Plagiarism, help!

Okay so I was just scrolling and found this one blog and someone said she (or he) is a really good writer so I was scrolling down their blog until I reach a story titled the same as one of mine and I just thought they shared mine. So just to make sure I scrolled and saw that this person had actually "published" it on their blog, claiming it as their own. All they did to it was fix a few of my mistakes and put a few of their own in there for some reason. What should I do? Should I private message the person first or share it and ask about it publicly, or what? I'm just a little shocked and not even that mad. I'm honored that someone thinks my writing is so good that they want to say it as their own but it is still wrong and don't appreciate it. Thank you guys for your help! I really want to hear your opinions on this matter!

I Know

~you get hurt and Jasper gets protective

~sorry if you don’t like this, i don’t know why but my mind is everywhere but in the writing mood

 “What happened?” you asked as you felt your feet dragging across the ground while your arms hung over two different people. 

“You got shot.” you heard Monroe say on your left side.

“Where?” you asked, trying to remember what happened.

“In your lower right side in your stomach.” Miller said on your right.

“I don’t think anything important is right there. Did it go threw?” you asked, gripping hard onto their shoulders when your leg got caught on something, tugging you, making you feel where you got shot suddenly. “Ow!”

“No.” 

“Great.” you said as you finally looked up to see the camp gates opening for you guys. “Wait, who shot me?” you asked looking up at the two. They both looked at you, then at each other, then forward, not saying anything. “Guys!”

“What the hell happened?’ Clarke asked as she ran up to you guys, looking down at your bloody shirt.

“Monty’s gun just went off and shot her, it didn’t go threw though.” Miller said as you waited for the gurney to come over, which didnt take long. As you were getting on it Jasper came running over.

“Monty shot her!” Jasper yelled once he finally reached you guys.

“It was an accident.” you said as you remembered what happened. The gun got stuck and it just went off.  But right as you said that Monty came rushing threw the gates.

“Y/N I am so sorry!” Monty said.

“What the hell Monty!” Jasper yelled as he jumped across everyone, tackling him to the ground.

“Guys stop! Miller, Monroe, bring her to the tent!” Clarke yelled all in one breath. Jasper got off of Monty quickly and followed behind, grasping your hands.Once you got into the tent and laid down onto the bed Clarke started to cut open your t-shirt. When she saw the wound it was still gushing blood, and you felt Jasper hold onto your hand harder, probably trying not to pass out. “Give my the tweezers!” Clarke yelled to Miller. Once Clarke got them in her grasps she was about to reach into the bullet wound when Jasper grabbed her hand.

“Do we not have anything to give her?” Jasper asked panicked.

“No, so give her something to bite on and lets get this done with now.” Clarke said as she tugged her arm back and started to go to the bullet wound again. Jasper reached over and wrapped up a random piece of medical wrap and put it in your mouth. The moment it was placed and you were biting down you felt the tweezers start to enter the bullet wound and you started screaming out in pain. It only lasted a few seconds before you passed out from the pain.

When you came to, you were all wrapped up and fully bandaged.Looked over you saw a tired looking Jasper. Smiling you reached up and brushed your fingers across his cheek, waking him up quickly. 

“You’re up!” he said as he helped you sit up in bed. “Oh thank god you’re up!” he said. When you went to go respond you felt lips on yours getting cut off. Smiling into the kiss, you felt his hands raise to you face and hold you there.

“What was that for?” you asked when he pulled away.

“I thought you were going to die and I love you so much.” he said as he went back in for another kiss. Laughing you pulled back a little and looked at him.

“You aren’t allowed to be mad at Monty, you know that right?” you asked him.

“I know.” He said as he closed the gap between you two again, not planning on opening it again for a while.

Dating Bellamy Would Be Like.....

• him being protective over you

• teaching you how to fight 

• teaching you how to use a gun and knife 

• him hugging you each time he sees you after being apart (even if it was just for a few minutes) 

• kissing you before he leaves to do anything  

• him being hesitant of telling you that he loves you at first 

• once he does he tells you every five seconds 

• him getting jealous easily 

• angry sex 

• passionate sex 

• after a stressful day he will just rest his head in your lap so you can run your hands through his hair making him doze off 

• if you are ever in the mood and he's too tired he'll let you do all the work 

• him sharing everything that runs through his mind with you, then feeling bad like he just put all this burden on you so you have to convince him each time you rather go through hell with him then let him walk it alone 

• always having your back

Bellamy Blake

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Let Me Take Care Of You

Summary: After Murphy returns back to camp from being banished and tortured you help take care of him. But Murphy feels like you are hovering over him too much so he blows up at you. Then he realizes what he has done and apologizes to you.

Warning: nothing really

“Murphy what are you doing?” you asked as you walked over to him, wrapping up gauz that was in your hand as he was climbing up the wall that surrounded the camp.

“Anything. Something. As long as it isn’t resting in that stupid tent anymore.” he retaliated.

“The reason you need to be resting in that stupid tent is because you are hurt. And you have a nack for getting people annoyed with you so the last thing anyone needs is you hurting yourself even more.” you said as you looked up at him from the ground with your hands on your hip.

“I’m fine. I have every little stupid mark on that tent engraved into the back of my eyelids. What I need is to walk around and do something. If you have a problem with that then just leave.” Murphy said back, getting annoyed.

 “So you can hurt yourself and have no one hear, no thanks.” you said, getting annoyed too.

“What, do you really have nothing better to do than watch me 24/7 Y/N?” Murphy asked.

“What?” you asked, squinting your eyes while looking up at him like he was the most stupid person in the whole world.

“Literally all you have done since I have returned is watch over me every second of everyday. I need a breath from seeing your face every five seconds. One person can only take being babied so much.” Murphy said, throwing his hands up in the air.

“You need a breath from seeing me? Murphy do you really think my dream is to take care of some ungrateful jerk like you everyday? Of course it isn’t, but if I don’t then no one will because everyone else rather pack their schedule than help you! So you know what, I’m sorry I was trying to be nice and help you when no one else would! Next time you get hurt I’ll make sure to let you figure it out on your own!” you yelled and threw the gauze you had rolled up at him, making him fumble as he tried to catch it when it bounced off his chest. With that you turned on your heels and left a dumbfounded Murphy behind you.

A few days had gone by of you avoid and ignoring Murphy every chance you got until he literally cornered you in your tent at the end of the day. You had just gotten your pajamas out of the bag they were crumpled in when you heard the flap of your tent open and shut, it was hard to hear because it was down pouring outside. Expecting it to be Clarke or someone you just kept getting your clothes out until he spoke, making you jump ten feet in the air.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you i thought you heard me come in.” he said quietly as he pushed his soaking wet hair back with one hand.

“I did, but I thought you were someone I actually liked.” you said as you rolled your eyes and turned back around to finish what you were doing.

“Can we talk?” he asked, sounding almost annoyed, like he normally does.

“I don’t know, can we? I don’t want to say yes and sound to desperate to be near you.” you said sarcastically.

“Great so we can.” he said, ignoring your last statement as he stepped closer to you and crossed his arm over his chest.

“I don’t know what we have to talk about? Unless you are here to apologize for being an ass than we have something to talk about.” you said as you turned around and glared at him. You realized just how soaking wet he was, his hair was dripping, his face looked like he was sweating enough to build a river, and his jacket looked soak all the way threw. For a second you were tempted to grab the extra clothes you had collected from the drop ship and give to him but then you remember how much a dick he was to you earlier.

“i am here to apologize.” he said as he looked down at you. “I’m sorry for being such a jerk to you when you were the only one willing to help me. I’m sorry for snapping at you. I’m sorry for saying you had no life. And most of all I’m sorry for taking advantage of you and expecting that you will always be there for me.” he said as he was looking everywhere else but you while apologizing until the last one. For that apology he looked you straight in the eyes. 

“That’s better.” you smiled up at him. You two just stood there for a moment until you remembered the other clothes. “Oh! I have some clothes if you want some dry clothes.” you said as you turned around and picked up the folded clothes in the corner of your tent with one hand. 

As you turned around you suddenly felt a hand on the back of your neck and a pair or wet lips on yours.It took you a second to realize what was going on but once you did you threw the folded clothes to the side and cupped Murphy’s face with your hands. Murphy did his cocky little smile into the kiss as he moved his hands to your hip and turned you two ninety degrees and started walking into you. You gave up on trying to walk with him when he stepped on your toes for a second time and just jumped onto him.Before you knew it your back had hit your mattress and Murphy was hovering over you as your lips were still attached. He was the one too pull away first. With a cocky smile on his face he looked you up and down.

“Let me take care of you tonight.” he said as he kissed your lips one more time before moving to your neck and started to bite and kiss it. It only took him a few seconds to find your sweet spot. As he was working on your neck you started to run your hands threw his soaking hair and his clothes were starting to drip water onto you. You were unsure if it was Murphy or the water that made you shiver, either way Murphy felt it. “You cold?” he asked as he looked down at you.

“I’m fine.” you said as you grabbed his face and started to kiss him again, just to have him pull away again. Looking up you saw a little smile tugging at the corner of his lips. 

“Let me warm you up.” he said with a smirk as he started to kiss down your body.