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BATTLEFIELD ♛ the 100 [b.b] by lowkeyserenity
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Sapphire spent all her puberty years locked up and now she's out with everyone else, being the youngest ever to be locked away for a crime she knew should've killed her already but life has a funny way of keeping her alive, mostly against her will. Deciding to keep to herself doesn't go as planned when she catches the eye of a certain raven haired boy who makes her wish that she was floated sooner. highest rankings: #1 in thegrounders (2020) #4 in the100 season 1 (2020)
Bloody Hands | Bellamy Blake (2) by thornrose16
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Everything was white until she painted the walls red. Cheyenne Barnes intended to bathe in the blood of those that had wronged her. *Sequel to Blood Red* Excerpt: She'd been festering in her hatred and despair for ten days, and the call for blood had never been stronger. The men she'd killed on the Ark had humiliated her, harmed her, made her weak and helpless, left her lying naked and cold after violating her very being, but that was nothing compared to what Dr. Tsing had taken from her.
Blood Red | Bellamy Blake (1) by thornrose16
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Not all love is gentle. Sometimes it's gritty and dirty and possessive. Sometimes it's not supposed to be careful or soft at all. Sometimes it feels like teeth. Excerpt: Even when she felt the urge to drop her eyes, she didn't. She needed him to know that she wasn't judging him, that she couldn't judge him because she was a thousand times more fucked up than he was. She liked it when he left bruises in the shape of his hands on her hips and thighs and throat. She liked it when bruises bloomed around the teeth prints he left on her neck and the way she felt like she wasn't going to be able to move the next day because of him. The pain let her keep him in a way that wouldn't go away, even when he wasn't right next to her.
Deadly // Bellamy Blake [ON HOLD] by bixlerslandry
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"She's deadly, but truthfully... nothing has ever made me feel more alive." *** Lydia Greystone was only thirteen years old when she became a prisoner of the arc. With her mother floated, her father ruled dead, and her best friend nowhere to be found, she is truly alone in the world. That is until she finds herself on earth at the side of Bellamy Blake the boy with the twisted mind and tainted smile, and sadness in his eyes that could sink a thousand ships. He could be the end of her, and yet Lyds has never felt more alive.
Hurricane// Bellamy Blake by juliannaz
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"Don't belong to no city, don't belong to no man." Austin Calah, Ark citizen and prisoner. Austin was what you would call 'troubled'. At the age of 17 Austin had committed 12 things that could have gotten her killed if she wasn't underage. Austin had called it righting wrongs to the floated citizens of the ark. So when the guard wakes her one morning telling her she's going to a radiation soaked planet were Austin has a chance to right her wrongs, and to, well be the hero she aught herself to be she just about jumped aboard the drop ship. {The 100 s1+2}
Nobodies // Bellamy Blake by BooblyBear
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"Someday I'll become a somebody." When the group of 100 go down to Earth, along with Kitten, she thinks that she can just be another shadow. But that won't happen when she catches the eye of the other Blake sibling.
Scythe || Bellamy Blake  by doing_great
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||COMPLETED|| She was not a hero. It wasn't because she lacked bravery or because she lacked humanity. It was because she was a weapon. Nothing less, and certainly nothing more. ~*~*~ Scythe's voice did not waiver, "There are reasons that people turn into monsters and those reasons are always other people. I liked solitary because nobody could turn me into more of one than I already was." Bellamy let go of her hand, "You are not a monster, Scythe." A ghost of a smile graced her features, but it was heavy, sad, and gone in an instant, "You're wrong. Ask anyone at this camp." "They don't know you." "And you do?" DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE 100