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The 100 fic: Friends in Low Places

friendsMurphy and Clarke are locked in her room in Polis, but they need to escape before the next Heda is crowned and the kill order goes into affect. Or worse. Tag for s3e07.

WARNING: spoilers for season 3

836 words | rated R for mild language


Murphy slams his fists into the door. Then kicks it a few times for good measure. He hates being locked up. He’s spent his entire life locked up—in that tin can of a space station. In a cell in the Skybox. In lighthouse bunkers. In Grounder prison camps. And dungeons. And now here. At least Clarke’s bedroom has better accommodations than any of the other places. Read more…

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The 100 fic: All These Things I’ve Done

100_allthesethingsivedonePicking up the pieces of your life isn’t as easy as watching them fall apart, especially when there’s no one there to help you. Bellamy + Clarke friendship.

398 words | rating: PG | WARNINGS: spoilers for season 2


It inevitably has to be done. Mount Weather is too important a resource to leave it a tomb. Bellamy volunteers to help—it makes sense he should have to clean up his own mess. Now that he’s here, though, the enormity of the task overwhelms him. He stands in the center of the dining hall surveying the damage. Three hundred eighty souls lost at the flip of a switch.

Bellamy swallows back bile as he slowly rolls the nearest body onto her back. Then sucks in a gagging breath at the small boy tucked under her in a desperate, yet futile, attempt to protect him. He picks up the stuffed bear clutched tightly in the boy’s hands as the room blurs around him.

He did this. This little boy is dead because he saved his people. He keeps telling himself that they had no other choice, but it doesn’t change the fact that they’re all dead, and their blood is on his hands.

“Bellamy?”

He startles, blinking the world and Kane into focus.

“I could use some air,” Bellamy mumbles then leaves without waiting for a response.

He carries the bear up to the surface where the smell of wet grass and the feel of the warm sun remind him that not everything around him is death. Clarke quoted Oppenheimer to him once: “I am become death.” Sounds about right. They’re both destroyers of worlds now.

He wonders where Clarke is—if she’s safe or if she’s alone. Then he wonders why she isn’t here because he really thinks she should be here. Not that he wants her to suffer with him, but he’s not sure he’s strong enough to pick up the pieces without her. He needs her to lean on when he stumbles and slips. Instead she’s left him to fall with no net to catch him.

He squeezes his eyes shut against the too bright world, tears pooling at the corners, and forces the resentment back down. After a few seconds, he lets out a long breath. No matter how much he wants things to be different, the fact is Clarke isn’t here and the boy is still dead and there’s no one else to blame but himself.

Bellamy sets the sad little bear on a rock—nobody left to love it—and goes back inside, the feeling hitting a little too close to home.

I’m sorry I stabbed you

Spoilers for:
The 100 | season 3, episode 16

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happyagain

Otherwise known as:
The bromance is back on!
or
What’s a little stabbing between friends?

Bonus:

jmhug

Awww… the feelings… so many feelings

And bonus bonus:

survived

No hard feelings, right guys?

I needed that

Spoilers for:
The 100 | season 3, episode 16

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neededthat

Otherwise known as:
Bellamy’s redemption.
or
Is this really the time to have this conversation?

her friends are her weakness

Spoilers for:
The 100 | season 3, episode 15

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startwith

Otherwise known as:
Torture porn.
or
Even Clarke’s mom knows she’s in love with Bellamy.

Clarke’s in trouble

Spoilers for:
The 100 | Season 3, Episode 15

 

clarkeintrouble

Otherwise known as:
Just another day on the ground.
or
Murphy only said what we were all thinking.

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