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Bellamy snorts. Amelia scoots towards him and pats his leg, making a grunting noise.
“Are you trying to copy Daddy?” he asks sweetly, bopping her nose with his finger. He snorts again, and she grins. She tries to copy the sound, but it comes out as more of an oink than a snort.
Clarke throws back her head and laughs. “Listen to her,” she giggles as Amelia oinks away, entertained by her new sound. “She’s like a little piglet!”
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When she tells him that night, his hands shake as they caress her still-flat stomach. She pretends not to notice the stray tears that fall from his eyes onto her skin. He presses his lips to her stomach reverently, whispering words of love to their baby that’s about the size of a bean.
prequel to "the little piglet"
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“On your knees,” she tells him, softly but sternly, when she sees his longing gaze.
They do this on occasion. Sex, like everything else, is give and take with them. Some days he takes control, some days she does. He doesn’t mind submitting to her. It’s actually been a while since she’s been the dominant one, and he has actually begun to crave it.
prompt: sub!Bellamy + Bellamy has a panty kink/likes wearing lingerie
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- Part 3 of tumblr prompts
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"You know, you have been getting pretty up close and personal with my vagina over the last few months," Clarke says drily, smirking at him over her glass of orange juice. "This won't be much different."
Bellamy's eyes darken and he licks his lips. "I don't know, Clarke," he says, his voice rough. "I think it might."
prompt: Bellamy is an erotic painter and Clarke wants to be his canvas
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- Part 4 of tumblr prompts
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“He’s going to be a great dad, you know,” Clarke murmurs, and his breath catches. “Really incredible.”
“Yeah, he will be,” Octavia agrees.
prompt: a scene where self loathing/scared Bellamy overhears pregnant!Clarke telling someone how lucky this baby is to have him as a dad and how incredible he's going to be
*Winner: Best Future Drabble- Bellarke Fanfiction Awards 2016*
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- Part 5 of tumblr prompts
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“Clarke! Truth or dare?” Raven recaptures Clarke’s attention. The blonde pretends to think for a moment before choosing the latter.
“Alright then. I dare you to…choose a random song from the lapdance playlist and dance for Bellamy. And all of us, of course.”
prompt: canon verse truth and dare where someone (preferably Raven) dares Clarke to give Bellamy a lap dance
*Winner: Most Underrated Oneshot- Bellarke Fanfiction Awards 2016*
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- Part 6 of tumblr prompts
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Despite being glamorized in comic books and movies, being a mind reader is actually pretty awful. When it first happened, Clarke nearly went insane. The constant barrage of thoughts and voices in her head that weren’t hers was almost enough to drive her crazy.
prompt: “hold the fuck up. hold. up. I can read any mind that I can see, anyone and everyone’s, why can’t I read yours? and why the hell are you smirking at me like that U LIL SHIT THIS MAKES NO DAMN SENSE WHO ARE YOU”
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- Part 7 of tumblr prompts
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“Don’t move.”
The woman spins around and has her gun trained on him before he can blink. Bellamy freezes, his hands in the air.
“Please,” he rasps, “I just need water.”
The woman glares at him, and there’s something in her eyes that’s eerily familiar. Her head is shaven, the area around her eyes smudged with black war paint. But as his eyes roam down her body, taking in her stance, her curves, the way she’s holding the gun in her left hand-
“Clarke?”
prompt: Bellamy + Clarke zombie apocalypse AU
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- Part 8 of tumblr prompts
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Bellamy picks up each piece of paper delicately, as if they would turn to dust with too much pressure. She has let him look at her sketches before, even ones of him, but none of them have ever been of this nature.
“Is this…?”
“I’m sorry,” Clarke blurts out. “That was inappropriate. I shouldn’t ha-”
“You’ve thought about this?” Bellamy looks up at her sharply, and his voice is strained. “About me touching you like this?”
“Yes,” Clarke whispers immediately, because she can’t lie to him about anything.
prompt: Bellamy's forearms + smut
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- Part 9 of tumblr prompts
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Bellamy licks his lips, eyes alight with mischief.
“If you can successfully drive this thing to Niylah’s post and back without damaging the rover, either of us, or any civilians or wildlife, then I’ll give you all the French lessons you want.”
Clarke narrows her eyes, squaring her shoulders and looking out at the worn path before them with determination.
“You’ve got yourself a deal.”
prompt: Bellamy can speak French + Bellarke rover smut
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- Part 10 of tumblr prompts
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Bellamy picks up her drink and takes a swig.
“So, what do you mean by ‘I’m in’, then?”
Raven grabs her cup back and takes a sip of her own, her lips covering the exact spot as his. He watches her swallow and smirks.
“I mean that you’re in. As in, you’re in this relationship now. If you’re interested.”
prompt: bravenlarke + "The two of you are dating and we’re all close friends but one of your dads is thoroughly convinced that I’m too close to one of you and took the other aside and told them of that and instead of telling me to back off or anything you were just like ‘eh ok whatever ur in’ and I wasn’t expecting any of this to happen at all but now we’re all dating???? AU"
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- Part 11 of tumblr prompts
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“Just be glad to be rid of me,” Clarke says, rolling her eyes.
“At least now I don’t have to worry about you going missing anymore,” Monty responds. Raven chokes on her beer.
“Going missing?”
prompt: modern au where Bellamy and Clarke think each others quirks are the cutest thing to ever exist except for their friends who are flabbergasted by the quirks
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- Part 12 of tumblr prompts
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prompt: Bellarke phone/skype sex but preferably in person so they can have actual sex afterwards
or, the one where Clarke is desperate
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- Part 13 of tumblr prompts
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His hand finds the small of her back with practiced ease as he fits himself against her side. She feels one of his fingers snag around the belt loop on her jeans and tug her even closer. The moonshine sloshes around in her cup with the movement, overflowing slightly and dripping down her fingers.
“Hey,” she chastises her husband as she shakes off her hand. Her smile is teasing. “This is the good stuff. We can’t afford to waste it.”
“Who’s to say it has to go to waste?” Bellamy responds with a smirk. He wraps a hand around her wrist and leans down to lick the remaining droplets from her skin. His teeth drag along the dark, thin-lined tattoo that swirls around the base of her ring finger. The one that is identical to his own.
Clarke feels heat rise to her cheeks when he glances up at her. The party goes on around her, but she only has eyes for him.
prompt: Bellamy and Clarke attend a Grounder festival and they find themselves alone and fucking to the beat of the heavy Grounder drums
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- Part 14 of tumblr prompts