimoralov3

kildare split @ghostofwriting

riding the edge @ghostofwriting

off limits @whorelaud

road trip! @calypso-rt

partners in lies @allertonhoe

the island lookout @cambankromyy

chasing city lights @rafesbuzzcutseason

bar down @rafescvntyclubgf

salt &&. secrets @sematarygirls

thoroughfare @starfilmz

while you were sleeping! @4vanaa

love you goodbye @kissylec

edwardslvrr

RECOMMENDATIONS 𝜗𝜚 rafe cameron

HEARTBREAK: LIVE ⵌ @zyafics SMAU

⤷ Ex-bf!Rafe x Radio Host!FemaleReader | college au, footballplayer!rafe au

RED FERRARI CHASE ⵌ @zyafics SMAU & IRL

⤷ F1 Driver!Rafe x Highschool sweetheart!FemaleReader | formula one au

LOVE YOU GOODBYE ⵌ @kissylec SMAU

⤷ rafe cameron x pogue!reader | forbidden love

LOVE ISLAND ⵌ @drewsephrry IRL

⤷ rafe cameron x fem!reader | reality show au

MANEATER ⵌ @bambiangels SMAU

⤷ tennis player!rafe cameron x tennis rival!reader

BELONG TO YOU ⵌ @rafeslvttygirl IRL

⤷ bsfbrother!rafe x fem!reader

LACHESISM ⵌ @rafeysbangs IRL

⤷ brother's!bestfriend!rafe x kook!female!reader

REDAMANCY ⵌ @lynnieverse SMAU

⤷ bsf!rafe cameron x silly!reader

BAD IDEA RIGHT? ⵌ @lynnieverse SMAU

⤷ rafe cameron x pogue!reader

LATE NIGHT TALKING ⵌ @lynnieverse SMAU

⤷ wrongnumber!rafe cameron x pogue!reader

WHO'RE WE TO FIGHT THE ALCHEMY? ⵌ @lynnieverse SMAU

⤷ footballplayer!rafe cameron x bookish!reader

I LOVE YOU I'M SORRY ⵌ @drewstarkeyluvbot SMAU

⤷ rafe cameron x kook!reader

PARTNERS IN LIES ⵌ @allertonhoe SMAU

⤷ model!rafe cameron x actress!reader

BAR DOWN ⵌ @rafescvntyclubgf SMAU

⤷ nhl!rafe cameron x popstar!reader

TROPHY WIFE ⵌ @rafesbabygirlx SMAU

⤷ baseballplayer!rafe cameron x trophywife!reader

CRIMINAL LOVE ⵌ @maybejj SMAU

⤷ rafe cameron x college!reader

NEWTON'S LAW ⵌ @bradshawed SMAU

⤷ F1!rafe cameron x reporter!reader

antizenin-deactivated20240214

when y'all read x reader fan fiction, do you guys not use it as escapism? because the way you guys complain about not relating 100% to reader. like sometimes i want to imagine myself as a flirtatious reader or a complete bitch. like do y'all not imagine yourselves with a completely different personality and read it for the storytelling? you do not have to relate to every aspect of the reader and it's completely fine. some of y'all have boring lives outside of fan fiction, so use it as your escape from real life because some of y'all act like y'all want it to mirror every single aspect of it.

INCOMING CONTENT

I know i’ve been MIA for probably 2 years, but I’m still attempting to binge criminal minds, and i’m only on season 9. ANYWAY, there is not nearly enough Derek Morgan content and I’ve decided to fix that. SOOOOO stay tuned for my pretty lengthy imagine <3. BUT if you’re interested in any of the other characters that i’ve met so far, please feel free to request!

#criminal minds derek morgan #derek morgan #derek morgan imagine #derek morgan x reader #criminal minds #bau #penelope garcia #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds fanfiction #sammyrenae68 #mattsbabysitter

tombwolf

So it looks like I might be homeless come January 2nd. My aunt failed to tell us that she was late on payments for to pay back the reverse mortgage and then we found out the house was sold back in June so we technically have no rights to even be in the house. Now she is trying to make sure she is only getting an apartment for her and my grandpa, effectively screwing me over in the process. None of my family or friends can take me in and I am freaking out. I have no idea what I am going to do at this point. I hate to ask because you guys helped me in a rough spot a year back and I know things are rough for the holidays, but if any of you can spare whatever amount of money you can to help me figure more options out I would really appreciate it. PayPal | Venmo | CashApp

tombwolf

Hey guy I’m hanging on by a thread, I’m really sorry I have to ask for help. I’m out of food and have nothing to eat. My family won’t help and I have nowhere to turn to.

If you can help, even by reblogging this I would really appreciate it. Things are rough and I’m hoping I get good news soon.

I NEED Party of Five fanfics or imagines. Both Beto and Emilio Acosta bc they are precious and I want to put myself into their lives 😭

#party of five #beto acosta #emilio acosta #freeform #beto acosta fanfic #beto acosta imagines #emilio acosta fanfic #emilio acosta imagines #party of five fanfic #party of five imagines

GFaN Tour

Okay it’s literally been idk how long since I’ve posted but I got my younger sister tickets to see Jack and Jack (not only for her enjoyment but my own) and my mom is buying the VIP so I’m literally gonna meet them and I’ll cry

This is when being an older sibling comes in handy

I may write about my experience???? Idk if that’s too much but who cares!

I cry thinking about finally hugging the boys

#mattsbabysitter #sammyrenae68 #omaha squad #jack gilinsky #jack johnson #good friends are nice tour #a good friend is nice #jack and jack #meet and greet #big sis lil sis

Passers By ~ 3 ~ Bellamy Blake

TAGLIST

: @kawennote09 @littlelaia23 @winchester7984 (Let me know if you want to be tagged; Italics means it won’t let me tag)

Part 1 Part 2

PART 3

Clarke, Finn, Jasper, Monty, and Octavia went searching for Mount Weather like Jaha had requested. Meanwhile, I was sitting in the opening of the drop ship.

Bellamy had presumed to make himself the leader. They built a fire, convincing the kids to take their wristbands off. I shook my head at how easy the leadership came to him. He had no problem giving orders and knew that the kids would listen if he said the right words.

“So,” My head snapped up, “you are definitely over 18. But not a day over 23 cause I’m 23.” He chuckled slightly, letting his hard exterior fall for the moment. Bellamy squatted in front of my legs, which were swinging from the edge. I couldn’t reach the ground from where I was sitting.

“I’m 20. Almost 21 actually.” I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

“Well you should come celebrate with me. Stand by the fire, take off your wristband. Be free with me.” I shook my head at his offer.

“You’re crazy, Blake. For a guy with plenty of girls to choose from, you picked the wrong one.” His eyebrows furrowed, and his head tilted in confusion.

“Oh, I think I picked the right one.” He stood from his spot and sat next to me, one knee bent, his arm draped across it. The other leg was straight out. “Y/N L/N, 20 years of age. Great grades so you’re smart, one of the few female guards so you’re persistent, you’re obviously gorgeous, can shoot a gun with impeccable aim. Not much of a rebel though.” I covered my face with both of my hands as he continued. “Except, when I was in a time of need. She swiped the scanner of her supervisor and father to try and save my ass.”

“I’m sorry, that I couldn’t save it. Even though it still looks pretty good from what I saw when you walked away earlier.” I had been sincere at first, dropping my hands from my face, but then I wanted to lighten the mood.

“You tried though,” he grabbed my hand from my lap, “and I’m grateful. And you thought that I wouldn’t remember.”

“Bellamy, you were literally the apple of my eye, so to speak. Living down the hall came with advantages. I just thought you weren’t worried about me. I was a little girl. When I grew up, I wanted to swoop in for my chance. I missed it. You left the guard and I was lost for a good 6 months. Hoping you just took a break from losing your mother and your sister.” I leaned closer to him, “My father noticed actually. He grew concerned, and he sent me to guard everything, hoping to distract me. It made it worse. The more I moved, the bigger chance I could see you.”

“And I had never even noticed you before.”

“Actually, not true. Do you remember one of the masked parties that you went to? I was at one of them. We talked all night, dancing, laughing. I knew it was you. When you asked for my name, I told you that you saw me everyday.” He turned to me, realization spreading through his face. As he noticed we were closer and what night I was talking about.

“That was you? I had been looking for you. I would look at every girl I passed. You were in front of me the whole time.” We laughed.

“I was right there. And I’m right here.” His eyes flickered to my lips. I pushed forward, kissing him. Pulling away, he kept moving towards me. “Now it seems like your leadership is doing well.” I cleared my throat and he just groaned.

“You did that on purpose.” I laughed and jumped off the ledge.

“Yes, but it was a free sample. You’ve gotta pay for the whole meal.” I winked, turning around and walking away from Bellamy Blake.

——————-

Everytime Bellamy had to yell throughout the camp, I steered clear. I stood at the back, not completely paying attention because I knew it made him crazy.

“Excuse me?” I sat at the bottom of a tree.

“Yes, Mr. Leader, sir.” I smiled and he did the thing where he leans back a bit, sticking his tongue in his cheek, looking around.

“That’s how we’re playing this game? Sir, free sample kisses.” I shook my head.

“We’re not playing a game. Your underage girlfriends that left your tent were the clear forfeit sign.” I broke the stick I had been twirling around my fingers.

“Did I hurt your feelings?” I stood up, looking him in the eyes.

“I could lie and say no. However, I did get to see you shirtless when you walked out. But that’s okay. This is what I had expected at a young age. You let me down a lot. You live your king of the hill life the way you want to.”

“Fine, maybe I will.”

“Good for you, Blake.” I sat back down, picking up another stick. He walked away, but he stopped, turning back.

“I need another sample,” I threw the twig at him.

“Someone else will gladly give you a free meal.”

“But I don’t want a free meal. I need your sample, cause it was so damn good.” I thought about it. I mean what can I lose? I curled my finger for him to come here. He kneeled down, one knee on the ground, between my legs.

My fingers gripped his chin, pulling him to my lips. Our lips smacked together, savoring the taste of the other. I sucked on his bottom lip, tugging on it. He kissed me again, slipping his tongue into the mix. After a good two minutes, I placed my hands on both shoulders, slowly pushing away.

“Wow, that was a good free sample. That was like, wow.”

“Get back to work, Bellamy.” He was still dazed, so I stood up and he quickly followed my movements. I walked towards the dropship, and his heavy footsteps were heard throughout the aviation vehicle.

“But babe, that was amazing. Don’t you see?” I nodded at his words, not facing him, taking off my shirt to rip the sleeves off. “Oh my god. I’m gonna die. Are you serious?”

“I told you to get back to work.”

“But I don’t take orders from you.”

“That’s true. And I don’t listen to you.” His fingertips touched my shoulders, then they slid down my arms and back up. They lightly danced down my spine, causing my body to shiver. My hips were where they landed.

“Are you sure you don’t want to give an appetizer?” His words whispered in my ear, his breath causing goosebumps all over me. I turned around in his arms. Our eyes met, then we lightly paused, our noses touched. Just as we were about to let our lips connect, Bellamy’s name was shouted.

“Bellamy!” He groaned, placing his face in the crook of my neck, his hands still tightly on my hips. Slowly moving them down, he placed a kiss to my skin on my shoulder.

“I want you, so bad.”

“Duty calls, sir.” His eyes darkened and he looked down and back at me.

“Fuck me.” He had to fix the problem in his pants, when I stood on my tiptoes to whisper in his ear.

“I’m planning on it, when the time is right.” With that, I threw my shirt over my head, walking out of the dropship with him following.

“Bell- there you are.”

“Where’s the food?” Bellamy questioned the group.

“We didn’t get it. We were attacked.” Finn explained

“By what?” I asked.

“Not what. Who?”

“When the last grounder went up 100 years ago, he wasn’t the last one.”

“Where’s Jasper?” I looked around at the hunting group. Octavia was limping, so I walked to aid her. “Here, sit.” Bellamy was standing behind me as I helped.

“He was speared in the chest by them. They took him.”

“You let them take him?”

“We weren't gonna risk all of us getting taken. He isn’t dead. We have to go back for him.”

“Damn right you’re going back.” I ripped the bottom portion of my shirt off, wrapping it around Octavia’s wound in her leg. “And I’m going with you.”

“Bellamy, I heard you had a gun.” Clarke had gotten close to him to speak, but I could read her lips. He made eye contact with me, nodding his head to answer her question. “Great, you’re coming with us.”

“You don’t tell me what to do, princess.” He was very serious when speaking to her, while his response to me earlier had been lighthearted.

“But you want them to listen to you.” She nodded her head towards the kids in camp.

“Let’s go.” Octavia had tried to get up, but I shook my head at her. She shouldn’t keep walking on her leg.

“O, you’re staying here.” I let my head fall, knowing Bellamy would be hard on her about it. I saw they were going to argue, so I stepped in, placing a hand on his chest.

“Don’t take offense to it. We don’t want your leg to get any worse, it might slow us down a little bit. We’re gonna get Jasper and come right back, okay. And Bellamy won’t be here to tell you what to do all day.” I smiled at her and he was not happy with my response. Octavia nodded her head.

“Murphy! You’re coming with me. Atom, make sure my sister doesn’t leave this camp. And no one touches her.” Bellamy’s voice was like an explosion through camp.

“Are you serious, Bell? She’s almost 18.” I crossed my arms.

“And you’re almost 21, doesn’t mean I’m letting you drink alone.”

“Last time I checked, I don’t listen to you.”

“But Atom does.”

“He is the same age as her. Doesn’t he need a babysitter?”

“You can be his babysitter.”

“No, I’m going to find Jasper. Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Well who do you think is fit to watch Atom?”

“None of them. They’re all the same age or younger. This is the most pointless argument I’ve ever had. We’re leaving. Octavia is staying here to rest her leg and Atom is not watching her. He can keep her company if she wants his company.” Bellamy and I had a stare down until he gave in and I looked at everyone surrounding us.

“You sound like a married couple, let's go.” Clarke pointed out as we started the trek to find my goggle wearing buddy. I smiled and looked at Bellamy. He just looked at me and shoved my shoulder. I almost fell over from the force.

I elbowed him in his side and he hunched over. He groaned and I jumped on his back. His arms looped under my knees and he stood up tall. Everything was different from this perspective.

“Is this how it feels to be tall? Wow, I never thought I’d see the day.”

“I never thought I’d see the day where I’m giving a girl a piggyback ride through the woods on Earth.”

“Touché, Blake. So, do you like being in charge?”

“It’s not terrible. But I’m practically the cool uncle to all of these kids.” I giggled. “They listen when I’m serious and do whatever the hell they want when I let them.”

“Even the girls. They just jump at the chance to be in your tent. I mean at their age, so would I.”

“Yeah, I mean, no. It’s pretty complicated.” I leaned forward on his right shoulder, I pressed my lips to his cheek.

“It’s okay. I know what’s going on. I know what I’m getting myself into. Don’t worry. The multiple girls isn’t my issue. Just, do you treat them the same way as me?” He shook his head, twisting it to look at me.

“You’re different. You know you’re different. You’re better.”

“Why cause I’m the only legal one?” I laughed but he didn’t think it was funny.

“No, Y/N. You just won’t give up on me. And that’s just what I need. I need someone to believe in me when I’m not being the leader. When I go through the tough times, i need the push to keep going.” He set me down. “You are that push.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him.

“We’re gonna get left behind.”

“Who cares?” He left a trail of open mouth kisses down my jawline and my neck to my collarbone.

“You have the gun.” He stopped and look at me. “I read Clarke’s lips.”

“Can you read mine?” He kissed me again, gently.

“I think you said, we will finish this after we get Jasper.” He chuckled and kissed me again.

“Wrong. I think you need a little more practice.” He grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the group.

#bellamy blake imagine #bellamy blake #bellamy blake x reader #bob morley imagine #bob morley #sammyrenae68 #mattsbabysitter #passers by

Passers By ~2~ Bellamy Blake

Part 1

Taglist: @kawennote09 (Let me know if you wanna be added)

There was one seat open next to a boy named Jasper. He was funny and his goggles made him seem like a scientist. “I’m here because I smoked some stuff. My best friend Monty over there,” he pointed to an asian boy, “his family worked in Farm Station, so we were always experimenting. Except he forgot to replace what we took.” So technically he was a scientist. “What are you here for?”

“Harboring a fugitive, stealing. Pretty reasonable unlike yours.” We laughed. “How old are you?”

“Almost 18. I wasn’t sure if they were floating me early or what.” I nodded at his words. “And you?”

“20 years on the Ark. That’s a long ass time,” Jasper was an easy one to talk to.

“I’ve always like the older women,” I went to shove Jasper for his comment, when the dropship shook and the three boys who had left their seats flew to hit the walls.

Chancellor Jaha came on the screens and gave an announcement about Mount Weather and the Ark needing us to wear these wristbands. Many of the kids groaned and complained instead of listening to the message.

Jaha wasn’t the reason I came down. My father was. He believed that I would do anything for Bellamy Blake. Sending me to Earth was the farthest away he could get me. It was either have his daughter turn into a criminal or send her to her death.

Obviously I hadn’t even talked to Bellamy in two years. Something must have happened all of a sudden to make him assume that I would protect Bellamy.

Another jerk of the drop ship and the engine humming had halted. Everyone took their seat belts off and went down to the first deck. I tried to make it down relatively fast, hoping to protect the kids.

I pushed through the many teenagers and finally made it to the door. Unfortunately, I ran into a rock.

“Hey!” My body jumped at the loud voice, forcing me to look up.

“Bellamy?” I had not been the only one to recognize the boy, or man rather. Turning around, I see a younger girl making her way through the crowd.

“O?” The two hugged and I made the connection that it had been his sister.

“Oh wow, you’re grown now.” The two stopped hugging as I interrupted their reunion.

“Excuse me? Trying to hug my brother that I haven’t seen in two years. Who even are you?” Octavia harshly responded to my slip.

“I’m so sorry. I’m slightly awkward. It’s just I knew you- well not really knew. I had only seen you once and it was at the party-“ Bellamy has cut me off.

“Y/N? Is that you?” My eyes widened. I had been taken back that he knew who I was.

“You know me?”

“Of course, I-“ he was cut off by the younger kids behind me.

“Why are you just standing there? Open the damn door.”

“Excuse me, my brother and I are having a conversation.” Octavia had spit back.

“Brother? No one has a brother.”

“That’s the girl in the floor.”

“It’s Octavia Blake.” Octavia had not been happy about those comments and she wanted to jump into the crowd.

“O, let's give them something else to remember you by. How about the first person to set foot on the ground in 100 years?” Bellamy suggested to his sister, holding her back. His arms on display right in front of me.

“No, wait! Don’t open the door. What if we all die from the radiation?” A blonde girl came out of the crowd. She was the Griffin daughter.

“Then we’re all gonna die anyway.” I shrugged off her caution, looking to Bellamy to pull the lever. As he did, all I could see was green. I hadn’t even realized I was holding my breath until Bellamy had placed his large hand around my wrist.

Slowly, I shut my eyes and inhaled the new air and exhaled carbon dioxide. Octavia slowly walked across the door of the dropship. She hopped on the ground, shooting her hands in the air. “We’re back, bitches!”

All the kids had rushed out after her. Many of them had pushed me out of the way and I was once again, running into Bellamy Blake. “So, about this position,” he smirked and I held my hands on his chest, looking at our feet. His hands had gripped my waist.

“How did you even end up on the dropship? Actually, you know what? You should keep an eye on your sister.” I couldn’t make eye contact knowing he would make me more nervous.

“You’re totally right, but we will continue this conversation.” I finally looked up a bit and saw the famous smirk that made me weak at the knees. Looking around, I realized we were the only two still on the dropship.

I took a few steps back, letting my hands fall to my sides and his hands let go of my waist. He wandered towards his sister, spinning. She seemed so happy, compared to the scared, confused girl I saw two years ago.

Looks like you made the wrong choice, Dad. I’ll probably end up falling for him anyway.

#bellamy blake #bellamy blake imagine #bellamy blake x reader #the 100 #the 100 imagine #bob morley #bob morley imagine

Could you tag me in Passers by?? Love it so far

Yes, of course! I’m so glad you love it. I debated on posting it, but i’m so happy it’s gotten some feedback. I created a tag list and as of right now you’re the only one on it, but the next post should be up tomorrow morning around 10 am EST!

Passers By ~1~ Bellamy Blake

*Credits to the owner of this original gif, and god bless Bob Morley and the CW for the 100*

This is the first part of this small series that I started on a whim. I suck at updating so who knows when the next part will be up.

Bellamy Blake. A man that would be anything but predictable. His actions spoke louder than his words; his thoughts overpowered both.

The two of us met on the Ark. As children, we were just passers by and I had made up every excuse to continue to pass by. Any chance I could get out my family’s living space, I would. Seeing Bellamy everyday made me happy despite what had been going on in those doors.

He had been older than me by three years. My parents even knew of the schoolgirl crush I had. They had figured it out when I would walk with them past his room. My body had automatically slowed down, waiting for him to come out or arrive to go in.

As time passed, I realized he had been all but worried about me. To him, I was just a girl who lived down the hall. So eventually, I became focused on what I wanted to do once I turned 18.

I was planning to become a guard, one of the few female guards there were. Once I had learned of Bellamy’s training, I didn't stop what I had already started. My grades were the best of my capabilities, not falling far from top of my class. My aim was improving with the more I practiced.

The day after my 18th birthday, my supervisor wanted me to shadow. I would be given a uniform to wear, I would follow the instructions given to me, and I would not get distracted. That day was the same day as the masked party.

I felt as though this surprise check was quite unnecessary. All of these kids just wanted to have fun, meeting new people without looking at their appearances. One of these dances was the first time I had a conversation with Bellamy Blake.

The two of us talked all night long. No interruptions, no awkward moments. We laughed and danced. I never gave him my name, I just told him that I was someone he saw everyday. With my mask on, he couldn’t recognize me. But how could I not recognize him?

His hair was the first thing that gave it away. He slicked it back, making it seem as though there were no curls to it. Then his eyes were next. They held so many secrets, and the deep brown had been my favorite color for years. Lastly, I was familiar with his smirk. The same one he sent to me in the hallways.

Anyways, Bellamy was guarding the party. He always was good with kids. He knew how to have fun when he wanted to. He knew when it was time to be serious.

As we approached the party, my supervisor killed the music, and turned on the lights. The kids groaned and I scanned the room. My eyes met Bellamy’s and his were full of fear. The girl next to him seemed frightened and uncomfortable with the situation.

“Excuse me, sir. This boy here hasn’t been scanned,” I caught the attention of the guard heading towards Bellamy. He nodded his head to me and went to the boy. I took his ID scanner from him and headed towards Mr. Blake.

“Need this?” He turned to me, shielding the girl. His head nodded, taking the scanner from me. The guard walked up to us.

“Has she been scanned?”

“Yes, I just did it myself, sir.” Bellamy’s voice shifted slightly.

“But you don’t have an ID scanner, recruit.” The guard questioned him, so I jumped in.

“Um, actually, my supervisor dropped his, so I picked it up,” I grabbed Bellamy’s wrist, showing it off. “Then I let Bellamy use it. Us recruits are always willing to be a part of the action.”

“But she isn’t wearing it. Her badge, I mean. Where is it?” My mind blanked.

“She must have dropped it, after I gave it back.” Bellamy spun, looking at the floor.

“C’mon, Blake. Don’t play games with me. Where’s the ID badge?”

I didn’t see Bellamy after that. Turns out the girl had been his little sister. Their mother had been floated, the younger Blake was sent to prison for being born, and Bellamy was no longer on the guard.

Time went on, I became higher rankings soon enough. My days were disappointing, considering my interactions with the boy down the hall seized. One day, my supervisor asked me to do him a favor.

“Would you be willing to take a trip? With 100 prisoners of the Ark?” My eyebrows had furrowed with confusion at the time.

“To where, sir? The cafeteria?” I stifled a laugh but stopped when he didn’t think it was funny.

“To Earth,” My heart skipped a beat and I took a deep breath. Why are we going to Earth?

“Earth? Like the radiated planet we’ve been orbiting for like 100 years?”

“Yes, Y/N. We need to see if it is survivable. But there needs to be someone we can trust down there.” He motioned a hand towards you.

“But what if it’s not survivable? I would die down there. All of those kids would die down there.”

“We are not worried about those kids. Their crimes have been worthy of death. You will have equipment that only you will know about. It will protect you.”

“But the kids will hate me. I’m sent down there to watch them. They’ll try to kill me.”

“We could sneak you in.”

“No, sir. Those kids know I’m over 18. I would’ve been floated.”

“Y/N, we will still sneak you in. Say your parents didn’t want to float you, so they sent you to Earth. You won’t be a guard to them anymore. You’ll be a banished delinquent like the rest.”

“They’ll ask what I’ve done. They’ll question me.”

“Your story is that you helped protect Bellamy Blake’s sister: you knew about her, and no one was worried about you until they watched the footage back.”

“Why would they watch the footage back after almost 2 years?”

“We noticed your change in behavior after Blake was removed from the guard.”

“I’m sorry, what? I haven’t changed. Blake was just the boy who lived down the hall. I knew nothing of his sister. What are you talking about?”

“Y/N, I told you we watched the footage. We were looking for something else and we saw you swipe my scanner for Bellamy. You are guilty of that. You are a delinquent and I will make sure you get on that drop ship.”

“So you asked to make yourself seem like you trust me, when really, you were going to force me on anyways?” I couldn’t believe it. They thought of me as a criminal. Protecting a fugitive. “When does it leave, Dad?”

“Ten minutes,” my father walked away, leaving me flustered and rushed to board the drop ship.

Part 2

#bellamy blake #bellamy blake imagine #bellamy blake x reader #the 100 #bob morley #bob morley imagine #the 100 imagine #passers by

plutovirium

Logging off tumblr temporarily

I won’t be online during the next 36 hours, due to the “log off protest” some people launched for Dec 17th. Since I want to make sure to cover every time zone, I’ll be away for Dec 16th and 18th as well. Feel free to join me in this and log off for at least the 17th! We can use every person we’ve got

Spin The Bottle - Part 1

Author’s Note; Hey! I know it’s been a while since I posted the preview of this, and this is super short, but so much has been going on at home, but I finally finished this and I have no clue when the next part will be out.

“After that one game of spin the bottle, everyone was head over heels for Peter Kavinsky. He was the best kisser in the 7th grade. But after that, Peter and Megan Sanderson were the best of friends; nothing more, nothing less. So junior year, when Peter came to Megan after receiving the love letter from Lara Jean Covey, Megan’s next door neighbor, they make a deal. From there on out, it’s a rollercoaster.”

PART 1

You know how everyone’s first kiss is a big deal now? Well technically mine was, but not because I had a crush on the guy like everyone else. I actually gained a best friend out of it.

“Sanderson!” And there he is now.

Peter Kavinsky. Most popular guy in school. Captain of the lacrosse team. Dating the “hottest” girl in school. My best friend since the seventh grade.

“Yes, Kavinsky, glad you could interrupt my peaceful morning with your excitement,” I smiled at him as he strolled along beside me through the halls of our high school.

“I brought you a chocolate milk. Am I not allowed to be happy to see my gal pal?” My feet stopped in the middle of the hallway as I reached for the drink.

“Thank you for this, but you’ve now been disowned because you just said ‘gal pal’,” I turned the corner, leaving Peter in the dust as I approached my locker. If he was still following me, I would’ve heard him protest. Someone must’ve caught him before he could.

Once I opened the door to my locker, I started to organize my books only to be interrupted by the sound of someone leaning against the locker. As I slowly shut the door, the face of my twin brother appears.

“Oh, Josh. What a pleasant surprise. I didn’t expect to see you at my locker, what an honor,”

“I decided to be a good brother and bring you your lunch that you left in the car.” Hesitantly grabbing the bag, I looked at my brother.

“I thought it was yours? It’s shrimp poppers day,” I held the bag to my brother.

“I know, that’s why I thought it was yours?” My eyebrows furrowed together as the confusion settled in.

“Well a growing boy like you will need this way more than me. It's probably healthier than shrimp poppers,” I shrugged my shoulders as I plopped the bag into my brother’s hands and grabbing my history binder out of my locker. “Looks like I’ve gotta go to class, see you later, bro!” I waved my brother off as I walked to the only class I didn’t enjoy.

As I went through the day, everything seemed normal. Peter would shout my name across the hall, I would wave and continue my way. Gen would stop to insult Lara Jean. My brother would walk with Lara Jean and Christine. Until we got to gym class.

Today was one of Coach’s bad days, so he makes us run laps. Lara Jean and I always took gym together and it was the only thing getting me through the continuous oval that the track was shaped.

“C’mon LJ, you’ve gotta keep going, cause if you go down, I’m going with you. And you know what that results in? Extra laps. And we can’t do that if we have to go to trig next. It’s all the way across campus, and I won’t make it,” I huffed as I jogged. I didn’t hear anything for a few moments, so I turned to look at Lara Jean and she was behind me, on the ground, next to Peter.

“Peter, what did you do?” My eyes scanned the scene, catching a glimpse of a small envelope in Peter’s hand.

“She fainted. I was trying to tell her something,” he looked at me and kneeled down to help LJ. “Hey, wake up. Lara Jean. Hey, Covey!” Her head leaned to one side and she opened her eyes to be face to face with Peter.

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Spin The Bottle ~ Peter Kavinsky (preview)

Soooooooo, if you haven’t seen To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before, you need to, right now. Stop whatever you’re doing and go watch it on Netflix. Everybody who has seen it, is in love with Peter Kavinsky. Which would be me, so here’s a little summary of something i thought about.

“After that one game of spin the bottle, everyone was head over heels for Peter Kavinsky. He was the best kisser in the whole seventh grade. But after that, Peter and Megan Sanderson were the best of friends and that was it. So junior year, when Peter came to Megan after he got the love letter from Lara Jean Covey, Megan’s next door neighbor, they make a deal, and it becomes a rollercoaster from there.”

So if you want me to write this, let me know? If you want it to be a series, let me know? Just a one-shot, let me know? Thanks !

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Shit.

Summary: The reader drops a bombshell on Dylan, what she reveals will soon change their lives forever.

Pairing: firefighter!Dylan x Reader

Word Count: 846

You’re pacing frantically in front of Fire Station 88 in downtown Los Angeles, doing your god damn best to not hyperventilate. The fact that you even made it here is a fucking miracle. You literally just sat in your driveway for a good hour, stupidly turning the ignition on and off in your Honda Accord.

Considering the predicament that you’re in, you appear to be quite pulled together. You’re even donning clean clothes and light makeup, a vast improvement over the last few days. So now you’re at your best friend Dylan’s place of employment, meeting him to spill the news that has you in such a tizzy.

“Hey, hun.” Dylan somehow appears out of fucking nowhere, the sound of his simple greeting startling you.

“We have a problem.” You blurt out, awkwardly freezing when he tries to pull you in for a warm hug.

“Ok. What is it?” He responds casually, completely oblivious that his whole world is about to fucking implode. Poor bastard.

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is it too soon to ask a part two for this???

author's note on fanfic ch4: i'll probably have it updated by the end of this week!

author's note on fanfic ch5: so i know it's been two years but i can explain

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