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Headcanon: Abaddon definitely has some kind of stomach/intestinal problem, considering how much junk he's had in his mouth.

One day, he had a really bad stomach ache, and Kat took him to the doctor, who, after examining him, firstly, didn't believe he could live with his organs in such a state, and secondly, prescribed pills.

Abaddon immediately disliked them, and Kathryn had to figure out how to get him to take them.

+ ugly sketch as a bonus

Ship: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin

Words: 50,000+

Fandom: The 100 (TV)

Tags: Accidental Baby Acquisition, i’ve always wanted to use that tag this is so exciting, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Adoption fic, with a Twist, Post-Season/Series 02, Mom Clarke, Dad Bellamy, delinquents raise a baby, lotsa miscommunication, i don’t wanna spoil but its gonna be cute okay, whats cuter than bellamy with a baby?, Rating May Change, Slow Burn, slow as it can be when i am not planning on making this fic a Monster, still quicker than canon though, i promise to get them together within the first 125 years, is someone salty?, mayhaps…, Fake/Pretend Relationship, well… past fake/pretend/implied bangin, everyone thinks they are/were a thing, …idk if that counts

When Clarke runs at the end of season 2, instead of going north, she goes south, and stays gone for seven months.

“He’s not mine,” she whispered.

“What?” Bellamy’s stomach turned.

Clarke stared into his eyes, keeping her voice quiet and desperate. “Please, Bellamy. You don’t understand. The grounders believe in purifying their bloodlines. I don’t know what they’d do if they knew I saved him… they’d say I interfered. They’d take him. I don’t know if… some of them might even want him dead.”

“Clarke, I don’t-”

She grabbed his hand and held it tight, checking over her shoulder. “Listen, okay. I’m his mother now, and I always will be, but he wasn’t always mine, Bellamy. I found him.”

‘Tears of August’

Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin ~ 100+K ~ M(?)

When Clarke runs at the end of season 2, instead of going north, she goes south, and stays gone for seven months. When she returns, she’s not alone.

“He’s not mine,” she whispered.

“What?” Bellamy’s stomach turned.

Clarke stared into his eyes, keeping her voice quiet and desperate. “Please, Bellamy. You don’t understand. The grounders believe in purifying their bloodlines. I don’t know what they’d do if they knew I saved him… they’d say I interfered. They’d take him. I don’t know if… some of them might even want him dead.”

“Clarke, I don’t-”

She grabbed his hand and held it tight, checking over her shoulder. “Listen, okay. I’m his mother now, and I always will be, but he wasn’t always mine. I found him.”

Chapter 19 of ToA is up

Thought this would be a cool way to celebrate 150k words! These are some songs I’ve listened to whilst writing this fic that have strong thematic links to each chapter~

YOUTUBE

‘It’s a Wonderful Life’ AU for the Bellarke Discord Avent Calendar! (or, as I like to call it, The ‘Bellamy Blake finally gets the appreciation he deserves’ AU 😆)

Bellamy Blake, overwhelmed by family obligations and a sense of responsibility toward his community, feels tied down to a life he never wanted to live. As he ages, he sees his youth, dreams and opportunities pass him by. When on one particular Christmas Eve Bellamy finds himself thinking that his wife, their young children, and others he loves will be better off without him, an angel comes to show him what life would have been like if he had never been born.

This is my favorite holiday classic (and frankly one of my favorite movies of all time), so I couldn’t resist making it Bellarke 😛

Ship: Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin

Words: 50,000+

Fandom: The 100 (TV)

Tags: Accidental Baby Acquisition, i’ve always wanted to use that tag this is so exciting, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Adoption fic, with a Twist, Post-Season/Series 02, Mom Clarke, Dad Bellamy, delinquents raise a baby, lotsa miscommunication, i don’t wanna spoil but its gonna be cute okay, whats cuter than bellamy with a baby?, Rating May Change, Slow Burn, slow as it can be when i am not planning on making this fic a Monster, still quicker than canon though, i promise to get them together within the first 125 years, is someone salty?, mayhaps…, Fake/Pretend Relationship, well… past fake/pretend/implied bangin, everyone thinks they are/were a thing, …idk if that counts

When Clarke runs at the end of season 2, instead of going north, she goes south, and stays gone for seven months.

“He’s not mine,” she whispered.

“What?” Bellamy’s stomach turned.

Clarke stared into his eyes, keeping her voice quiet and desperate. “Please, Bellamy. You don’t understand. The grounders believe in purifying their bloodlines. I don’t know what they’d do if they knew I saved him… they’d say I interfered. They’d take him. I don’t know if… some of them might even want him dead.”

“Clarke, I don’t-”

She grabbed his hand and held it tight, checking over her shoulder. “Listen, okay. I’m his mother now, and I always will be, but he wasn’t always mine, Bellamy. I found him.”