The 100 Preferences and Imagines

You make him smile

July 1, 2015
All credit to anotherimaginescollection on tumblr

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Bellamy Blake

'You!' (y/n) called, pointing towards one of the Grounders that was squaring up to one of our people. She was pushing her hair off of her face and I could see the annoyance burning in her eyes.
The Grounder moved towards her, his own annoyance easily readable in his demeanour. He was a lot bigger than her, and a lot better trained for fighting. But her eyes narrowed at him, and I couldn't tell who I was more worried for.
'Wanna tell me why you think fighting amongst ourselves is gonna help us?' she asked, putting her hands on her hips. I could see the Grounder shifting his grip on his knife. 'And don't even think about using that,' she spat.
I couldn't help but smirk at her.
'You alright, Bell?' she asked, glancing over at me after a moment, the Grounder walking away like a scolded puppy.
'Yeah,' I said, grinning at her as I pulled her into a hug.

Monty Green

(Y/n) was looking at the doors leading into the cafeteria, her hair pushed out of her face and a slight smile lighting her face. She was ignoring the comments from the Mountain people, I could just see her rolling her eyes at a few though.
'Hey, Monty,' she called, waving over at me, barely looking over her shoulder to check I was still there. 'Come look at this.'
I smirked, putting my fork down before walking over to her. I crouched beside her, looking up at the wires that she'd pulled out of the wall.
'The circuits are brilliant here. I mean,' she said, looking down at me, 'it's really old, but still. It's still functioning and...'
She trailed off, looking at the wires as if they were the only thing she could concentrate on. All I could do was smirk at her and how happy she was looking at the inner workings of the place.

Jasper Jordan

'Come on,' (y/n) whined, pulling at the sleeve of a very tall, very moody looking guy whose name I'd not bothered to try and learn, he was one of Bellamy's lot though. She'd had a lot to drink, and it was definitely starting to show.
'Go away, pintsize,' he growled, his eyes narrowed in annoyance as he looked at her. Despite how he was sitting down he was about the same height as her.
She pouted at him, causing me to smirk at her actions, though panic did wash over me as the guy balled his hands on his knees.
'Just one ickle dance,' she said in a baby voice, still tugging his sleeve slightly.
He growled, actually growled at her, and I darted over. I snaked an arm around her waist. 'Come on, (y/n), I'll dance with you,' I said, pulling her lightly away from the guy.
She cheered before leaning up to kiss my cheek. I couldn't help but smile at her, this'd be quite the story to entertain her with tomorrow.

John Murphy

I'd been shocked when (y/n) had asked me to accompany her to the lake because she wanted to go swimming, but as there wasn't much else to do at the Ark, I accepted the invitation. I'd said I'd meet her there though, wanting to make sure that I had a knife to protect us just in case.
It was about noon when I eventually walked up to the lake. I didn't initially see her, but eventually I saw her shadow under the water's surface and couldn't help but smile slightly.
A few seconds later she broke the surface of the water, pushing her hair off of her face as she looked up at me.
'You came,' she said, a smile slipping easily onto her face. It was infectious, and I felt a smile slipping onto my own face.
'I said I would,' I said simply, trying to suppress the smile as I got myself ready to go swimming too.
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