#oldcrblake

[alreadygcne]

mama jordan: i say we get drunk and tell everyone about the time we found monty and jasper comparing penis sizes.

          “i’ll get the moonshine.”

[imnobodysson]

[text] i cant take you seriously when you're using that many emojis

text murphy – accepting

[ text: big blake ] if you don’t like it  you can 🍭 my 🍆 you 💩

[alreadygcne]

@othcrsidex: #NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 

“well if you didn’t want us telling the story you shouldn’t have done it in the first place.”

[imnobodysson]

oldcrblake replied to your post “oldcrblake replied to your post “[Just remembered a thread where...”

bell: does ur baby need a mom

murphy: r u offering? because that is some fucked up co-parenting.

[braverybuilt]

STARTER FOR @oldcrblake // V: THE BLAKE’S SAFE HAVEN

She had been planning this for months. It was a lot harder to find  Bellamy a present for fathers day, because she was certain that  he did not like Murphy’s flowers like Raven did.  So, that meant that  she needed money. Charlotte did everything in her power to earn enough change to buy something that Bellamy would like. She went back to the man at the bagel stand, that always helped her out when she needed it.  She asked the library if she could put away books in exchange for some  change, and she even begged and came home later because of it. She wanted to do it herself, so she didn’t ask anyone for help.

It wasn’t exactly easy to find a nice looking copy of the story of  Augustus and Octavia, but she looked each day and found one in the used bookstore.  It was old looking but nice. She thought that it  gave it character.  Plus it had pictures. The used bookstore helped her  wrap it, and she hid it in her backpack when she returned to the house that day. 

In the night, she made a card. She spent a lot of time, drawing a nice  picture before starting to write,

“Dear Bellamy, 

Thank you for everything that you do for me. You really do a lot of things to make all of the kids happy, and I know that I could not be more grateful. I hope that you like this present. I worked really hard  to make it nice for you, but you should probably be honest and say something if you don’t like it. I hope that you have a great Father’s  Day, and that you can sleep, or spend time with Raven and Octavia.  or do whatever you’d like to do. 

Happy Father’s Day! I think you’re a really great dad. 

With love, Charlotte ”

In the early morning, at an hour that Charlotte knew Bellamy still slept at, she wandered into the room. Her card was stuck to the top of the  present,and she placed it on the bed before climbing on as well.  Charlotte was proud of her present, and she hoped he would like it too. 

“Bellamy, Bellamy, wake up,” she chimed softly, hoping to not startle him.

“Happy Father’s Day.” 

[dcadwife-blog]

' were you shot at? '

MEMES // THE 100 VERSE@oldcrblake 

huddled in the opening of a small cave, laura’s panting. lungs screaming for air; leg muscles aching from being worked so hard. they were till acclimating to the unevenness of the forest floor. still getting used to how gravity ACTUALLY felt. the ark had done okay at replicating it; but the real thing required a lot more effort when it came to moving upon it. 

throw in an enemy and it seemed to be almost too much to handle.

today it was grounders. the mysterious beings who inhabited an earth thought to be empty. carrying bows and arrows; not hesitating to fire towards anybody they deemed worthy of death. and today, that was laura and bellamy.

she’d asked him to come for a walk with her. laura just needing to get away from everyone in the camp. all so loud and overwhelming. and thankfully he’d agreed. they’d get some water on the way; as clarke had asked them to. it was to easy for them to do something other than work. at least, that’s what clarke seemed to think.

but they’d run into trouble. of course they had. and bellamy had found them somewhere safe to hide, but not before there was running. fast. and a lot of it. legs pumping with each long stride taken; heart pounding beneath her chest.

eyes fall closed as she nods slowly; features contorted as she struggles to catch her breath. she’s still replaying the sound of an arrow JUST missing her head as she ducked; that could have been messy.

❝ we have to go ❞ she pants; clearing her throat. ❝ they’re gonna kill us ❞

[chaosthxory]

' he's such a downer. ' @ anyone who wants to answer bell

“Well, be that as it may, you still have to work with him.”

@oldcrblake

[thclcstgirl]

@oldcrblake || Con’t

She relaxed back to her spot in his lap, nuzzling his leg and trying to even out her breathing. “An awful dream.” She murmured quietly into his leg. She could still feel the too-sharp pain of the dream spear digging into her chest, breaking open her ribs and embedding itself inside her. She could even still see it when she closed her eyes, sticking out before her almost two feet. But the familiar soothing scent and feel of Bellamy surrounding her soon lulled her back to peacefulness. “Sorry for waking you.”