Marcus 'DAD ' Kane

He obv. took on his own!!!! the role as dad for the Blake siblings. dID YoU GUYS SAW HOW CONCERNED HE WAS WHEN HE SAW BALLAMY!!!!! Or While talking to Octavia. Or how DEVASTATED he looked when they both heard that his daughter Octavia died??????? Maybe because of HIm??? IM NOT OKAY WITH THAT. LEAVE ME ALONE

Originally posted by arma-gedon

The 100 4x04 RECAP/thoughts

***SPOILER ALERT DO NOT READ IF YOU DIDNT WATCH EPISODE 4 OF THE 100***


The joke about floating Jaha!!!! LMFAO YES
(and clarke’s beautiful adorable smirk)

Clarke noooo bb you are not useless you beautiful lil buttercup

fucking Jasper don’t duck around like that!! wtf not cool. cut the shit.

abby and kane talking over the radio you’re cute stop.

fuck Omari knew shit was gonna happen. Why y'all no listen.

FUCK WTF WHY THE HECK DOES- DRONES THE FUCK HECK WHAT

OMOMOMGGGGG NOOOOOOOO NYKO NONONO AFTER ALL YOUVE BEEN THRU FUCK NO


no why you split up why you leaving Raven alone fuck stay safe babygirl


Roan dammit why you no trust Kane? He’s a friend. lean on him.

WTF YOU BITCH HOE ECHO HEARTLESS SHIT KILLING HIM WOW NO.

Echo no one likes you. Please remove yourself.

Fuck you too Roan.

fucking dammit Jasper keep your mouth shut you idiot.

Poor Clarke babe no you’re trying so hard you weren’t even gonna put yourself and they all think you wrote yourself on it but you didn’t. You’re doing the best you can. You’re the reason so many people are still okay. You do what you have to do. You did the right thing trying to keep this quiet. Monty will come around.

Octavia my precious warrior goddess I love how you worry about Indra so much precious badass babe you go girl

dammit Monty I feel you. you should be on the list but damn don’t be like that man. that’s fucked up.

FUCK SHIT WTF DAMMIT RAVEN YOU CRAZY BEAUTIFUL FUCKING HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO LOSE ANOTHER LEG JFC glad you’re safe tho. and look at you talking to Luna convincing her to have a heart. also who could say no to you i would risk my damn life just like Luna with that face you made damn girl

phew Luna is safe

FUCKIN SHIT ABBY NOOOOO OH MY FUCK- THANK GOD FOR RAVEN COMIN IN CLUTCH

if i didn’t ship Princess Mechanic so hard rn I would sooooo ship Raven and Luna. I’m sure this is a thing.

Oh noooo stop being fucked up to Princess Clarke dammit. I hate you Jaha but damn you know how to bullshit people. Good save.

FUCKING SHIT FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKNOOOONO ONONO TELL ME THIS ISNT REAL NO NO NOT A FCKING CHANCE NO FUCK YOU J ROT FUCKING HELL YOU DIDNT NOT MY WARRIOR PRINCESS NONONO NOT TODAY SATAN. FUCKKKKK YOU ECHO I WILL KILL A VITCH WAIT TILL INDRA FINDS YOU OMG

*rants during commercials about not watching the show again*

fucking hell Alie/Becca’s Lab damnnnnn that’s some high tech badass shit

The amazement and way Raven’s face lights up seeing the lab >>>>>>>

Omg nonono stop no it’s not true no Bellamy poor bby I want to hug you:(
also fucccck where tf is Indra dammit

YOU FUCKING KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU J ROT YOU CRYEL SHITBAG HOW DARE YOU MAKE US THINK FOR A SECOND!!

MY WARRIOR PRINCESS BBYGIRL YOURE ALIVE THANK THE HEAVENS

HELIOS RUN RAST PROTECT OUR WARRIOR PRINCESS TAJE HER TO CLARKE FIX HER

FUCKKKKKK SERIOUSLY THATS IT WTF DAMMIT HOW DO I WAIT A WEEK. FUCK THIS DAMN SHOW.

*cries and reads fluff clexa and princess mechanic fanfic*

What I’ve Done

This is just a drabble for how I wished the list finding out scene would have went…. I’m sorry if this sucks, I’m drunk and my writing is shit.


Clarke could only stare in horror as Monty read the names from the list she had hoped no one would ever see. A crowd was gathering, a mixture of confused, hurt, and furious faces forming a cage around her, while Monty continued to list each person she had chosen “worthy enough” to make the cut. Clarke had never meant for anyone to see the list, she and Bellamy had agreed to hide it under the floor panels, but she had been careless that morning and shoved it into the desk drawer before leaving the room. Her heart broke with each wounded look she recieved from her friends; the people that she had fought so hard to keep alive when they first landed on Earth. Every one of her instinct screamed for her to walk away, to put a stop to this torture…to do something. But Clarke knew that she deserved it. Jasper was right; she wasn’t God, and she shouldn’t be allowed to decide who lives and dies. She knew that, and Bellamy knew it too… but what choice did they have? What choice did she have?

Clarke felt her lips moving, voicing counter arguments, excuses, apologies, but her heart was heavy and she didn’t believe a word of what she was telling them. She was so numb, that she could barely hear herself anyway. Her words only seemed to make things worse, and the people began to protest and shout.

“Bellamy Blake? C'mon!” One man shouted, stepping forward so she could see him.

“Who are you to decide who lives and dies?” Demanded a woman from somewhere in the crowd.

Clarke opened her mouth, nothing came out. What could she say to them? They were right; who was she to decide? But then Jaha was there, rattling off a speech about how leadership was needed, how they all needed her and Bellamy, and then they were setting off to work again. Clarke hated the idea of a lottery, but it was better than her picking and chosing which lives were more important. So she did what everyone said that she did best; Clarke went and hid. She searched the Ark for a small crevice or compartment to curl up in, and then she cried.

Eventually her eyes ran dry, and her stomach grumbled furiously, so she slowly made her way over to the mess hall. The space was nearly empty, and Clarke chose a table farthest away from the entrance in hopes that no one would approach her while she tried to stomach the small portion of food she had taken.

“I think I liked you better when you were just our doctor.” Japser muttered, plopping down across from her.

Something akin to anger bubbled in Clarke’s stomach and she stabbed her fork into the mush on her plate. “I was never just your doctor. Even if I wanted to be.”

“Well, at least back then you were trying to save lives.”

“Jasper…”

Jasper shook his head and held up a hand. “I don’t get you Clarke. You talk about how we all survive if we work together, but then you go and make this list. This list that doesn’t even include most of our names; the ones that deserve to live the most like Monty and Harper. But then you go ahead and put Bellamy’s name on there…and yours!”

“Bellamy’s name should be on that list. He deserves to live.” Clarke snapped, slamming her fists down on the table, making Jasper flinch.

“Even still, what makes you better than the rest of us? You’re no more important that Harper, or any other girl that didn’t make the cut. Why do you think you deserve that spot?”

Clarke closed her eyes and shrugged, drawing in a deep breath. “Of all the people in this camp that deserve to be on that list, I am not one of them. If I had it my way, I wouldn’t be in charge of decisions like this anymore, and my name wouldn’t be on that piece of paper.”

“Then why-”

“It was the only way that Bellamy would keep his name on it. He wouldn’t let me write his down unless my name was there too.” Clarke whispered, feeling her eyes begin to prickle. “I know I don’t deserve the spot, but he does.”