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i'm on my knees, your faith in shreds by stoneage_woman for theinvisibledisaster
Fandoms: The 100 (TV)
19 Jun 2019
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"Over the roaring in his ears, Bellamy dimly registers Jackson telling Madi to breathe. His eyes are fixed on Clarke. Clarke, who for once isn’t even trying to calm Madi down, who is visibly fighting to keep from breaking down herself, her head bowed low and her breaths coming in short, shallow gasps.
And Bellamy finally understands with an awful, damning clarity exactly how badly he’s fucked up."
Post Season 5 AU. As the last survivors of humanity try to make a fresh beginning on a new, deserted planet, Bellamy tries to find his way back to a lonely, distant Clarke. A life-threatening crisis opens his eyes to a few hard truths. A Bellarke reconciliation fic.
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Clarke feels like she’s underwater, breathing in glass. The air feels syrupy, but raw against her throat, and she has to squint if she looks at the sky for too long. The yellow-blue plants of this planet burn her skin if she touches them for too long. It’s hard to get up after she’s been sitting down for more than a few minutes, and it feels like something is pressing down on her shoulders every time she takes a breath.
It didn’t take long for Clarke to realise that something was wrong. No one else did, but she doesn’t expect them to because what's wrong isn't the planet, it's her.
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"He should do something—stop this. Only Jason, half a villain, half insane, locked in a fucking asylum, to fix Tim and save Bruce and make everything okay again. And he can’t. He can’t."
Jason's new roommate bears a striking resemblance to the Joker. And the new Robin. And somewhere along the line, things have gone very, very wrong.
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our little fires by brimay
Fandoms: Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins
12 Feb 2024
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Pale as a ghost, Peeta climbs the steps. It’s so silent in the Square that I hear the wood creak. The tears are streaming down his face now. Curling his hands into fists along his sides, he takes his place next to me. Finally, reality sinks in, crushing me. I’m not going to wake up.
They want me to kill the boy with the bread. They want me to kill the boy I love.
(or: The Hunger Games but Katniss and Peeta are a couple when they are reaped.)
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- Part 1 of our little fires
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"I miss you."
"I'm right here."
"No. You're way over there." And she reaches out and tucks a strand of crazy blonde hair behind one ear, their fingers still intertwined so both their knuckles rest against Wanderer’s new cheek.