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You should've paid more attention to Erica's threat. She used Mr. Jaha to reach you. As you browse through your recent letters, which are filled with requests and demands for clothing items for the big day of love, you pause when you come across familiar handwriting and a kiss mark. The words make you laugh and cry at the same time.
Well…great.
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an incomplete list of good webtoons that are worth it:
MELVINA'S THERAPY by A.Rasen
If you like horror and suspense, this is THE best webtoon to scratch that itch. It's intense, it's dramatic, it's a wonderful love letter to the horror genre as a whole.
Psychological terror shown in its best iteration, follow the stories of those unfortunate enough to end up as Melvina's patients. You'd think a therapist wants what's best for those they help, but Melvina is in a league of her own with a machiavellican plan that exceedes boundaries.
Though philosophical at times, it's very well achieved and understandable through sheer psychological horror.
Once you start reading, you don't want to stop. And it will leave you a little bit fucked up after you're done, in that way that only good horror can make you feel.
* Finished
DOOM BREAKER by Blue-Deep
If you want actually good action scenes with dramatic stakes, this is one of the best action webtoons you could possibly read.
Set in a high fantasy, rpg like world, it's a desperate man's battle against the future he comes from. Zephyr has to fight monsters, demons and gods alike — all while saving all those he failed to save the first time around.
Cunning, manipulative and headstrong, nothing will stop Zephyr now that he's got a second chance. He will defeat the demon god while also battling the trickery of the other gods, who mostly want to sit pretty while they watch the good show.
The relationships between the characters, the writing itself and the art style that complements the story exceedingly well, they all make this webtoon a wonderful experience.
* Ongoing
METRO HUNTER by YOPY/Mr. Cheok
A really good story for those who like urban fantasy, action and monster slaying with RPG stats mixed in.
In a world in which monsters inexplicably took over subway and train stations, many hunters are in it for the money, but many of them are spurred on by tragedy, bitten by love, pain and lies.
Yet there is room for kindness and for hope, and for someone in a one man war to breathe and bring forth a much needed new generation of heroes... well. They're called hunters!
* Ongoing
HELL IS OTHER PEOPLE by Yong-Ki Kim
Reminiscent of Sartre's play No Exit, with terror and suspense that feels like spiders crawling up your arms.
Intense in a slow but sure way as it builds up, it plays with human greed, jealousy and anger to create a complex picture through the increasingly creepy neighbors the protagonist has.
In this building there's no place for naivety. And you must always watch your back.
* Finished
* First 12 chapters are free, after that you need a daily pass to keep reading.
RETURN OF THE MAD DEMON by JP/Ihy
If you like MXTX works, the aesthetic of this webtoon will look familiar — though that's where most of the similarities stop!
Action in a historical (using the term broadly) setting, Jaha Lee has been given a second chance in life... the problem is that he might be crazier this time around. With an anger that is overflowing and a righteous need to make things right, nothing will stand between him and his goal of becoming a god of martial arts.
Well written and with art that complements the story really well, everything quickly becomes a series of someone off the deep end taking on multiple identities just to make ends meet in order to carry out his plan. And as readers, we're taken along for the ride that is his descent into further madness.
With fun dialogue and witty comebacks, plus a dark grey morality to boot, Return of the Mad Demon is hard to let go of once you start reading it.
* Ongoing
ROCKABABY by junkmix
A highschool greaser tries to help an alien baby after their spacecraft crashes on Earth. But there is more than what meets the eye!
Fun with creepy suspense, this short webtoon will have you needing more and loving every second of it.
Aliens, highschool and finding companionship when one's least expecting it, this webtoon is sweet and heartfelt from start to end. There is always room for kindness and hope even when one thinks it's all lost.
* Finished
#blob post#webtoon#webtoon recommendation#webtoon review#webtoon rec list#melvina's therapy#doom breaker#metro hunter#hell is other people#return of the mad demon#rockababy
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Oh, evening, Screech, ya lovely old sack of shit. Me and Dashes bet Mr. Jash's number one fan here couldn't go a month without killing someone. It's already been a month, but I still gave Dashes the money when the "Days Since An Infraction Occured In The Basement" counter reset. Now if you'll excuse me, I've either got coins to be handed or an ass to kick.
<Ah.. HEY, AND NOBODY TOLD ME? YOU WOULD’VE HAULED SO MUCH MORE CASH IF I WAS INFORMED.>
[ jaha, yeah, imagine being informed about something like this cOULD NEVER BE ME. ]
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supervillains anonymous
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/hzZ04cR
by hero_is_here
“Listen, Mr. Murphy, the DA’s offering a very good plea deal. The first of its kind, and with how… public your case is, hopefully not the last,” Kane explains.
A payoff, maybe, Murphy thinks. They don’t want him blabbing his mouth, so he gets off as free as he can get. “What would I have to do?”
“No jail time, other than what you’ve already served,” Kane says and this intrigues Murphy.
“And the bad news?”
“You’ll be working with a hero from the Coalition, a rehabilitation initiative-“
Murphy’s blood runs cold. “No,” he says quietly.
OR
John Murphy is a supervillain who, in order to stay out of jail, is forced to engage in some kind of rehabilitation, forcing him to work with the hero who arrested him.
Words: 1636, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: The 100 (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: John Murphy (The 100), Bellamy Blake, Emori (The 100), Thelonious Jaha
Relationships: Bellamy Blake/John Murphy, Emori & John Murphy (The 100)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Superhero Bellamy Blake, Supervillain John Murphy, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Past Emori/John Murphy - Freeform, Past Rape/Non-con, John Murphy-centric (The 100)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/hzZ04cR
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October 22: Old Writing Excerpt
Random old excerpt today because I am having a Time, clearly, and tomorrow I will probably sleep most of the day and then do laundry and other chores. Ah well. I actually did plan out some fics today but yet again I don’t know what will happen to them.
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"From the observation decks," he says. "We have the most amazing views of the Earth and the moon."
And it's odd that she never thought of it before, that they are orbiting the Earth, that they can see all of their home planet, suspended in space, uninhabited and quiet, real and, she must assume, unfathomably beautiful, all from the vantage point of the stars.
"I guess that must sound pretty lame," Bellamy adds, into the awkward silence, and Clarke starts to say his name. But he's still talking. "Doesn't it, Princess?"
He's said the word before but this time it comes out soft and low, jagged from his gruff tone, yet carefully formed. An endearment of a word. A gentle word, and one that he believes.
(She's eight years old and she's wearing a crown. Mrs. Jaha made it for her on her birthday. It's formed out of wire and decorated with spare nuts and gears. She balances it on her head and hopes it doesn't fall. She wants to wear it every day. She wants her mom to see how special she looks, a princess on her birthday, the real live princess of the whooooole Ark.)
"Are you okay?" Bellamy asks, and she pulls one of her hands free to wipe harshly at the tears burning in her eyes. She's not going to cry. It's just that for a moment, she remembered it all: not just the Ark as it was but herself as she was. She remembered her mother's face.
"It's not lame at all," she answers, trying to smile as she sniffs back the tears. "Bellamy..." She lifts his hands to her lips and kisses his knuckles, lingering for a moment against the rough, dry skin. He seems surprised but doesn't pull away. "Do you know what the worst thing about the City of Light was? The real reason I felt trapped there?"
He shakes his head. "No idea."
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thelonious's entire character was absolutely destroyed in the span of three episodes but damn if that part where he and marcus literally just make eye contact and decide to team up against abby isn't *chefs kiss*
#s.txt#i miss Them......#t100#damn if s1 wasn't the golden age......#i loved jahas characterization til fog of war#you're telling me mr ''i won't run from the bad guys if it means they hurt you''#mr ''i will die so everyone else can make it to the ground because i miss my son so goddamn much''#mr kind and loving father figure would just put a knife to a kids throat for any reason whatsoever.....#w a c k !
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&. ‛ i could write it better than you ever felt it.︐ › threads.
&. ‛ call me，beep me，if you wanna reach me.︐ › txt.
&. ‛ chancellor of the earth.︐ › wells jaha.
&. ‛ this is our world now and i think we can do better.︐ › finn collins.
&. ‛ blackbird singing in the dead of night !︐ › maya vie.
&. ‛ i bear it so they don’t have to.︐ › clarke griffin.
&. ‛ let’s show them our hearts，and then show them theirs.︐ › godric.
&. ‛ golden child，lion boy，show me what it’s like to conquer.︐ › garrett alden.
&. ‛ open up my eager eyes，’cause i’m mr. brightside.︐ › george weasley.
&. ‛ teenage girls are going to save the world.︐ › hannah abbott.
&. ‛ ...like ghosts in the snow.︐ › theodore nott.
#&. ‛ i could write it better than you ever felt it.︐ › threads.#&. ‛ call me，beep me，if you wanna reach me.︐ › txt.#&. ‛ chancellor of the earth.︐ › wells jaha.#&. ‛ this is our world now and i think we can do better.︐ › finn collins.#&. ‛ blackbird singing in the dead of night !︐ › maya vie.#&. ‛ i bear it so they don’t have to.︐ › clarke griffin.#&. ‛ golden child，lion boy，show me what it’s like to conquer.︐ › garrett alden.#&. ‛ open up my eager eyes，’cause i’m mr. brightside.︐ › george weasley.#&. ‛ ...like ghosts in the snow.︐ › theodore nott.#tagdrop#&. ‛ let’s show them our hearts，and then show them theirs.︐ › godric.
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Radio Smile
Bellamy gets pardoned for his crimes before he speaks with his girlfriend Y/n L/n whose close with Marcus Kane. (Fluff)
Bellamy's pov
I open the tent flap to see Clarke waiting with everything set up for the video call with Chancellor Jaha, the man I shot to get on the dropship to protect my little sister. Taking a deep breath in a sit beside her to see him appear on the screen as we both put on the headsets Raven made. "Mr. Blake, I've wanted to talk to you for some time now." He spoke firmly. Clarke jumps in before he can say another word. "Before you do, I'd like to say something. When you sent us down here, you sent us to die, but miraculously, most of us are still alive. In large part, that is because of him, because of Bellamy." She pauses glancing my direction. "He's one of us, and he deserves to be pardoned of his crimes just like the rest of us."
"Clarke, I appreciate your point of view, but it's not that simple." Jaha tried to say something but I cut in quickly. "It is if you want to know who on the Ark wants you dead." Silence filled the small tent for a few minutes. Clarke eyes me with concern as I nervously twiddle my thumbs together under the table. I'm dead for sure now. Stupid Bellamy, now you'll never see Y/n when the drop ships come.
By someone miracle though I'm not. "Bellamy Blake, you're pardoned for your crimes." I part my lips taking a sigh of relief at hearing those words. "Now, tell me who gave you the gun." Leaning forward I simply reply. "Sinclair, sir." Jaha nods to someone that isn't in camera view as he gets up to leave. "There's someone coming to see you." Y/n, it has to be her. God is she gonna be mad that I left her up there or happy I'm alive.
Y/n's pov
The electronic doors open for Kane and I to see guards surrounded Sinclair. Tucking my hands in my guard jacket I just give him an annoyed look. Kane nods his head having them place him in lock up before I get an alert to go to the control room where the video to talk with the 100 is. "Chancellor's requested me, Marcus." I said looking to the man. He's been training me to become vice chancellor under him if he ever gets the job. "Go see him, cabdet L/n. I've got it covered." He smiled softly before I race to go see my boyfriend.
Once sat down I see his face on a slightly blurry screen wearing a headset. "Hey, baby." I smile at hearing his voice after thinking I'd never hear it again. "Hi, Bell." In unison we both breathed out in anticipation. "I've missed you." Seconds after we both start laughing with huge grins on our faces. Resting my chin in the palm of my right hand I steady his face to see he's got some cuts and there's a hint of regret and fear hidden behind the loving glow of his deep brown eyes. But all in all he's still alive. He's still my Bellamy.
"I'm so sorry for leaving you...like I did." Bellamy suddenly spoke. "I just needed to - my sister she's. I didn't know a way to protect the - both of you." I cut him off smiling at his kindness and how he'd do anything for Octavia. "Bellamy I'm not angry with you." His eyes locked onto mine hearing me say those words. "I know how much O means to you. And that's one reason I love you, that you'll always protect your family no matter what. I love you because you use your heart in any situation. The only thing I regret is that I didn't come down there with you..."
He shifts in his chair hands intertwined on the table giving me a bright smile. "Thank you babe. I needed to hear that. And don't ever regret staying up there, our people need you up there more." He wipes away some tears that I didn't know were there. "I love you, Y/n L/n. I'm gonna be counting down the days till I can hold you in my arms and kiss you again."
"I love you too, Bellamy Blake. Keep everyone down there alive." I wave bye to him finishing our conversation. "Kane has me scheduled on the first dropship down. So I'll be home soon, Bell." His smile says everything just as the screen went black. I'll be waiting for you.
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The South Tower
by: TalktomeinClexa
Rating: Teen and Up
Warnings: September 11 Attacks
Status: Complete
Summary: When a plane collides with the South Tower of the World Trade Center, Clarke and Lexa are trapped inside.
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The deafening sound of an explosion makes the windows of the 97th floor of the 2 WTC tremble and the cup of coffee in Clarke’s hand shake, spilling its content all over her top.
“Son of a—” she yells, surprised by the hot liquid spreading all over her chest. Good thing she got it 15 minutes ago and has been too busy to drink it until now, or the burn would have hurt tenfold. “What was that?”
The shouts and panic-stricken faces of her coworkers do little to reassure her. Like everyone else, the junior graphic designer walks toward the windows, anxious to find out what happened.
About 200 feet away from them, the top of the north tower is engulfed in flames, dark smoke rising into the clear blue sky and obscuring the view. Whispers spread like wildfire, but Clarke is too shocked to catch any of them clearly. What on earth happened? An accident? A bomb?
The fight-or-flight response soon triggers, and several people make a run for the elevators, only to be stopped by Thelonious Jaha, the CEO of Arkadia Marketing Agency. “Please, calm down. There is no need to panic and risk getting trapped in the elevators or trampled in the staircases. I will call the authorities to inquire what the official recommendations are. In the meantime, return to your desks. We have a meeting scheduled in ten minutes,” the middle-aged man says with his usual reassuring voice bordering on patronizing.
A few people grumble at his priorities, but all workers comply, not wanting to risk his ire. The difficult financial situation Arkadia is in is no secret around the office. The upcoming meeting with Mount Weather, Inc. might make them or break them.
Clarke checks her watch with a sigh. 8:50 A.M., leaving her just enough time to try to salvage her top and wash away some of the coffee before the Rorschach stain becomes permanent. It will give Cage Wallace — MW Vice-president and notorious fuckboy — yet another reason to stare at her boobs, and the thought makes her skin crawl.
Hoping that no one will have a last-minute-question-that-absolutely-cannot-wait, she rushes to the toilets closest to their office. Luckily, everyone else is still recovering from the shock, and she has the whole place to herself. Or at least she thought so until the door of one of the cubicles opens, and a man bearing a striking resemblance to Ian McKellen yells at her, “Fly, you fool!”
“Hmm, yeah, okay. Thank you,” she mutters back, too surprised to wonder where he came from or why he was in the ladies’ room. He’s gone before she can stop him, the door slamming behind him with an ominous sound.
Cleaning her top is as tedious and useless as she feared, and she barely makes it back in time before Jaha calls for the meeting to start. Her chest feels damp and her blouse transparent, and for the 100th time in less than 10 minutes, she wishes she had brought a cardigan that morning.
“Good morning, everyone, and thank you for being here today,” Jaha begins before pointing at the two men behind him. Their crisp matching suits cost more than Clarke’s monthly salary, and she does her best to avoid the younger man’s lecherous eyes. “Let me introduce Mr. and Mr. Wallace, the CEO and—”
Before Jaha can finish his sentence, another explosion occurs, and the entire tower shakes. People scream and fall from their chairs, and Clarke feels pain erupt in her leg when someone lands on her ankle. She tries to stand but lets out a cry of pain when the nerves flare up and the joint begins to swell.
Chaos erupts around them, and this time even Jaha rushes toward the stairs, not caring if any of his employees follow.
Clarke drags herself near a chair and hauls herself up until she can sit on it. Her ankle hurts like hell, and if it’s not broken, it’s at least severely sprained. Just her luck. How is she going to evacuate on a bum leg? Hop the 97th floors down?
“Can you help me?” she yells as a man walks past her, a slice of cheese on his head. Is everybody losing it, too, or did she inhale something she shouldn’t have?
“Clarke! Clarke, where are you?”
“Lexa?”
It’s her wife, radiant as always despite the anguish on her stunning face, and the blonde can’t begin to question why the lawyer is there, on a Tuesday morning, in her office. Instead, she hugs her, the smell of wood and rain she came to associate with the brunette comforting her in seconds.
“Clarke, we have to go. The tower is going to collapse. We can’t stay here.”
The artist wants to calm her wife down and tell her that everything will be okay, but words elude her. What is Lexa talking about? How can a building as modern as this one fall?
Before she can find her voice again, some of Clarke’s coworkers return, their faces half-burned and covered in soot. She recognizes some of them, although she didn’t remember them wearing formal, dark clothes during the meeting.
“We’re trapped. The staircases are burning and full of smoke. There’s no way out.” Wells Jaha, the CEO’s son, stares at her with a defeated look on his fair face. A piece of metal protrudes from his neck, and blood dribbles down to his chest, but he doesn’t seem to notice.
Long minutes pass in silence. Arkadia’s employees spread around, praying, hoping for a miracle, waiting for the firefighters to reach them before they suffocate. Clarke has no idea how long has passed since the second explosion. Her watch — a gift from her father for her 18th birthday — remains obstinately stuck on 9:03 A.M.
“Lex,” she whispers when the smoke finds its way on their floor and threatens to swallow them whole. “You have to go. You’re fit; you might make it out if you find stairs that aren’t condemned.”
The brunette stares back at her with a sad smile, one of her hands caressing Clarke’s leg. “And what about you? I don’t think I can carry you all the way down.”
“I know. It’s okay.” Clarke wraps her hand around her wife’s nape, pulling her closer into a devastating kiss that tastes like fire and smoke. She doesn’t care that some of her coworkers can see them. She can’t give a fuck about what Diana from HR might say about “inappropriate PDA in the office” and “her life choices.” She kisses Lexa like she needs her to breathe; like her life depends on it… Except it doesn’t, not anymore, and there’s nothing the other woman can do to save her now. “You have to go, Lex. I won’t make it, but alone, you have a chance. You need to live for the both of us.”
A tear rolls down Lexa’s cheek, following the cut of her jawline until it drops from her chin, but she makes no move to stop it. Oblivious to it, she takes Clarke’s hands into hers and presses their foreheads together. “Not without you.”
Clarke lets out a wet chuckle and shakes her head. There she is, her adorable, stubborn wife. Of all the times she could choose to appear, does it have to be now, at the world’s end? She opens her mouth to protest, but soft lips swallow her words, and she closes her eyes and surrenders to their silent declaration. Because Lexa loves her more than anything in the world, more than life itself. Just as much as Clarke loves this infuriating, wonderful specimen of a human being.
The smoke is hiding the ceiling now and getting thicker, leaving them with less and less oxygen to breathe. Some people are passed out on the chairs and the floor, mercifully unaware that they might be running out of time.
“Shit, my phone can’t get a signal,” Clarke groans, looking at the uncooperative icon showing no bars. 9:55 A.M. Soon, she thinks, no questioning how she knows.
“Here, try mine.”
After smiling at her wife in gratitude, Clarke dials her mother’s number and crosses her fingers. The line rings, and rings, and rings.
“Hello, you reached Dr. Abigail Griffin. Please leave a message, and I will call you back.”
“Mom? It’s me, Clarke. Please, Mom, pick up. Pick up. I… I’m at work. There’s been an accident. Or maybe an attack, I don’t know. People said it was a hijacked plane. Anyway, I’m trapped. I can’t go down. Mom, I—I don’t think I’ll make it. I’m so sorry. For everything. For all our fights, for not listening to you more, for putting you through this again. I love you, Mom. I love you so much.”
The line cuts off as she finishes her message, and she lets the phone fall on the floor. Lexa is there to catch her when she leans forward and buries herself in the brunette’s lean frame.
“Shh, I got you. I got you.”
“I don’t want to die. Oh, Lex. I don’t want to die. I don’t want you to die.” Clarke makes little sense, her body shaking under the strength of her sobs. The other woman holds her tight and rubs circles against her back, rocking her back and forth gently.
“I know. I’m here, love. You’re not alone. I’ll always be with you.”
The floor under them trembles as the fire finishes burning through the beams and compromising the entire structure. The building groans and gasps, fighting the last seconds of its lost battle. Blue eyes meet green ones, the panic and sadness overwhelming the two women plain in them.
“Oh, God. Lexa.”
“I love you, Clarke—”
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“Clarke. Clarke, wake up, love. Wake up.”
The blonde jerks and gasps, her eyes brimming with tears staring at the bedroom’s ceiling. She can feel her heart hammering in her chest and her wife’s hands pressed on her shoulders, shaking her gently.
“Lex?”
“You’re okay. You’re safe. It was just a bad dream.”
Strong arms surround her and pull her closer to the other woman’s chest. Her nose nuzzles the skin hidden under chestnut locks, the smell reminding her of home and calming her heartbeat.
It was more than that, and they both know it. Even though the nightmares are rare after ten years, they have experienced more than their fair share of them. For Clarke, it’s usually the guilt of sleeping through her alarm that fateful morning. The knowledge that all her coworkers died, trapped on the 97th floor, wishing they, too, hadn’t made it to the office that day. For Lexa, it’s Costia — her girlfriend who used to work two floors above Arkadia — dying on the phone with her when the building collapsed under her.
They have done the work, seen therapists, accepted that they can’t change the past. Still, every now and then, something triggers the nightmares, reminding them how their lives were turned upside down in an instant. With the tenth anniversary of the attack coming, they planned on booking an appointment with their former therapist to prepare for the potential onslaught of emotions. But Obama’s announcement the day before that bin Laden is finally dead took them by surprise and reopened old wounds.
“You were there, Lex. You were there, with me, in the tower. We were both trapped, I was injured, and you refused to leave. You can’t do that. You have to live; do you hear me? Promise me that you will save yourself.”
The brunette takes her hands into hers and presses them against her upper chest, the nightgown so thin Clarke can feel the warmth of the skin under her fingers.
“I’m alive, Clarke. We both are. I know it was scary, but we’re okay. It wasn’t real. Come on, say it.”
The blonde takes a few breaths and clears her throat, remembering the exercises the therapist prescribed to help with their panic attacks and nightmares. “It wasn’t real. We’re okay. We’re alive.” It helps a little, and she can feel the tension in her shoulders ease by a newton or two.
“Come on,” Lexa eventually says, pulling her out of the bed. “I know what will cheer you up.”
Clarke follows her in silence, too shaken to fight back. She knows where her wife is taking her anyway. It’s their little routine when one of them can’t fall back to sleep.
Tiptoeing down the dark corridor, they push a door open as quietly as they can and lean against the doorframe. Their son is lying in his bed, the glow stars on his ceiling offering just enough pale light that they can see his strawberry blond hair poking from under his blanket. The five-year-old dreams of rainbows and dragons, unaware of how his presence is enough to mend the cracks in his mothers’ hearts. How they would die for each other but choose every single day to live for him.
“We did this,” Clarke whispers, and she smiles when Lexa molds herself against her back and wraps her hands around her waist, chin pressed over her shoulder.
“Yes, we did this.”
It wasn’t always easy. The two young women who met during a grief counseling session shortly after the 9/11 attacks were in pieces. If their shared tragedy brought them together, their guilt and Costia’s ghost prevented them from admitting their feelings for a long time. Yet, time heals all wounds, even the ones on one’s soul. With gentle nudges and encouragement from their friends and families, the two women learned to be happy again. Accepted that they were allowed to.
A few years later, their family grew from two into three, bringing a new sense of purpose into their lives. They learned not to waste any opportunity or take things for granted and married as soon as the law let them. Some things are worth fighting for, after all.
“I want another baby,” Clarke admits suddenly. Lexa’s arms tense around her before relaxing, and the blonde turns around, her lip caught between her teeth. “I think I’d like to be the one to carry this time. Would that be okay with you?”
Lexa stares at her, her eyes shining despite the relative darkness of the room. The corners of her mouth twitch and meet her ears when she grins with all her teeth. “Okay.”
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Imagine if S and Erica were brawling in the middle of the guild…again…and MC walks in, watches the fight for a few minutes with the rest of the guild, and then decides to give S the upper hand by saying, quite loudly, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU THINK ERICA LOOKS HOT TODAY MR. JAHA?”
The tension within the guilds main hall became palpable as the two assassins froze in place. S gripped a fistful of Erica’s hair with a gauntlet, while Erica’s fist hung mid-swing, aimed directly at S’s throat. A hush fell over the room, and the onlookers shifted their gazes between their two assassins and the MC.
Breaking the silence, Erica's voice pierced the air, filled with urgency and shock. “He said what—where is he—?!”
In that exact few moment, S caught onto the MCs subtle cue. With a quick glance of confirmation towards the MC, they caught the cheeky grin and seized the opportunity. Quickly interrupting Erica’s demands, S lunged forward and tackled her with brutal force. Erica shrieked echoed throughout the hall as they both crashed to the ground, locked in a chaotic struggle. That along with loud laughter at the sight filled the air around the guild.
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Meanwhile, in the safety of his barn, Mr. Jaha paused from looking over a handful of cockatrice hatchlings. A chill went down his spine, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He shivered, casting a wary glance around him. Something just happened.
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I just have to let you know, I SO LOOK FORWARD TO THIS IF! Watching the Merlin show was a huge part of my childhood, so I just love this idea 💜
I look forward to being a sassy little bastard and challenge my inner Merlin and annoy the living daylights outta Arthur~! I’m definitely excited to romance Arthur and Lancelot!! Both of them had my heart in the series so I can’t wait to see what you do with them!
I cannot wait for the demo!! 💜💜💕💕
Thank you 💜 honestly, if you didn’t grow up with Merlin, what were you even watching?
Please, sassy Merlin’s are my absolute favourite (probably because of how sassy he is in canon). Merlin and Arthur constantly sassing each other was the best part of the show (in my humble opinion).
I think in our hearts, we all knew that the real love triangle was Arthur/Merlin/Lance. Hopefully the poly will be of interest to you, your quad poly is certainly something I’m very excited about!
Just wanted to say that I really enjoyed your demo, the suspense was very well written, and I enjoyed meeting the characters even only briefly (best dad, mr. Jaha was my favourite though). Looking forward to reading more! 💜💜
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SHOWS
The 100 (6)
Good Omens
The Good Place (3)
Lucifer (4)
On My Block
Parks and Recreation (4)
Prodigal Son (1)
Sherlock
Space Force
Supernatural (14)
The Walking Dead (8)
MOVIES
Clueless
The Greatest Showman
Harry Potter -- Unless specified in request, will entail 2 sets of matchups as a student (Golden Trio and Marauders eras respectively)
The Hunger Games
Marvel Cinematic Universe -- Unless age is specified, underage characters will NOT be available for romantic matchups
BROADWAY
Anastasia
Beetlejuice
Carrie (2012 Off-Broadway)
Hadestown
Hamilton
Les Misérables
The Phantom of the Opera
Six
VIDEO GAMES
Detroit: Become Human
Red Dead Redemption 2
What’s below the cut?
A masterlist of characters in each fandom that will be considered for each request (unless marked with an asterisk (*), all characters are assumed to be available for both romantic AND friendly matchups while names marked with an asterisk are only available for friendly matchups). Listed alphabetically by first name.
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SHOWS
Bellamy Blake
Clarke Griffin
Echo
Finn Collins
Harper McIntyre
Jasper Jordan
Johnathan “John” Murphy
Jordan Green
Lexa
Lincoln
Marcus Kane
Monty Green
Octavia Blake
Raven Reyes
Roan
Wells Jaha
Aziraphale
Anathema Device
Crowley
Newton Pulsifer
Mme. Tracy*
Witchfinder Sgt. Shadwell*
Chidi Anagonye
Eleanor Shellstrop
Jason Mendoza
Michael*
Tahani Al-Jamil
Amenadiel
Det. Chloe Decker
Det. Daniel “Dan” Espinoza
Ella Lopez
Eve
Dr. Linda Martin*
Lucifer Morningstar
Mazikeen “Maze”
Cesar Diaz
Jamal Turner
Jasmine Flores
Monsé Finnie
Oscar “Spooky” Diaz
Ruben “Ruby” Martinez Jr.
Andrew “Andy” Dwyer
Ann Perkins
April Ludgate
Benjamin “Ben” Wyatt
Christopher “Chris” Traeger
Donna Meagle*
Gerald “Jerry” Gergich*
Jean-Ralphio Saperstein*
Leslie Knope
Ronald “Ron” Swanson*
Ainsley Whitly
Det. Dani Powell
Edrisa Tanaka
Lt. Gil Arroyo
Det. James “JT” Tarmel
Jessica Whitly
Malcolm Bright
DI Greg Lestrade
Mrs. Hudson*
James “Jim” Moriarty
Dr. John Watson
Mary Morstan*
Molly Hooper
Mycroft Holmes
Sherlock Holmes
Dr. Adrian Mallory*
Capt. Angela Ali
Brig. Gen. Bradley Gregory*
Dr. Chan Kaifang
Duncan Tabner
Erin Naird
F. Tony Scarapiducci
Kelly King
Maggie Naird*
Gen. Mark Naird*
Abbie “Bela” Talbot*
Adam Milligan
Alex Jones
Balthazar
Benjamin “Benny” Lafitte
Castiel
Charlene “Charlie” Bradbury
Claire Novak
Crowley
Dean Winchester
Sheriff Donna Hanscum
Eileen Leahy
Ellen Harvelle*
Gabriel
Garth Fitzgerald IV
Jack Kline
Jessica “Jess” Moore*
Joanna “Jo” Harvelle
Sheriff Jody Mills*
John Winchester
Kaia Nieves
Kevin Tran
Lucifer
Meg Masters
Michael “Mick” Davies
Patience Turner
Robert “Bobby” Singer*
Rowena MacLeod
Rufus Turner*
Samuel “Sam” Winchester
Aaron
Abraham Ford
Andrea*
Beth Greene
Carl Grimes*
Carol Peletier*
Dale Horvath*
Daryl Dixon
Dwight
Enid*
Eugene Porter*
King Ezekiel*
Father Gabriel Stokes
Glenn Rhee
Hershel Greene*
Maggie Greene
Michonne
Morgan Jones*
Negan Smith
Paul “Jesus” Rovia
Rick Grimes
Rosita Espinosa
Sasha Williams
Tara Chambler
Tyreese Williams
MOVIES
Cher Horowitz
Dionne Davenport
Josh Lucas
Tai Frasier
Travis Birkenstock
Anne Wheeler
Charity Barnum
Jenny Lind
Lettie Lutz*
Phillip Carlyle
Phineas “P.T.” Barnum
W.D. Wheeler
Alastor “Mad-Eye” Moody*
Albus Dumbledore*
Arthur Weasley*
Cedric Diggory
Cho Chang
Draco Malfoy
Fleur Delacour
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Ginevra “Ginny” Weasley
Harry Potter
Hermione Granger
James Potter
Lily Evans
Luna Lovegood
Minerva McGonagall*
Molly Weasley*
Neville Longbottom
Nymphadora Tonks*
Oliver Wood
Remus Lupin
Ronald “Ron” Weasley
Rubeus Hagrid*
Severus Snape
Sirius Black
Viktor Krum
Cinna
Effie Trinket*
Finnick Odair
Gale Hawthorne
Haymitch Abernathy*
Johanna Mason
Katniss Everdeen
Peeta Mellark
Anthony “Tony” Stark -- Iron Man
Dr. Bruce Banner -- Hulk
Carol Danvers -- Captain Marvel
Dr. Christine Palmer*
Clint Barton -- Hawkeye
Drax the Destroyer*
Edward “Ned” Leeds
Gamora
Groot*
Harold “Happy” Hogan*
Dr. Henry “Hank” Pym*\
Hope van Dyne -- Wasp
Sgt. James “Bucky” Barnes -- Winter Soldier
Col. James “Rhodey” Rhodes -- War Machine
Loki Laufeyson
Luis*
Mantis*
Dr. Margaret “Peggy” Carter*
Cdr. Maria Hill*
May Parker*
Lord M’Baku
Michelle “MJ” Jones
Nakia
Natasha Romanoff -- Black Widow
Nebula*
Col. Nicholas “Nick” Fury*
Okoye
Peter Parker -- Spider-Man
Peter Quill -- Star-Lord
Agt. Phillip “Phil” Coulson*
Pietro Maximoff -- Quicksilver
Rocket*
Samuel “Sam” Wilson -- Falcon
Scott Lang -- Ant-Man
Shuri
Dr. Stephen Strange
Steven “Steve” Rogers -- Captain America
King T’Challa -- Black Panther
Thor Odinson
Valkyrie
Virginia “Pepper” Potts
Vision
Wanda Maximoff -- Scarlet Witch
W’Kabi
Wong*
Yelena Belova
Yondu Udonta*
BROADWAY
Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov
Dimitri Sudayev
Gleb Vaganov
Countess Lily Malevsky-Malevitch*
Dowager Empress Maria Feodorovna*
Vladimir “Vlad” Popov*
Adam Maitland
Barbara Maitland
Beetlejuice*
Delia Schlimmer
Lydia Deetz*
Carrie White
Christine “Chris” Hargensen
Susan “Sue” Snell
Thomas “Tommy” Ross
Eurydice
Hades
Hermes*
Orpheus
Persephone
Aaron Burr
Alexander Hamilton
Angelica Schuyler
Elizabeth “Eliza” Schuyler
George Washington
Hercules Mulligan
James Madison
John Laurens
Margarita “Peggy” Schuyler
Maria Reynolds
Marquis de Lafayette
Philip Hamilton
Thomas Jefferson
Cosette
Enjolras
Éponine Thénardier
Fantine
Insp. Javert
Jean Valjean
Marius Pontmercy
Carlotta Giudicelli*
Christine Daaé
Erik “The Phantom”
Mme. Giry*
Meg Giry
Raoul de Chagny
Anna of Cleves
Anne Boleyn
Catherine of Aragon
Catherine Parr
Jane Seymour
Katherine Howard
VIDEO GAMES
Carl Manfred*
Chloe
Det. Chris Miller*
Connor
Elijah Kamski
Lt. Hank Anderson*
Capt. Jeffrey Fowler*
Josh
Kara
Leo Manfred
Lucy*
Luther
Markus
North
Rose Chapman*
Simon
Abigail Roberts
Arthur Morgan
Beau Gray*
Charles Smith
Daniël “Dutch” Van der Linde
Eagle Flies
Hosea Matthews*
Javier Escuella
Johnathan “John” Marston Sr.
Josiah Trelawny
Karen Jones
Kieran Duffy
Leonard “Lenny” Summers
Marion “Bill” Williamson
Mary-Beth Gaskill
Micah Bell
Molly O’Shea
Penelope Braithwaite*
Rev. Orville Swanson*
Sadie Adler
Sean MacGuire
Simon Pearson*
Tilly Jackson
#fandom matchups#matchups#the 100#good omens#the good place#lucifer#on my block#parks and rec#prodigal son#space force#supernatural#the walking dead#clueless#the greatest showman#harry potter#the hunger games#mcu#marvel#broadway#anastasia#beetlejuice#hadestown#carrie the musical#hamilton#les mis#phantom of the opera#six the musical#detroit become human#red dead redemption 2#rdr2
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jaha : mr. jordan i will not leave children here to die
bellamy with straight facts : you sent them down to die. the difference now is that they have a choice.
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Now we live
Previous chapter
Chapter: 0.07
Nova stood watching as Kane tried to blend his people with her own. It was a disaster waiting to happen. She was surprised her commander had agreed to it.
“Monin.” Kane said cheerily. “I thought we'd start with a reception then move on to training. We have a lot to learn from each other. Weapons there, please. Only Ark guards are here.” Indra along with other grounders threw their weapons into a box. “Thank you for agreeing to this, Indra.”
Indra looked him up and down, before replying with a snarky comment. “We're here on the commander's orders. I agreed to nothing.”
The council meeting room quickly became full of grounders. Kane looked uncomfortable as he spoke to Jaha in a low voice. Nova tried not to smirk as she heard Octavia telling a guard to stick his tongue up his ass. She sighed listening to Kane deliver a speech about their common enemy, the mountain men.
Nova’s eyes landed on Murphy as one of the other grounders started to square up to him. She bit down on her bottom lip as she decided what to do. With eyes on them Murphy had suggested they kept a low profile with the aftermath of Finn’s death still being raw, and a part of that was not jumping in to defend each other unless it was necessary. Nova did as Lexa said and stayed away from the ceremony, but now Nova wasn’t sure if she could go back as whispers about her involvement had started to spread. Thankfully it hadn’t reached the ears of the sky clan yet.
Murphy glared at the person in front of him, “you got a problem?”
“Yu stood der watching while Ai village was massacred.” ‘You stood there watching while my village was massacred.’
Nova couldn’t hold her tongue. “Penn hod op. Yu get in em wasn’t em.” ‘Penn stop. You know it wasn’t him.’
Murphy shrugged, “sorry man. I don’t speak grounder.
Penn stepped even closer to Murphy, causing him to push the grounder back. Kane stormed over to them. “Mr. Murphy, apologize to that man.”
“For what?” Murphy asked. “He started it!”
Kane shook his head. “Two days' work detail.”
“Work detail? I just told you I didn't do it-” Murphy challenged him.
“Care to make it three?”
Penn glared at Murphy, “you can burn just like your friend.” Murphy clenched his fist but ignored the comment. He was trying his best not to take the bait.
Penn smirked, “Hei nova? ha does Ai feel bilaik a skaikru slut nau? everybody get in Yu turned bilaik bakon ona bilaik gada in kru gon Disha. cockroach. Ai wonder chit bilaik sister would fig raun taim she could-”
Penn was cut off by Murphy punching him in the face. As a riot broke out between sky people and grounders, Murphy ignored Kane who was yelling at him, and grabbed Nova’s hand and dragged her out of the room with him.
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Murphy closed the door behind him and spun to face Nova. Who looked bewildered by what just happened. “Are you okay?”
She nodded, “I’m fine.” Her fingers trailed over the bruise appearing on his knuckles. “I can’t believe you punched Penn in the face.”
“He had it coming,” Murphy’s eyes were glued on Nova’s fingers. He wasn’t used to somebody worrying about him, she gently pressed a kiss to the back of his hand before rubbing her thumb over his swollen skin. “What did he do to you anyway?”
‘Hey Nova? How does It feel to be a Skaikru slut now? Everybody knows you turned your back on your own people for this...cockroach. I wonder what your sister would think if she could-‘
Nova shrugged, pretending the comment didn’t hurt her. “Nothing important, just that I’m a slut, a traitor, and he was starting to talk about my sister when you punched him.”
Murphy gritted his teeth. He would have done more than punch Penn in the face if he had known what he was saying. “How do you say I’m sorry in grounder?”
Nova chuckled. “I’m fiya, why? Are you thinking of apologising for causing a riot?”
Smiling Murphy shook his head. “Hell no. I just wanted to say...I’m fiya Nova.” He brushed a loose strand of hair behind ear, “you could have gotten hurt in there.”
She closed her eyes. “I’ve been through much worse, and so have you.”
Murphy gulped down, his eyes had trailed from her fingers to her pink lips. His feelings towards the grounder confused him. From the moment he let her escape the drop-ship something changed. He had never put his neck on the line for anyone before, let alone a stranger. The grounder girl who helped him live quickly became his only friend. But now? Murphy wasn’t sure if friendship was the only thing he wanted.
Nova opened her eyes to see Murphy gazing down at her. The look made her stomach tighten, her lips parted slightly as he leaned towards her.
The door to the room swung open, as Clay, a young grounder stood sheepishly rubbing his neck. “Kane en indra are lufa au Yu both. Ai heard chit happened fou, Skai boy punched penn gon defend Yu?” ‘Kane and Indra are looking for you both. I heard what happened before, Sky boy punched penn to defend you? Causing a massive fight to break out? ’
A wide smile spread across Nova’s face as she nodded, “he don dula.”
Murphy frowned as the grounder raised his eyebrows and left, “what was that about it?”
“He was asking if it was true if you punched Penn, and caused riot.” She laughed, “Kane and Indra are looking for us.”
Great, just great.
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“Good, Fio. Who's next?”
“I am.” Octavia stepped forward, “We're supposed to train together right?”
A few grounders tutted as the sky girl argued with Indra that she should train with them. Kane stood beside Nova who was leaning against the wall. “Aren’t you going to train?”
She shook her head, “I’ve never been much of a fighter.”
“What is your skill?” He asked curiously. Kane wasn’t dumb, every grounder he had came across had a specialsed skill.
“Archer...” memories of the promise she made to Treyton came flooding back. “Let gyon au kom foutaim.” Kane raised his eyebrow at the grounders mumble. Nova cleared her throat, “We should all try our best to let go of the past. I can teach your people how to use a bow and arrow if they are interested. And Indra says it’s okay.”
He smiled, “thank you.”
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“I take it you don't approve.” Murphy did his best to Ignore Jaha. “I asked you a question.”
Murphy stopped mopping and turned to face Jaha. “Who cares what I think.”
“I do. That’s why I asked.” Jaha looked back at his people and grounders training together. “So what do you think?”
“I think the grounders can go to hell.” The moments the words passed his lips he regretted saying them. Murphy didn’t hate all grounders, he was pissed at them getting special treatment. “Most of them anyway.”
The chancellor waited until the hallway was clear before following John further into the camp. “I got you off work detail.” He watched as the teenager screwed his face up. “You knew my son and I'd like you to take me to his grave. Now that there's a truce, it's safe for me to go see the body.”
“Then get somebody else to take you,” Murphy spat.
“I'm told the graves are unmarked. You can show me which is his.” Jaha offered Murphy a gun, which he accepted. “You can hold a mop, you can hold and gun.”
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Murphy scoffed as he watched Jaha kneeling at Wells grave. He had no sympathy for the man who killed his father. “Are we about done? We got to be heading back.”
Jaha didn’t take his off Well’s grave, “How well did you know him?”
“Well enough to be hung for his murder.” Murphy paused, “Clarke sugarcoated it for you didn't she?”
“What happened to my son?
Murphy sighed, he didn’t want to relive one of the worst days of his life. “Twelve-year-old girl stabbed him in the neck with a knife she took from me”
Jaha shot his head up. “Why would she do that?”
“She couldn't kill you,” he shrugged. “Yeah, so you got a lot of blood on your hands, Chancellor. Every single one of them including your son would still be alive if you hadn't sent us down here.”
Jaha stood up and clasped his hands behind his back. “ If I didn't send you, they would've died on the Ark with the rest of us and we would've never known that Earth was survivable. Their sacrifice is why we are here. Good can come out of even the darkest acts, John.”
Murph groaned as Jaha started to walk the wrong way, “Camp you is that way.”
“We'll rest at the dropship for a while.”
“Suit yourself.”
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Murphy shook his head as Jaha continued to offer him food. “You sure? You must be hungry?”
“No one gives anything without expecting anything in return.”
Jaha looked at him with a blank expression on his face. “That's a cynical way to go through life, John.”
“You pull me off work detail, you offer me food. Why are you being so nice to me.”
The chancellor cleared his throat, as if was getting ready to deliver a speech. “Everyone deserves a second chance. That's why we sent the hundred to the Earth in the first place.”
“What a load of crap. You didn't give a damn about us. You still don't, that's why you're not fighting for those kids in Mount Weather.”
Jaha gave him a disapproving look. “I have to think of everyone. I know you don't want to hear this but sometimes you have to sacrifice the few to save the many. Like I said, good can come out of even the darkest acts.”
Murphy shook his head. The only person who treated him like a human was Nova, she showed him kindness when nobody else did. “Then you can take it from me, I was pardoned, slate wiped clean I'm still treated like dirt.”
“You made mistakes, so have I.”
Murphy glared at him, “I'm nothing like you, Chancellor.”
“No, we both should have died several times over. We both suffered at the hands of the grounders. We both have been betrayed and imprisoned by our own people.”
“So there's no place for us,” Murphy said sarcastically. “Great thought you were supposed to be inspiring.”
“There is a place for all of us. When I first landed on Earth I met a woman who spoke of a place beyond the dead zone, a place where everyone is accepted, a city of light.”
“Sounds like a fairytale.” Murphy continued to listen to Jaha’s rambles about a better life, while trying not to think about what could be happening back at camp.
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Murphy awoke in the drop-ship to the sounds of others talking. What the fuck? He jumped to his feet, “Hey what the hell is this?”
Jaha stepped to the side to reveal a small group of people standing outside. “We're going to the City of Light.”
“You're going now? There's a million ways to die out there.”
“If it's not your time, nothing can kill you. If it is your time it only takes one.” Murphy opened his mouth to reply when Nova came into view. What the hell was she doing here? Jaha smiled at the young man’s expression. “I thought you might want some company Mr. Murphy.”
Nova quickly hugged her friend before turning to face the strange man who had asked her to join them. “Do you even have a map?”
“Nope.”
Murphy wrapped his arm around Nova’s shoulder. “Then how do you know where you're going?”
“I don't, but I won't be moved by fear. You want to stop being treated like a criminal. You gotta stop thinking that's what you are. Take this leap of faith with me, John Murphy and let me show you there is so much more for you than this.”
Jaha started to lead his ‘people’ away. Murphy and Nova watched as the group started to fo further into the forest. “Why did you come?”
“Jaha...your leader said he knows what I’ve done...he apparently knows how to make the pain stop.” She blinked away tears, “I feel so guilty. Every time I see your people...I see his face everywhere I look.”
“So you want to go?”
Nova bit down on her bottom lip. “I-I don’t know. I’m not going anywhere without you, if you stay I stay.”
For the first time in hours a smile pulled at the corners of Murphy’s mouth. He weighed up their options, they could return to camp Jaha and risk others finding out what Nova had done, or take a chance. “What the hell,” he shrugged. “My people hate me, and Lexa has practically banished you. Let’s see what this place has to offer.”
Nova leaned up and kissed him on the check. Murphy locked his own fingers with hers, as they started to catch up with the group searching for the city of lights.
#the 100#John Murphy#john murphy/oc#john murphy/grounder#john murphy imagine#john murphy x oc#murphy the 100#grounders#the city of light#the 100 x oc#lexa the 100#the 100 fanfiction#the 100 fandom#thelonious jaha#marcus kane#Indra the 100#slow romance#friends to lovers
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A Long Engagement
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Oiot0Ff
by PenguinofProse
Historical AU with fake dating elements. Clarke has been engaged to her childhood friend Wells for years when she meets mysterious Mr Blake. Read the content note carefully.
Words: 20204, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 32 of Penguin goes time-travelling
Fandoms: The 100 (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Bellamy Blake, Clarke Griffin, Wells Jaha
Relationships: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin, Clarke Griffin/Wells Jaha
Additional Tags: Cheating, but read the content note, Bellarke Endgame, Historical AU, engagement of convenience, engagement of inconvenience, Alternate Universe - Historical, Fake Dating, kind of, Forbidden Love
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Chasing Butterflies: Nova’s Story
Hello all! Nova’s story is a pretty tragic one so there will be quite a few warnings listed. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and as always constructive criticism is appreciated. Remember to leave me requests if you want and let me know if you want to be added to any taglists.
Before Season 1
Pairings: OC x OC Best Friends, OC x OC
Warnings: being drugged, sexual assault, mild torture, murder, self harm, and suicidal thoughts
Word Count: 2,981
Everyone on the Ark knew about Nova Kane and not just because her father, Marcus, was the Vice Chancellor. No, they knew who she was because not only did she do extremely well in all of her classes but she was funny, kind, and above all she was shaping to become the next Chancellor. The youngest Chancellor in the history of the Ark.
Of course with Nova only being 15 it was still going to be quite sometime before this happened. But anyone who looked at her could tell that the girl was a natural born leader. The way she talked, the way she walked, the way she constantly observed everyone around her. She was intimidating to say the least. She held an aura that immediately made you respect her, even if you didn't like her.
Just three months ago Nova began taking private lessons with councilman Jericho Abraham. Her father, Chancellor Jaha, and Dr. Griffon were all too busy with their duties to give her lessons so Jericho happily volunteered to help.
These lessons were scheduled once a week so that Jericho could teach Nova about the laws on the Ark and the duties of the councilmen. These meetings were to help her understand how to best help her people, enforce the laws, and how to make difficult decisions. After all, before Nova could become Chancellor she needed to be on the council and win her people over.
When she wasn't at these lessons with Jericho, Nova was practicing her self defence training with her boyfriend Jett. Jett was a year older and training to become a guard at the time. Her self defence lessons were originally taught by an older guard, but when Jett started his training he volunteered to take over.
Nova wasn't someone you wanted to mess with, and that was clear to see. Though the more people got to know her, they realized how kind and caring she truly was. The Ark residents may not like the laws and they may frown at the sight of the privileged but everyone had, at one moment or another, wondered if Nova could be the person to make a difference.
But one day this hope for change was crushed. Nova Kane was arrested and no one knew why. There were rumors that she stole, what or from whom, no one knew. There were other rumors that she was framed for something she never even did. Only four people knew the truth, Chancellor Jaha, Dr. Griffon, Marcus Kane, and herself.
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It was just after lunch on a Saturday, which meant it was time for Nova's lesson with Jericho. Head held high she made her way past the empty halls to his place. She knocked on the door and not a minute later it opened to reveal Jericho's smiling face. "Hello Nova. Please come in."
He steps aside, making room for the teenager to walk through the door, "Hi Mr. Abraham."
"Nova, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Jericho?"
Nova sheepishly smiled, "Right, sorry."
He lightly chuckled, "Would you like some tea before we begin?"
"Tea sounds lovely, thanks." Nova sits down in the living room and pulls out her tablet so she could get ready to write notes. She waits patiently as Jericho prepares the tea.
As soon as they were both seated, tea placed in front of them, the lesson began. As Nova was writing her notes and sipping the tea she started to feel dizzy. Blinking, she gently placed her mug down and shakes her head, trying to get rid of the odd feeling.
"Are you alright, Nova?" She hears Jericho ask.
"I- I don't-" She can't properly form a sentence. Her words slur as she raises a hand to her head.
"It's okay. You're going to be fine." This is the last thing Nova hears before she falls back, passing out.
When she starts to come through her vision is blurry and she feels pressure between her legs. She tries to move but quickly realizes that her limbs are tied. She groans out trying to speak but a cloth is stuffed in her mouth.
Finally her vision clears and above her is Jericho. When he sees that she's awake he let's a smile form on his lips, "You're so beautiful, darling." He whispers in her ear.
Realizing what's happening Nova begins to fight against her restraints. She looks down to see Jericho already inside of her. Tears fall from her eyes as he pushes her shoulders back, "It's okay. We're almost done. You've been so good."
The next few minutes go by agonizingly slow. But once Jericho is finished he begins speaking once more, "Now you're going to be a good girl as I untie you. You're going to take a shower and leave, not telling anyone about this."
He slowly takes the cloth out of her mouth so that she can answer, "Why should I listen to you?" Nova spits out, tears streaming down her face.
"Because no one will believe you. I mean come on. A councilman over a silly teenager? Be smart about this, darling."
"My dad will believe me."
"Fine, how about this? I know a way to kill you while making it look like an accident. So if you don't agree to my conditions you will never see your friends or father again."
Nova pauses, thinking this over. Reluctantly she nods, "Fine. I'll do what you say."
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It's been a week since Nova was raped by Jericho Abraham. She's been trying her best to act normal but everyone can tell something is wrong. She's been distant and less talkative than usual.
Every night she wakes up in a cold sweat, gasping for breath, and tears streaming down her face. She's been having nightmares about the incident and whenever she sees Jericho in the halls she turns to walk the other way.
On Saturday morning she quickly made her way to Jett's place. Once the door opens Jett let Nova in, "Hey. Are you alright? You've been pretty distant this past week." Jett says once they're sitting.
"I think we should break up." Nova states.
"What? Why?" Jett asks in shock, "Did I do something?"
"No, Jett. I just- I've been going through some stuff and right now I'm not in the right mindset to be dating."
"Nova, talk to me. I want to help."
Nova bites her lip and blinks back tears, "Trust me. This is for the best. You can't help me with this, okay?"
Jett starts to become frustrated, "How do you know that?"
"I just do. Don't make this any harder than it has to be. Please, Jett. I care about you so much, but I need to deal with this by myself." She abruptly stands up, "I gotta go."
"Nova wait-" She doesn't hear the rest as she turns on her heel and leaves his place, rushing back to her room.
She knew what had to be done. She couldn't live like this anymore. Knowing that Jericho got away with raping her. She felt disgusting, used, broken. She knew that her dad wasn't supposed to be home until after dinner so she quickly picked up a knife and went to her room.
She twirled the knife in her hand, studying the silver blade. She gently put it down and grabbed her tablet. She wanted to write her goodbyes. A letter to Elara, Jett, and her dad apologizing for ending her life.
It took her a few hours before the three letters were written just how she wanted them to be. By this time it was well past her scheduled meeting time with Jericho. She made sure she left her tablet unlocked so there was easy access to her suicide letters.
She calmly reached over and grabbed the knife. She bite her lip to stop the sob from escaping her mouth. She ran the blade over one wrist then switched hands so she could do the same to the other.
She paused, sucking in a breath as she watched the blood drip from her arms. As her vision blurred from her tears she picked up the knife one last time to bury it in her chest. Just as she was lining up the blade and tightening her grip, her door swung open.
"Nova! Stop!" She looked up, shocked to see her father home early. Before she had the time to react he rushed over and pulled the knife from her hands. Marcus pulled his daughter into a tight hug, cradling her head against his chest.
"No! No! Why did you do that?" Nova sobbed, trying to shove her father away.
"Nova, please stop." Marcus said, not letting her go. Finally, Nova stopped fighting. Her body shook with sobs as she gripped tightly to Marcus' shirt. "You're okay, babygirl. I got you." He whispered to her, lightly patting her head to try and calm her.
Once she calmed down Marcus looked at her arms, "We need to get you to Abby."
"I'm not leaving my room." Nova replied, stubbornly.
"Fine, I'll tell her to come here." He quickly grabbed the knife and left the room to call Abby. When he re-entered Nova's room he looked at her, "What made you want to kill yourself, babygirl?"
She bit her lip, unsure if she should tell the truth. "Jericho raped me last week." She finally mumbled. She made sure to look her father in the eyes so he knew she was telling the truth.
"He what?" Marcus asked, shocked.
"Jericho drugged me, tied me up, and raped me last week when he was supposed to be helping me." She spoke once more, this time louder and more clear. "He made me shower after and told me not to say anything because no one would believe me. And then he said even if they did he knew a way to kill me and make it look like an accident."
Nova's voice shook as she told her dad what happened. But if you looked close enough you could see that there was fire in her eyes. She would get justice one way or another. "I'm going to see if there is anything we can do to prove this. And when we do I will be there to personally float him." Marcus says to his daughter.
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Another week went by of Nova being distant with her friends and waking up in the middle of the night because of her nightmares. Marcus has been working tirelessly with Jaha and Abby to try and figure out a way that they could prove what he did. The night before they finally reached a conclusion but Nova was already in bed before her father could tell her.
On Saturday morning Marcus and Nova sat in their small kitchen eating breakfast. It was silent for a while before Marcus finally decided to break the news to the young girl, "Nova?"
"Hmm." She hummed, still not looking up from her plate.
"You know how Abby, Jaha, and I have been talking?" Nova nods. "Well, we don't think there is anyway to prove what he did to you."
Nova froze. This was her worst fear. To speak up and still have to face him everyday. "Nova, babygirl? Are you alright?"
Nova slammed her fork down. She quickly pushed out her chair, making it fall to the floor. "Nova!" Marcus called.
"What the fuck kind of question is that? Of course I'm not alright! My rapist gets to roam free because it's my word against his! He was fucking right! There's nothing I can do about it. I am not alright, not even in the slightest. I'm pissed off. I'm hurt. I don't want to be alive anymore."
"Nova please, calm down. Just because we can't do anything right now, doesn't mean that we will never be able to do anything."
Nova bitterly laughs, "Right. So we're just supposed to wait around until he commits another crime? Hurts another innocent girl? This is bullshit and you know it."
"Nova please. I'll figure something out. Just stay here. I'll be back in no more than an hour." He reaches over and kisses Nova on the forehead before turning and leaving.
Nova sucks in a couple of breaths. She then squares her shoulders and leaves her home, taking the well known journey to Jericho's place.
When the door swings open and Jericho's eyes land on Nova's smiling face, he's shocked. "Nova, what are you doing here? Your dad told me that you didn't want to take lessons anymore."
Nova pushed past him, "He doesn't know what he's talking about. I just needed a break last week."
"Oh, uh, alright. Did you want something to drink? Tea?"
Nova's smile widens, "Tea sounds lovely." Unlike last time, this time Nova follows him into the kitchen. When Jericho's back is turned her smile drops from her face. Her eyes harden into a glare as he starts to speak to her, though the words don't register.
She reaches over and picks up a pan. She holds it tightly in both hands and whacks Jericho over the head, instantly knocking him out. She slowly maneuvers him into a kitchen chair, tying his hands and legs to the chair so he can't move. She shoves a cloth in his mouth and grabs a long kitchen knife.
She pulls up a chair to sit across from him, waiting until he wakes up. When Jericho's eyes blink open Nova smirks. "Welcome to the land of the living. Don't enjoy it too much because you'll be dead soon."
Jericho's eyes widen in fear, he starts trying to speak though no words can be made out through the cloth, "Hush now, darling. It's okay. Be good for me." Nova patronizes. She leans forward pointing the knife under his throat, tilting his chin up. "I want you to look me in the eyes when I end your pathetic life."
She slowly stands up, pushing her chair away with her foot. She walks around Jericho, lightly dragging the knife across his face. She leans down to whisper in his ear, "Where should I cut first? Maybe an arm?" She moves the knife to one of his forearms.
"Or maybe I should just cut off both your hands so you can never touch a girl again." She moves the knife over his wrist. "Actually, I think it would be better if we start off closer to the penis." As she says the last word she slams the knife into Jericho's thigh.
This makes him scream in pain, though the sound is muffled. Nova chuckles, "This is fun." She yanks the knife out, making Jericho scream once more. She moves behind him once more, wrapping her arms around his chest. He tries to squirm away, putting as much distance between them as possible.
Nova mockingly pouts, "Why are you trying to move away from me? Just a couple of weeks ago you would have loved the feeling of my arms around you." When he doesn't stop trying to move away, Nova adjusts her hold on the knife and drags it across his ribs. Blood drips from the wound as Jericho grunts in pain. "Oops."
She quickly releases her hold on him, walking around to look him in the eyes once more. She eyes him carefully, "This is losing the appeal quickly. If I let you go, you won't say anything, right? Your cuts you got in some freak accident."
Nova reaches forward and pulls the cloth out of his mouth, "Why should I not say anything?" He says through clenched teeth.
"Because if you do you'll have to explain why I attacked you in the first place. And I already told my dad that you raped me. So that's two Kane's against a silly councilman."
"Fine, I won't say anything." Jericho spits out.
Nova smirks once more. She shoves the cloth back in his mouth which makes him start moving frantically, trying to get out of his binds. Nova quickly cuts Jericho's penis, tears springing to the older man's eyes. "See Jericho, the difference between me and you." Nova pauses, "I don't care if I get arrested. And the only way I'll let someone get away with disrespecting me," Nova scoffs, "Is if I'm dead."
Nova looks him directly in the eyes one last time as she plunges the knife through his heart. She cleans off the knife and her hands then leaves Jericho's home, returning to her own. As soon as she opens the door she is met with the frantic pacing of her father.
Marcus turns to face the door when he hears it opening, "Oh my God! Are you alright? Where have you been?" Marcus rushes over to his daughter, checking to see if she is injured.
"I'm fine." She looks down seeing her shirt coated in blood, "It's not my blood." She answers emotionlessly.
"Nova... what did you do?" Marcus asks, shock evident in his voice.
"You may want to get to councilman Abraham's place before his wife gets home in two hours." Is all she replies, "I'm going to go shower." She turns on her heel and walks into the bathroom. The next day Nova was arrested.
Abby told everyone that Jericho died from a heart attack and that Nova found him when she went over for her lesson that day. Rumors started to be made about why Nova was arrested but the only people who knew were the people involved in the cover up, Dr. Griffon, Marcus, and the Chancellor.
Of course Jericho and Nova knew the truth too. But only one of them could speak about it and she was locked in solitary for the next two and a half years.
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