Fandoms: The 100 (TV), The 100 Series - Kass Morgan, White Collar
12 Feb 2018
An unlikely partnership between charming con artist Clarke Griffin and FBI agent Bellamy Blake forms after a series of escapes and arrests. A lingering distrust always seems to cloud their situational relationship, but maybe it's all for good reason?
White Collar / The 100 Crossover AU
yes, it's the White Collar plot with The 100 characters
yes, I needed this
yes, you'll love it
- Part 1 of Pros & Cons
Sometimes all it takes is meeting your apartment neighbor in a laundromat at midnight.
This story is completed up to Chapter 2. If you keep reading, you will be left on a cliffhanger. I have warned you. I will update this story, but it will be VERY RARE. So do what you will with that information. Thanks for reading!
Bellamy and Clarke are both in the US Army, which makes dating tricky... but not impossible, until life gets in the way.
Modern AU inspired by the BBC show Our Girl.
- Part 1 of Soldier Soldier
Clarke's an Ice Princess, Bellamy's a janitor, the US Figure Skating National Championships are looming and everyone's working through something.
Her eyes narrowed. “Who the hell are you anyway?”
“Just doing my job, Princess,” he growled, turning away from her. He didn’t have the energy for this bullshit.
Her hand clamped down on his shoulder, forcing him to face her again. Her face was determined, her brow creasing as she stared him down. “No. Who are you? I know everyone here and I’ve never seen you before.”
“What?” he groused. “You own the place or something?”
Her eyes burned brighter. “As a matter of fact, yes. My parents do own this place.”
“Please, please, tell Bree that Bellamy Blake is bad news.” Raven says.
“I never said he was good news.” Bree says, “I just said he was hot.”
“I don’t know anything about him.” Clarke shrugs.
“Well, I do.” Raven says, lowering her voice and leaning in. “He’s a senior, obviously. He’s just moved here from like Chicago because his mum died and he’s living with his grandma or something. And he’s turning nineteen in March.”
“None of that means he’s bad news.” Clarke tells them, still not looking up from her phone. “Don’t be a gossip, Rae-Rae.”
“I heard he got arrested which is why he moved here.” Raven adds conspiratorially. Probably saving that part of her story for last on purpose.
Bellamy is assigned as Clarke's lab partner, they immediately dislike each other, obviously.
Modern Bellarke au. Bellamy is a professor, dodging NYE invitations in favor of working on his thesis. A young girl shows up at his favorite study spot, and he realizes maybe some things are more important than translating ancient Greek.
Bellamy felt the exact moment he saw her, because his heart stopped.
Her blonde hair was swept up into a loose braid, and her blue eyes never left Madi; she crossed the room in quick strides, towards the chair where her daughter was reading, and Bellamy remembered he needed to breathe.
She touched the side of the girl’s face carefully, crouching by the chair. “Mads,” she said quietly, and at the sound of her voice Bellamy was right back at forgetting how to breathe, “I’m so sorry that took so long.”
Madi reached up to pull her mother’s hand from her face. “S’okay. I’ve been learning all about Paris versus Mele—”
“Menelaus?” the woman supplied, and Bellamy was pretty sure he’d somehow exited the plane of existence.
She. Knew. Greek. Mythology. Forget everything Madi was reading; Helen of Troy had nothing on this woman.
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14 Jan 2018
Bellamy generally likes being part of the regular cast of Arcadia Network Christmas movies. It’s not the most glamorous job, but it pays decently and it’s kind of fun.
It’s even more fun when Clarke Griffin asks if he wants to help her out with some low key blackmail.
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11 Nov 2017