#notsonice-me

[supernaturallybellarke]

Mildly curious. Bellamy, Clarke, Raven

let’s play “bed, wed, behead”.

send me three names. characters, celebrities, tumblr users… anything. go.

I hate to say it, but I’d kill Raven, I love her to death but the other two options make this the only way to go lol

I’d sleep with Clarke

Then I’d marry Bellamy so I could have adorable babies and they’d have a badass aunt and Husband!Bellamy??? Sounds like a good idea to me!

Thanks for asking! :)

Send me three names!

[clexasource]

Hi Are there any restrictions about RB. I'm about to set up a queue of side account,don't want to break rules. Thanks

Nope, except the tumblr post limit (which I already hit with my sideblog). Good luck!!!!!

[sirbelllamyblake-archive-blog]

why did you do it? I still can't watch without crying!

one of my roommates was like ‘why are you so emotional about the finale what happens’ and i was like WELL LET’S SEE SHALL WE??? and now i want to vomit. 

[bellamysclarks]

Hi! "Your one red sock mixed in with all my whites and turned all my clothes pink at the local laundromat AU" is my favorite, maybe because of despair you feel when it happens :))

I’d probably cry if this happened to me! Thank you for sending this in <3 It’s pretty short but I hope you enjoy!

“Bellamy. Fucking. Blake,” Clarke gets out through grittedteeth as she storms into his bedroom. Laundry basket tucked under her arm.

Bellamy doesn’t look up from the book he’s reading. Layingon his bed, one arm resting behind his head, a smirk forms onto his lips, “Irather you be fucking Blake.”

Her stare only hardens at his words and when he glances ather, his teasing grin slowly disappears at the sight of her furious expression.Slowly he sits up, marking his page with his thumb, as his eyebrows furrow inconcern. Clarke would have found it pretty adorable if it was under othercircumstances but now she was pissed. Completely and totally pissed.

“You turned all myclothes pink.”

When he only continues to stare in confusion, she huffsbefore taking another step forward and dumping her clothes from the basket ontohis bed. His eyes widen when he notes every single fabric was now in fact pink.She drops the hamper to the floor and snatches one single red sock from thepile. Bellamy felt his face flush, matching the new color of her clothing.

“I uh – I don’t even know how that happened,” he says, onehand reaching up to rub the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Oh, no?” she tilts her head to the right, disbelieving,“This isn’t a retaliation to the food dye I put in your shampoo?”

Bellamy rolls his eyes, “That was a pretty weak prank toactually get back at.”

She scowls at him, the only reason she’d done it was becausehe had served her what she assumed were caramel apples but turned out to be onions. Her eyes watered for an hour and the taste didn’t leave her mouth forwhat felt like forever.

“Well I don’t care if it was purposeful or not,” she grabsher previous favorite white t-shirt, the one Wells had gotten her before heleft for the NAVY, the last gift she ever received from him, “You ruinedeverything.”

Bellamy notes the shirt and his eyes soften, sucking in abreath as she takes a seat at the edge of his bed, hand clutching tightly atthe material.

“I’m sorry, Clarke,” he tells her quietly, moving to sitnext to her, arm wrapping around her shoulder, “It was an honest to Godmistake.”

Bellamy had gotten to the laundromat down the street rightaround the time he was usually heading to bed. He had both his and Clarke’sstuff in two huge garbage bags and ended up filling four machines to the brim.He hadn’t realized as he skipped around the middle machines that were filledwith white that he accidently let something slip inside one.

Her body slumps forward slightly and he tightens his grip onher, “It’s okay.”

“It’s not okay,” he says, “I would fucking kill me rightnow.”

He notes the slight upturn of her lips even with her headducked and counts it as a mini success, “That was my first idea.”

“Let me make it up to you,” he nuzzles her neck, the wordsvibrating against the skin. Her fingers curl against the t-shirt she’s stillholding.

Clarke leans her head back to give him more access, “Goahead,” she’s practically whispering, “You know that white slip you liked?”

Bellamy pulls away quickly, eyes wide, “No.”

“Yes,” she replies, pouting mockingly, “Had to throw it out.I do not do pink underwear.”

That was a lie of course but she couldn’t help it. He lookedlike a little kid who had just lost his favorite toy.

“Fuck,” he groans, dropping his forehead to her shoulder, “I’mnever doing laundry again.”

[sirbelllamyblake-archive-blog]

DON'T SCRATCH IT! Chicken pox spots can leave a permanent scar!!!! Get your butt to the doctor!!!

i mean i don’t think it’s chicken pox. but hashtag whoops i’ve definitely been scratching all week. 

[kazraza]

Hi! I so glad more people are paying attention to it, I grow in the area near lake Baikal, there we have a free space for Buddhism, Shamanism, Christianity and Islam. So, yes Lexa's drahma wheel (it's what it called) was bothering me, especially since concept of war and military is quite a tough topic for Buddhists. A lot of Lexa personal beliefs presented by writers don't go well with it.

yeah, it bothers me too how they use images from other cultures with the grounder warriors. i wish more people would pay attention to this too! no show is perfect honestly :/ gotta keep your eyes open ya know?

[skye-ward]

Clarke and everyone from Ark fought for Grounders in MW as their own people, but Lexa never even for a second felt about the 100 and Arkers that way. Clarke wouldn't make a deal like that, and honestly neither would Anya.

I hear you darling. That’s what bugs me the most. Some people are defending Lexa and I get it, because now that I calmed down, I understand her decision even if I really DON’T agree with it. I strongly condemn it. But I get it. Her people was always her #1 priority. 

But what bugs me is the people defending Lexa by saying that Clarke would have done the same. Because, yes, she was defending the Grounders as her own people so I know she wouldn’t have done it. Lexa never saw the Sky People as her own. Not like Clarke did with the Grounders. She only saw them as a mean to an end. 

I don’t know about Anya because she was cold and logical so I won’t make any assomption about what would have been her position on this.

Thanks for sharing your opinion with me :)

[cystalreeds]

Here You go))) Name: Alexandra. By the way, you have a great blog)))

Thank youuu :)

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