and there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth made of hair, and the whole moon became like blood; and the stars of the sky fell to the earth, The sky was split apart, every mountain and island were moved out of their places.
so, you meet a girl and she’s stardust, her world crashes into yours and it
isn’t your fault that she tears a hole in the atmosphere when she lands. so,
you meet a girl and solar flares have never been known to start wars but
there are firecrackers hidden in her wrists; whatever you do, do not reach
for her hand. so, you meet a girl and she’s fire and water wrapped into the
same creature, soothing while she burns everything around her. years
have taught you to keep distance, you have blades for hands and a wolf living,
growling in your throat; you were
not made to become a shelter for meteorites but this planet was not made
for girls that fall like stars- this is the stuff legend never told you about.
so, you meet a girl and you reach for her hand despite it all as if
constellations could ever be held and she looks at you like you are earth
and trees and everything solid that she wants to sink her teeth into in the
best possible way. you find yourself wondering what dwarf stars
dream of when suns burn out. so, you meet a girl and you’re wrapped around
her like saturn’s rings and you ask her what it’s like to be in orbit, to look
the sun in the eye and laugh at the heat. she smiles something cosmic and
tells you gravity takes some getting used to and she hasn’t quite learned
how not to fall for girls with skin like soil that she could take
see if stars can grow into something green, too.
SO, YOU FELL IN LOVE WITH A METEORITE by CAITLIN ABIGAIL
Here is a masterpost of all my favorite bellarke fics. These are not my fics. Theyre all Ao3 links. To read them on mobile download ibooks or the kindle app and then download the epub or pdf file from ao3 or just read them on your computer.
Hello, Princess - (45391 words) AU with Clarke in college as a pre-med student, and Bellamy her Calculus TA. More characters and tags will be added as they are introduced.
I’ll Take My Time If You Want To - (17940 words)
Ark AU wherein Bellamy’s a member of the guard and Clarke’s a medical apprentice, and among everything that’s going on, they meet, they talk, they fall in love, and they both realize there’s so much more to the other than meets the eye.
Same Time Next Week - (30134 words) "You’re awfully hung up on rules, aren’t you?“"You’re awfully not for being the one who’s supposed to enforce them,” she said, confrontation in her voice.“Someone has a problem with authority,” he said, amusement in his.
The Conversation- (44589 words) AU where Clarke left her phone number in a library book that one time and Bellamy finds it a couple of years later and decides that he has nothing better to do.
the pedal’s down, my eyes are closed- (33792 words) “You’re the one with the Masters funding.” He says it like he already knows, is already using it as the whole basis of her personality. “I’m Bellamy Blake.”“Nice to meet you,” she lies through her teeth.Clarke Griffin is the newest member of the Classical History Review and Bellamy Blake is at the bottom of her list of people to befriend. Well, she’s been wrong before. AU.
100 Ark Street - (34089 words) Bellamy moves into a new apartment; he couldn’t have asked for better neighbors.
Pistols at Dawn - (33236 words)
Bellamy Blake’s political star is on the rise, until his opponents throw some dirt that sticks. So he calls in an expert: Clarke Griffin, professional crisis manager, has helped many a powerful person weather outrageous scandals with her team. But Clarke has no idea that saving Bellamy Blake will unearth secrets that should have stayed buried – and change both their lives forever.
Love Will Come Through - (23251 words) “The vows were short, perfunctory; Clarke was asked to say I do, and she did. There were rings, too: Bellamy’s fingers were warm against her cold skin when he slipped a ring on her finger, and she put a ring on his. They were instructed to kiss. His lips were dry, pressing against her mouth for a moment, and that was it. They were done.She was a wife, and her husband was a stranger."AU. Clarke winds up in an arranged marriage with Bellamy.
We Could Be- (58826 words)
Modern AU. A peek into a couple years at college where Bellamy and Clarke slowly get to know each other.
So this is a way to celebrate reaching
1K, and to be honest I never thought this would happen, so THANK YOU SO MUCH!! If
you´ve been around my blog for a while you´ll know I´m obsessed with Bellarke
and Bellarke ff, and that I actually had wanted to do this for while now. So
without further ado, I present to you my 1st Bellarke fanfiction masterpost with 100 fics recs. (or
what I call “100 ways to fall in
love with Bellarke”)
Disclaimer: These are
not my fics, they´re all on Ao3. Thanks to all the amazing writers, I
dont know what I´d without your fics.♥
Bellamy and Clarke may not be written in the stars but fuck it, the clouds end up hiding them half of the time anyway. The important thing isn’t that they get some kind of a happy ending, it’s that they even existed at all.
Happy New Year, Everyone! While we all are looking forward to another year full of bellarke fanfiction, we want to take a moment to reflect, so thanks to our team, bffnet and shippers in the fandom - and in no particular order, we give you bellarkefanfiction’s Top 30 Bellarke Fics of 2015!
Clarke moves to the big city for her residency and rents a room from Octavia Blake. What was supposed to be a 3 month rental agreement turns into much more as she makes new friends, struggles to move away from her past, and meets one very grumpy soldier.
“He couldn’t worry about her, about how she’d fare, and whether she’d find her way home eventually, or make a home with strangers, learning to forget the friends she’d killed for. He needed to worry about those friends, to look after their people like she’d asked him to.
“She doesn’t need us to go after her,” Raven said. “She knows how to survive.”
They’d trust her to return when she was ready, and to look after herself in the meantime.” post-2x16.
prompt ; in which your longtime boyfriend finally proposes to you in the most extravagant way on his birthday.
a/n ; this imagine was supposed to be posted on dob’s bday but it wasn’t lol. i couldn’t post this for the past few days bc i was WAYYY too busy but im glad i was able to get it up! i love my smol bean sm and i am so grateful to know he exists :)
(*Warnings: the fics are only divided in two diferent categories, AU MODERN OR CANONVERSE. Most of them are M, or E rating, but there’s a little bit of everything. OS and Multichapter.) (Also, I will updating this)
Hiya, I want to read a story that can burst me in tears, so can you recommend me the angstiest angst you read? But no ModernVerse please. LOVE this blog by the way, I really apreciate your work, thank you already 💞💞
Under the cut is a massive list of lyrics from Gregory Alan Isakov. I was making a list of lyrics from The Stable Song, The Moon Song, and Words for my own use and decided to round up a bunch more. I like my para titles short and bio lyrics long, so I tried varying lengths. The longer ones can obviously be trimmed, as well. These lyrics can be used as para titles, blog titles/descriptions, on biographies, on graphics, for inspiration, etc & all that jazz. It’s a long list, but please like/reblog if you found it useful!
I still don’t know how to react to last night’s episode…
From the moment we met him, Lincoln was consistently one of my absolute favorite characters.
Lincoln, who was brave and compassionate and unfailingly kind. Who was courageous and reckless and selfless all to protect a bunch of people he barely knew, but still cared for with his whole heart. A group of misfit kids who fell from the sky and who were just trying to survive, who he made his people because he understood what it was to be an outcast. Brave, selfless, fearless, heroic Lincoln who refused to get knocked down and who always got back up.
Lincoln, who protected a lost and hurt sky girl, who risked his life for her without even knowing her name. Who fell in love with Octavia and taught her how to fight and feel and live. Who was by her side and held her hand as she grew from Octavia of the Sky People, a child who was punished just for being born, to Octavia kom Skaikru, who was fierce and strong and never backed down, and who knew that fierce strength was in her all along. Lincoln, who loved Octavia with his whole heart, and who made her people his and fought to protect them by her side, who grew to love them just as much as she did. Lincoln, who wanted a better life for himself and Octavia, who saw her as his future, who wanted to be free to spend the rest of his life loving her in peace. Who was willing to work so hard for peace between their people so he could do that. Who loved Octavia with enough desperate, reckless, abandon to last a life time. But whose life was cut tragically short, before he ever got to make that future he wanted for himself and the woman he loved a reality.
Lincoln was a beautiful, dynamic, walking contradiction. He was a ruthless, burly, tattooed warrior with insides made of pure marshmallow fluff. He was the most precious, and most deadly, cinnamon roll there ever was. He was stoic, and thoughtful, and often quiet, but when he spoke those words had weight and they spoke volumes. He was fiery and passionate and always stood up for what he believed was right, even if he was standing alone. For so long he lived in solitude, cut off from his people, and then surrendered himself because he refused to let anyone die for him.
And I credit all of my love for Lincoln to Ricky Whittle, who was the absolute essence of Lincoln, who created Lincoln and brought him to life more than any script or director ever could. He had a poise and a presence that refused go unnoticed. He was captivating and compelling and charismatic, he truly made the role of Lincoln what it was. Just like Lincoln made everyone around him better, Ricky made the show better. I love Ricky for acting the absolute fuck out of a guest starring role. For throwing his heart and soul into what was supposed to be a background character, and turning him into someone who we will never forget. I am so heartbroken, it will never be the same without out him. Best of luck and best wishes Ricky, in everything you do!
Reshop Lincoln kom Trikru, yu gonplei ste odon. And thank you for everything Ricky Whittle, from the bottom of my heart thank you for Lincoln.
(For “Most Unexpected Death”)
My first D&D group was in the middle of the fight that would finish the campaign off. My paladin was just about to kill the Big Bad Guy when suddenly an ENORMOUS Elder God fell from the sky and crushed the whole group. We were all so pissed at the DM!