Bellarke

by emmylou (neotericke)

When Clarke gets invited to her ex's wedding- her CHEATING ex's wedding- she knows she can't go alone. She's not dating anyone, so she has to find a boyfriend, real or fake, fast. Luckily, Octavia knows just the guy.

by April7739

Clarke Griffin wants a real relationship after months of being alone. Bellamy Blake has his reasons for never wanting to fall in love again.

by orphan_account

The first time he meets Clarke, it's three in the morning and all he's wearing are his boxer shorts and a bad case of bed head.

by Chash

I asked Tumblr for prompts to do scenes from my fics from alternate POVs, and I'm putting what I do up here, in case anyone who does not follow me on Tumblr wants to read them.

by Chash

Everyone is convinced that Bellamy and Clarke should be dating; they aren't sure how no one has noticed they already are.

by Chash

boston > boston/camb/brook > housing > apts by owner$2-300 Roxbury small room in 3-br 1-bath house, spouse preferred(Roxbury)Pair of siblings looking for housemate. Due to extenuating circumstances I will share with interested parties, I would prefer a roommate who is willing to get married for legi

by Chash

The Skaikru needs an ally, and the Delphi Clan is willing. It might not be their tradition to seal such alliances with a marriage, but Clarke Griffin has always done what her people need. Bellamy can't help admiring that.So he goes with her.

by enoughtotemptme

Part One: Clarke and Bellamy and the Sunday New York Times crossword puzzle.Part Two: Bellamy has been tense and Clarke decides the best way for him to relieve stress is by giving him a massage.Part Three: Snapchat. (A collection of tumblr prompt fics.)

by prosciutto

Strangely enough, though, it is one of the things she notices about him first when he walks into her Ancient Civilizations class.Oh, she thinks dumbly to herself at the flex of his muscles under the thin material of his shirt, the unruly curls that keeps falling into his eyes. That blindingly white

by Chash

Collection for alternate POV Bellarke fics!

by virginiasoil

Clarke moves to the big city for her residency and rents a room from Octavia Blake. What was supposed to be a 3 month rental agreement turns into much more as she makes new friends, struggles to move away from her past, and meets one very grumpy soldier.

by Chash

It's very tempting, to get in touch with your childhood friend once he makes it big in Hollywood. But it's also very awkward, so Clarke's going to skip it. Really, she is.

by disco_vendetta (brinn)

Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake are sleeping together. (aka ROCK BAND AU)

by asroarke

She didn’t try to muffle the sounds of her crying this time. It wasn’t like anyone was around to hear it, anyway. At least if she was loud, Clarke could drown out the silence for a few moments. She cried for her friends, the ones she had already lost and the ones that might have made it up to space.

by enoughtotemptme

When the hundred land on earth, the Trigedakru make a different decision about what to do with these newly fallen Sky People.Second runner-up for Best Fluff Oneshot in the 2015 Bellarke Fanfiction Awards.

by heartsinsync

At Octavia’s urging, Clarke moves into Bellamy’s apartment. Snark, silliness and sexy times ensue.(Or, the roomies AU you totally knew you wanted.)[ Winner of the Best Roommates Fiction category for the Bellarke Fanfiction Awards 2015 ]

by Quentanilien

Bellamy’s protective streak starts directing itself at Clarke, and she can’t help but notice, and be confused by it. (Or that time Clarke was really clueless and Bellamy had to make a confession.)

by mariscastle

AU where Clarke left her phone number in a library book that one time and Bellamy finds it a couple of years later and decides that he has nothing better to do.Currently under edit.

by prosciutto

A collection of tumblr prompts and drabbles of Bellamy Blake and Clarke Griffin in every other universe.

by LaughingSenselessly

“There’s no one else to live for anymore.” Clarke utters those words without too much emotion. They’ve had time over the years to reflect on all the people ripped away from their lives. It’s no longer a fierce, stabbing pain, just a kind of endless ache that surges and subsides with every breath the