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    They all know Bellamy Blake is something else, or part something else, even if no one ever says it. It's in the way his eyes are just a little too deep, his cheekbones a little too sharp, everything about him a little bit too perfect. Everyone growing up in Arkadia knows about the Folk. They're used to recognizing them, even in their glamours, and steering clear. Bellamy isn't one. But he's half, and it's enough to make people equal parts fascinated and wary. It's enough make him something of a spectacle.
    Of course, for most of Clarke's life, he's been the sort of spectacle that involves people daring each other to try to get him to tell lies (Clarke doesn't know if, like the full blooded fae, he can't or if he just likes to keep people guessing) or do small magic (he never does) when they've had a little too much to drink at parties. Most of the time, the people of Arkadia forget that Bellamy's any different from the rest of them. Until something goes wrong, and then he draws everyone's suspicious gaze. It's the way of the world, to look to place the blame in someone who is other in some way. Bellamy Blake, with his eyes that look right into you, that know you, he's other in a way that scares people.

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    10 Jun 2018

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    Clarke Griffin ditches a day of classes so she can pick wildflowers and lie in the field, feeling the sun warm her skin after a long, miserable winter inside. She loves the spring, maybe even more than she loves the summer.
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    Bellamy Blake is twenty-five—or, he guesses that’s about how old he is now.

     

    Unlike most twenty-five year olds, though, Bellamy has never felt the warm spring air. He’s never gotten chapped lips from winter winds, nor has he felt the crunch of leaves under the soles of his sneakers.

    Bellamy Blake is the Lord of the Underworld.

    Well, sort of.

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    (AU in which Bellamy is the surrogate lord of the Underworld, Clarke is his pseudo-Persephone, and Octavia gets her kicks playing matchmaker and sassing the hell out of everyone.)

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    22 Aug 2017

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    Bellamy’s already there by the time she makes her way to the centre of the room.

    She didn’t get a good look at him before, so Clarke takes the time to look at him now. He’s not all that much taller than she is, but the breadth of his shoulders feels worrying, somewhat. His skin is marked with a array of calluses and scars, white against his tanned skin, and the deft, sure movements he makes confirms that he’s every inch the warrior he’s promised to be.

    Swallowing, she steps forward, meeting his gaze. His face remains carefully blank, same as before, when Kane had told her that they’d be married.

     

    In hindsight, marrying a total stranger may not have been one of Clarke's brightest ideas.

    (Or: Arranged Marriage AU. Clarke seals an alliance with the Broadleaf clan by marrying Bellamy Blake.)

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    13 Aug 2017

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    Raven hums low in her throat. “Well, at least Bellamy can make it up in time. So you won’t get too axe murdered.”

    Clarke wrinkles her nose, leaning on the banister of the upstairs porch. From here she can see the ocean, just a five minute walk away, and she breathes in brine soaked air.

    “He’s still coming?”

    “What do you mean if he’s still coming? He didn’t say anything otherwise.”

    She shifts from foot to foot, feeling herself colour slightly even though there’s no one there to see her. “I just assumed that because you and Miller couldn’t make it up anymore he wouldn’t come today.”

    “Why the hell did you think that?”

    “Because Bellamy and I aren’t exactly friends, Raven."

    or, Bellamy Blake and Clarke Griffin don't really like each other. Or at least that's what they tell themselves.

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    18 Jul 2017

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    The barista won't stop staring at Clarke.

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    Clarke's a camgirl to pay for college, and Bellamy's a loyal viewer. They meet, they date, they fuck.

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    13 Jul 2017