Another Grounder!Bellamy AU fic that no one asked for, but just the one you might have needed.
Heavily inspired by littlefoxfire's fic so you could call this a spin off of their fic. (I needed more, so I just wrote it.)
The Grounders are a lot more diplomatic... sort of... in this version. (As in they choose to try to talk rather than just murder the shit out of the kiddies. I know, shocker.) Post Exodus Ship Fail. "Bridge-gate" never happened, the flares didn't destroy a village, and Lincoln never gets captured, obvi.
I kinda glaze over some past details. Just imagine Miller did most of Bellamy's stuff and the time between Jasper getting speared and the Exodus ship coming down is shorter.
Bellamy the Grounder king offers a deal to the 100, but it might be more than Clarke is truly ready to handle.
Bookmarked by canwesharethed
14 Apr 2021
Amazing Gorunder!Bellamy fic. Amazing sex scenes.
The Grounders agree to add Skaikru as the 13th clan
...on one condition.
Bookmarked by canwesharethed
13 Apr 2021
Finished 2/2, amazing. Grounder!Bellamy fic
Bellamy helps move in his new neighbor, Clarke, and is immediately taken over by her beauty. All he wants is to get to know her in hopes of developing something more than friends, but there is something stopping her. She is always distancing herself from him. He takes one step forward, she takes two steps back. She seems to get along with him and his friends when he introduces her to them, but there is something deeper going on. When her ex-boyfriend shows up, he figures out what kind of past she had with him and he doesn't like it. He will do anything to get her away from him and help her through her trauma.
Fandoms: The 100 (TV)
26 Feb 2019
Bellamy Blake hates anyone from Alpha station on principle. When he's forced into an arranged marriage with Clarke Griffin, he uses it as an opportunity to take his anger out on her.
- Part 13 of 2019 Kink Meme Fills
Bellamy hesitated as he looked around. "What are we doing here?" he asked, trying to mask the vein of fear running through his voice.
The other guards just laughed before shoving him forward with a well placed hand on his back. "Welcome to your initiation, Blake. Go ahead, pick one."
Bellamy hesitated before looking around at the rows and rows of cells, every third cell or so displaying a green light above the door to show that someone was occupying it. He turned back to his fellow guards. "Pick one?" he asked, confusion coloring his tone.
The guards just traded knowing looks. "The perks of solitary, Blake. All the girls - and guys - are practically floated already. Who's going to know if you get ... friendly," the guards traded smirks before continuing, "with the prisoners?"
Bellamy swallowed thickly. "You've done this before? All of you?"
The other guards just laughed and nodded. "Now it's your turn, Blake. Prove that you're with us. Prove you got what it takes."