This is my body. I have weather veins. They are especially sensitive to dust storms and hurricanes. When I am nervous my teeth chatter like a wheelbarrow collecting rain. I am rusty when I talk; it's the storm in me. My mouth is a fire escape; the words coming out cannot care that they are naked, there is something burning in here. My hands are busy on the wrong things. Some days, I call my arms wings. It will take me a few more years to learn flying is not pushing away the ground. Safety is not always safe. You can find one on every gun. I am aiming to do better.

ind. & sel. & priv. OCTAVIA BLAKE of THE 100. written by BEAN.
est. feb 2015
reimagined april 2018
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This is a highly selective, private, and low activity (at least for the time being) roleplay blog for Octavia Blake of The 100. This blog will be canon-divergent because I hate what the show has done with my daughter. At this point I'm mostly here for the AUs, anyway. There will be no canon!Commander Octavia nonsense here.

This mun and blog are both anti-Blakecest and generally Bellarke critical. The latter doesn't mean I won't follow or interact with people who ship Bellarke NOR does it mean I'll come at you for it. It also doesn't mean I'm not cool with their relationship being referenced in our threads or brought up while plotting. All it means is that I've seen so many posts, gifsets, metas, etc. that erase Octavia's importance to Bellamy (or Lexa's importance to Clarke) that I've been put off the ship itself.

I will not tolerate Blakecest. It's neither healthy nor cute and completely undermines the value of sibling relationships by twisting them into something sexual. I'm not gonna hold anybody's hand through this, just kindly keep that shit off my lawn.

And keep Becho off my lawn while you're at it, thanks.

i. No godmodding or metagaming. The usual schtick. Minor things, like assuming my character followed yours from one room to another for the flow of a thread, is totally fine—and as always, if in doubt, feel free to ask!

ii. I ship chemistry. That means waiting to see how the dynamic develops through threads and plotting before I commit. If I’m not feeling it, I can’t write it, and I will not force myself to write a ship to please my partners. I am pretty open on the dash about what I ship in theory, but I will not ever force a dynamic on my partners. I will never ship incest, nor will I ever ship characters with their abusers. That’s just a general rule of mine.

iii. It’s extremely rare that I go exclusive, and never without prior interaction, plotting, and a great deal of thought. I more often go exclusive with ships (ex: while I’ll write with duplicates of a character, I will only ship with one portrayal). I do not expect this to be reciprocated unless my partner chooses to do so.

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I will not write romantically with any other version of the following characters:
    — jasper jordan: allthesolutions

iv. Regular small or sub/sup text is fine, but I prefer that my partners not use super small text for our replies. My old lady eyes can’t handle it. If you do use super small text, I will adjust it to regular small text before posting my own reply.

v. I don’t typically follow people until I’ve had a chance to read their rules and browse their pages, which can take time. Especially if I’m mobile, like I usually am when I first wake up or if I’m at work. Also because my energy levels are consistently low and my ADHD makes me forget to do things constantly.

i. I do not write smut often, and in the event that I do, I will not write sexually explicit material with minors. Please respect my wishes and do not lie to me about your age. Violence is fine, particularly considering the source material, but if you think things are going to get really extreme or you’re not comfortable continuing a thread because of impending violence, just shoot me a message to let me know. Rape is something I will not ever roleplay. Same goes for “dubcon” or any other sexual activities that are nonconsensual.

ii. Any smut or nudity will be tagged “nsfw.” In the event I post any potentially triggering content, I will do my best to tag them appropriately as follows: #trigger cw and/or #trigger tw. If there is ever a time that I post something triggering for you and fail to tag it, please let me know! You don’t have to explain them to me, just ask. I want you to be comfortable on your dashboards.

i. My name is Bean, also known as Gina (call me either, idc). She/her/hers. I’m a twenty-six year old neurodivergent with depression and anxiety who works 28-ish hours per week, which often makes me too tired to write regularly. I’m also white so if I screw up and/or swerve out of my lane, I invite my friends and followers of color to let me know.

ii. Please be patient with me. My sleep schedule is erratic, I have too many blogs, and I tend to be slow as molasses goin’ uphill in a snow storm when it comes to replies.

iii. Respect begets respect. I give so long as I receive, so just don’t be an ass and we should get along fine!

iv. I am critical of all media I consume. I may or may not make posts about my thoughts on such subjects, so be forewarned of that before following. Of course, feel free to unfollow at any time if you wish, as I will be reserving the right to do so myself.

v. If you’ve made it this far, thanks for taking the time to read my rules. No passwords necessary, just know that I appreciate it.

Sidebar Quote:I Sing the Body Electric, Especially When My Power's Out” by Andrea Gibson

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Name: Octavia Blake
Nicknames: O; Pocahontas; Skairipa
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Cis Woman
Orientations: Grey-romantic Pansexual

Place of Birth: The Ark
Current Residence: Earth
Affiliations: The 100; Trigedakru
Languages: English; Trigedasleng

Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green
Height: 5'5"
Face Claim: Marie Avgeropoulos

Bellamy Blake: Octavia's brother and easily the most important person in her life. He all but raised her from infancy, did everything he could to keep her happy despite their miserable conditions on the Ark, and as a pair they would do anything to keep one another safe. No matter what the universe does to drive them apart, they will always come back together again.

Aurora Blake: Bell and Octavia's mother, deceased. O's feelings towards Aurora are mixed, even in death. She did all she could given what their family had, but Octavia can't help resenting her a little bit for bringing her into a world that branded her very existence illegal for sixteen years.

Positive:

Adaptable, adventurous, capable, caring, clever, courageous, curious, dedicated, freethinking, herioc, imaginative, independent, intelligent, kind, loyal, perceptive, protective, resourceful, vivacious, witty.
Negative:
Abrasive, aggressive, brutal, cynical, fiery, guarded, hostile, impulsive, indulgent, misguided, naive, obsessive, selfish, shortsighted, thoughtless, undisciplined, vindictive, vulnerable.
Neutral:
Ambitious, assertive, determined, outspoken, proud, solemn, questioning, stubborn, surprising, unpredictable.

tba!

i. First, she was the second child, born into a society that branded her a broken law and nothing more. For years, her world was either deep darkness or blinding light—and two voices. Two faces. Nobody else existed but her and them and she only cried when they were gone because she was too small to know they still existed beyond the four walls of their little room. Too young to understand that things didn't cease to exist simply because she couldn't see them.

The darkness only frightened her because it forced her whole world out of sight. She only cried because she feared it would never come back.

But her brother seemed to understand. Sometimes he huddled in the dark with her, a reassuring presence. She couldn't see him, but she could hear him breathing, could sense the steady beating of his heart. For the first few years of her life, Octavia's world was one bright room with four walls and two voices.

Or it was darkness and one, distinct heartbeat.

ii. With age came understanding. She understood that a whole world existed outside her floor-bound cupboard, and that the bright room still existed when she was down there. She understood that Bellamy didn't cease to exist when he walked out the door and that their mother would only disappear entirely if the people beyond it found out she had a second child.

She understood that her existence was a crime; that her life made all three of them into criminals. It meant never, ever leaving their unit. It meant a daily choice between sharing their own rations or stealing extra. They had nothing to trade for it and feared drawing suspicion even if they did.

Being a second child meant hiding in the floor every time the guards came to inspect their unit. Octavia understood that, even if she begged to see the Ark most days. She understood that her future was a long life of nonexistence, and that being a second child meant everyone would've been better off if she'd never been born.

iii. It wasn't all bad. Mother supplied her with busywork; kept her daughter's hands from growing idle lest Octavia herself get antsy. She learned to mend clothing with the same careful stitches of her mother's hand and as she grew older, Aurora entrusted her with sewing tears others paid them to fix. She felt less like a burden when given a way to help, even if the work was tedious and her hands ached from handling the needle too long. At least she was good at it.

But once Octavia learned to read, it was all she wanted to do. Bellamy brought home whatever he could find, from textbooks to science fiction. They only had enough room for her to keep a few choice favorites—the rest went back to the Ark libraries as soon as she'd finished them, and Octavia tore through them with excitable speed. Even books on scientific studies kept her awake beneath the floor some nights, flashlight carefully aimed down at the page currently holding her attention.

Anything and everything Octavia could read, she would, absorbing all the information she could about the world from which she'd been forever barred by nature of her birth. It was the closest she'd ever get to living herself, reading about the lives of others. Mythical heroes conquering all odds. Princesses escaping towers to find their one true loves. She lived a thousand other lives before ever starting her own. Hid in stories while hiding in the floor.

iv. Then suddenly she felt like Cinderella. Bellamy handed her a mask and led her from their family's unit for the first time in sixteen years. It didn't matter that the Ark had the same walls and floors and ceilings she'd known all her life; everything was brand new and beautiful, and unsteady steps carried her to the one thing the rest of the Ark had that their home did not:

A window.

Octavia would have been content to stand there and stare at the moon until it was time to go home, but then she would've missed the masquerade. Her one chance to be around people before she was locked away again for the remainder of her life.

For just one night, she got to be the princess arriving late at the ball, mysterious and unfamiliar to the other guests. She forgot the stained and ratty dress hanging off her frame, picturing a gown as she danced—poorly—without a care. Because with her mask on and the lights dimmed, Octavia Blake wasn't a second child. She was Cinderella.

But then the lights came up and the music stopped. The guards caught her and tore away the mask. (A moonrise never stood a chance against a solar flare.)

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    ARC ONE.

    Set during the events of season one. The 100 have landed and discovered that the ground is now surviveable—but they are not, as they'd believed, the only humans on Earth. Grounders are a looming threat, along with in-fighting amongst their own. Yet not all is doom and gloom on the ground. There is beauty all around them, and Octavia is determined to find it.
    ARC TWO.
    Set during season two. Things have only grown more dangerous on the ground, driving all of the 100 to extreme measures simply to survive. Octavia's been learning the Grounders' ways as quickly as she can, both fascinated by their culture and determined to fight. It's all about survival now, and thus it's grown less and less easy for Octavia to find the beauty in a world so steeped in bloodshed. Worse still, she's begun to fear that in doing whatever it takes to stay alive, she's starting to lose the parts of her that make her worthy of living.
    ARC THREE.
    Set after season two. Mount Weather has fallen and those who remain alive have returned to Camp Jaha—but their troubles are far from over. With the truce between Skaikru and Trigedakru broken, tensions are once again high between the two groups, and many of their own still suffer the scars left by what they've experienced thus far on the ground.

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    BROKEN DOWN ON MEMORY LANE.

    A verse set ten years into the future. In the aftermath of what happened at Mount Weather, Jasper broke down and lashed out, killing several of his friends—including Bellamy. After a decade of hunting him down with intent to kill, Octavia found herself unable to finish what she'd set out to do. Maybe it was the ten years of isolation, or maybe something more deeply messed up than she cares to consider. Either way, for some reason she's decided to keep him around—and to let him live. For now.

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    TOOTH AND CLAW.

    An AU that takes place in the NBC television series Grimm. Octavia is a Versteckatze, a species believed to be extinct by the larger wesen community. Having escaped the prisonlike community of their kin with her brother when she was 13, Octavia's been running ever since, never staying in the same place very long for fear of being found by their family. She currently shares an apartment with Jasper, a Schattenkriecher she's grown fond of quite quickly. This is by far the longest she's stayed in one place since leaving her childhood home, and she hopes that won't be changing anytime soon.

    heroes

    HURRY UP AND SAVE THE WORLD.

    A verse set in the world of NBC's Heroes. Octavia was born and raised among the gifted individuals of the Sullivan Bros. traveling carnival. When her photokinetic abilities first surfaced—(initially manifesting in the form of rendering herself invisible)—her mom and brother made a point of concealing it from their fellow performers in the hopes of keep her from being exploited for her gift the way the rest of them often were. But there's something unsavory lurking under the big top, and though the carnival is considered a haven for people with unusual gifts, it sometimes feels more like a cage.

    dragon age

    HERE LIES THE ABYSS.

    A verse set in the Dragon Age video game series. Octavia is a mage whose family went to great pains trying to protect her from the Circle. When her magic manifested, she was still incredibly young, and rather than risk it being discovered her mother and brother decided to move their small family to another village where no one knew them. Once there, they hid Octavia away from the town—allowed them to believe Bellamy was Aurora's only child while he, in turn, sought to join the Templar order so he might better understand how to keep his sister safe.

    But when Octavia was sixteen years old, she and her magic were discovered. As a result, she found herself suddenly ripped away from her family—a mother who died trying to protect her and a brother whose place in the Order was immediately stripped from him for deliberately hiding a mage. Octavia was taken to the Circle in Val Royeux, and spent five long years there under the scrutiny of the Templars before the White Spire fell to revolution.

    harry potter

    TOIL AND TROUBLE.

    A Harry Potter AU that places Octavia at Hogwarts during the Golden Trio's era. She's a half-blood witch and a proud member of Slytherin House, but that does not prevent her from befriending members of other houses—or enjoying a few butterbeers with them after a close game of Quidditch.

    hunger games

    THIS IS HOW WE BURN.

    An AU set in the Hunger Games universe. Despite all the efforts and sacrifices Bellamy made to keep her safe after his own victory in the Games, Octavia is reaped at age 16. Now her brother is forced to mentor his own baby sister in the hope of keeping her alive once she enters the arena. It all seems so incredibly surreal to her—until she hears the countdown to imminent bloodshed, and reality is suddenly all too near.

    percy jackson

    ARES'S BAKING COMPANY.

    A verse taking place within the world of Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Octavia is a child of Ares—and, to some extent, Aphrodite, as they shared the night with Aurora that led to O's conception. Almost immediately upon the Blakes's arrival at Camp Halfblood, Octavia was sent on a quest with three children of Apollo: Jasper, Brett, and Sigyn. It was not a pleasant journey, and she returned half-dead after taking a blow meant for Jasper, the least welcoming of the three. But in the end she survived, and forged a strong bond with all three of them.

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    THAT GIRL IS A PROBLEM.

    Once a small child separated from her brother in the foster care system, Octavia was taken in by a secret government agency that trains an elite group of teenage spies. After faking her own death, O decided to try and lead a normal life, posing as a Canadian exchange student living with the Griffin family and attending the same high school as Clarke. Unbeknownst to her, Bellamy is working at the school as a custodian, trying to save up enough money to look for her again.

    modern

    GRAND THEFT AUTUMN.

    Set during high school.
    THE FUTURE IS BULLETPROOF.
    Set during college.

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