Are they still just besties if they occasionally sleep in the same bed, yearn to be around one another 99% of the time, have dreams about each other that range from relatively provocative to just straight up porn, stare longingly into each others eyes from time to time, have touches that linger and tingle, "fake" flirt with one another, call each other pet names when teasing, and trauma bond together?
Character Aesthetics ▷ Bellamy Blake
who we are, and who we need to be to s u r v i v e are very different things.
I’m not sure if someone already commented on this #but I gotta fangirl #I just noticed that Bell not only keeps grasping Clarke’s arm WAY after she’s safely on the ground #but when Murphy does the same #Bell freaking SHOVES him away from her like #fuck no, dude #she’s mine #only I get to give her unnecessary touches #and Murphy quickly stumbles back like #yes sir #lolz #I’M CRYING #Bell’s been territorial over Clarke since ep. 2 #poor kid has wanted her for so long #just wait a little longer, Bell honey #I have faith in s4
You know what… I never considered doing writing requests on here again—not because I don't want to but because I haven't done that kind of thing since I started on tumblr like 10 years ago (with legend of korra too lmfao).
But I love interacting with Bellamy Blake lovers more LMFAO so if there are any bellamy blake requests pls feel free to send a message to my inbox!! it would also be good for a writing break from NOSA keke :3
televison meme: [13/15] relationships → Lincoln and Octavia ↳ You made her strong. She was already strong.
Longing in Love Starters
❥ I notice everything about them, and I hate how naturally I’ve memorized the way their laugh curves at the end.
❥ Every time they look at me, I forget whatever clever thing I was about to say. Which is probably a blessing.
❥ I don’t know when it happened, but they’ve started showing up in the spaces between my thoughts.
❥ I sit closer than I need to. Not close enough to be obvious, just close enough to feel the warmth.
❥ They touched my hand for a second. A blink. A breath. And I’ve been replaying it for hours.
❥ I tell myself it’s nothing, but my heart keeps writing poetry anyway.
❥ Sometimes I think I hear their voice in a crowd and my chest tightens before my brain even catches up.
❥ I want to tell them. God, I almost do. But the fear of losing what we have keeps my mouth shut.
❥ There’s a tenderness in the way they say my name that makes me believe they see me.
❥ I don’t want to fall for them. I just want to stay where we are forever. And maybe that’s worse.
“Bellamy! Are you alright?”
The bulge is to distract you in combat dipshit
Pale skin + blue eyes. Omg he’s my type。゚(゚´Д`゚)゚。
yeah, so...is this the part where we...shake hands?
call me mimi or ñaño. he/him. 25 y.o.creative crawling out of a slump.love romance, fantasy, horror, and stories that revolve around trans bipoc.
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