mine : d

A Friend For the End of the World

“You’re my favourite, you know,” Clarke whispers like a secret into his skin. It sends a shiver down his spine. There’s more than just softness there. He’s sure he hasn’t imagined that it sounds a little wanton.

Still, Bellamy tries his best to play it off. “Don’t worry,” he replies lightly, voice muffled by the pillow. “I won’t tell the other kids.”

Clarke, Bellamy, and the night before the second apocalypse.

Rated: E. WC: 5902. started as a drabble for @wellamyblake and turned into… something. So I decided to post it.

AO3 or FF.net

I know you lot are probably tired of me talking about how much I appreciate 2D’s body, but look… it brings me endless joy just how pear-shaped he is in the video. When he’s in the tee-off pose on that asteroid, and his thighs are so nice and prominent because of how he’s squishing them together, he is absolutely stunning, alright? He is radiant, glowing. An outstanding work of art. He deserves love, gifts, and compliments. I want to make him so happy that he cries tears of joy. This man needs pampered and reassured, damn it.