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An intellectual? Yes. And never deny it. An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself. I like this because I am happy to be both halves, the watcher and the watched. “Can they be brought together?” This is a practical question. We must get down to it. “I despise intelligence” really means: “I cannot bear my doubts.”

Albert Camus

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― Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

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― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

[text ID: I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.]

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MALINA APPRECIATION WEEK - DAY 1: FAVORITE SCENE   “mal, you’re here. …wait, you’re here. what for?” “the usual.”

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*Malina Week Day 1: Favorite Scene*

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@the100writers

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bellamy blake smiling at clarke griffin  😊 😊 😊

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Bellarke Reunion Post 5x09 After Bellamy fights in the ring (LOVE CONFESSION)

“I thought I was going to die.... I thought I was going to die without being able to tell you.... And look I know you hate me right now for what I did to Madi, but I need you..... I need you to know how it is that I feel about you and have felt for over six years. Clarke... I love you. I love you more than there are stars up in the universe — and trust me I’ve seen them, there’s a lot — I love you more than any word could ever express... I love you more with every single breathe I take. And the thought of never being able to tell you that... it was one that haunted me everyday up in space. I had the stars up there with me and not a single one could compare to how I feel when I’m with you. And I know you’ve always known deep down. But you’re more than just my best friend. You’re my partner, my other half, my soulmate... And I can’t imagine going on with the rest of my life without you by my side. Even if you’re not with me, I need you... with me. I truly am sorry Clarke. I never meant to hurt you and especially not Madi. I tried to use my head... like you taught me... and I’m so sorry I was the one who got you hurt because of it. And I don’t wish to justify my actions, but I need you to know that I did it all for you. For us all. For a peaceful home. For a future. Together.”

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bellarke + the ever-growing list of other people seeing it

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I miss bellamys face please let him shave the beard in s6 PLEASE JROTH

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My First Bellarke FanFic

(Takes place after 5x08)

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Bellamy begins to pant rapidly as he continues to run along the corridor. He had just left Octavia’s war strategizing room and was heading towards the boiler room, where Clarke was being held.

He reached his hand up to touch his eye and felt wetness. He had been tearing up. He didn’t want to hurt his sister, he didn’t want to poison her. It had been the most painful thing he had to do since he left Clarke behind to die six years ago. But he understood it had to be done.

As he carefully peered by the corner, he sees three guards placed by the door. He takes a moment to finally breathe and proceeds to run towards them.

“Hey, you shouldn’t be down here.” One of the guards tell him.

“It’s my sister. Somethings happened to her. We were in her room talking, when all of a sudden she collapsed on the floor and she’s not waking up.” He says in the middle of pants.

Two of the guards quickly let go of their post and run the direction in which Bellamy had come, while the other remains guarding the door. He didn’t want to fight, but this guard was clearly not going to move. So he punched him on the side of his face, and knocked him out. He slowly crouched down and grabbed the key that was loosely hanging from his waist.

As he approached the door, he realized this was the room he had been locked in the night of the conclave. The night he thought he was going to lose his sister. And here he now was six years later, losing his sister and about to free the girl who had given the orders to close the door. The world sure does love to torture us with its irony.

He enters the room, and there she is. Chained up to a pole whilst kneeling down on the floor. He rushes to her and she looks up.

“Bellamy...”

“I’ll get you out of here.” He says softly and proceeds to look around the room for something to cut the chains with.

Off in the corner hidden behind a large pipe, he sees a fire axe glass cabinet on the wall. Before he can think of anything else he steps back, and punches the glass with his fist.

There’s blood on his hands, but that isn’t his main concern at the moment. He reaches for the axe while careful of the remaining shards, and heads back to Clarke.

“Bellamy that was reckless. One of those shards could’ve gone inside of your skin and a small piece could’ve entered your bloodstream.” Clarke says, clearly concerned and annoyed at his careless, impulsive behavior.

“You through?”

Bellamy grabs her wrists and notices that the chain is incredibly short. In other words, things could go horribly wrong.

Clarke notices the predicament they’re in and simply says, “I trust you.”

Six years. Six years and seven days and she still trusted him.

With that Bellamy stepped back, Clarke closed her eyes, and next thing he knew he was swinging the axe behind him and striking a mere few inches from Clarke’s hands.

She opened her eyes and smiled while massaging her wrists, as he let out a breath of relief.

“Thanks,” was all she said as she stood up and grabbed his hand. Bellamy was taken aback at first, but then rolled his eyes when he realized she was simply checking his injury.

“Clarke I’m fine.” He said as he tried to pull back but she wouldn’t give in.

“Let me at least check that there aren’t any stray pieces of glass.” She quickly examined it and let go of the bloody hand as she looked up into his teary eyes.

“What happened? Why are you here?” She sensed something else was wrong.

“It doesn’t matter. We have to go.” He said as he turned around to walk towards the door. Before he can move any further, Clarke grabs ahold of his arm and pulls him back towards her.

“Bellamy, you were crying. Why?”

“Clarke, we need to go.” He says growing impatient.

“Bellamy...” It leaves her mouth very softly, yet stern.

She’s still as stubborn as she used to be. He knows she’s not going to stop until he talks.

“I talked to Octavia.” He said finally giving in.

“And?” She knew she wasn’t going to pardon her. If she had he wouldn’t be here breaking her out.

“I told her I was the one who made a deal with Diyosa.”

After a moment of silent panicking, “Bellamy why would you do that?! She’ll put us in the ring to fight!”

“She can’t anymore.” He starts to tear up thinking of what he did.

“What do you mean she can’t?”

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“I gave her some of Monty’s algae.” Clarke broadens her eyes, coming to the realization of what Bellamy had done. What Bellamy had done for her.

“I poisoned her,” he finishes. A single tear falls from his eyes and he quickly wipes it off looking away from Clarke.

“I-I’m so sorry. I’m sorry that I was the one who put you in a position where you had to choose.” Clarke knows how much Octavia means to Bellamy. And the fact that her being in danger led him to make that kind of decision, broke her heart.

Bellamy finally turns around. “Hey,” he says as he shakes his head. “She was going to have you executed,” he caresses her face. “It was the only choice.”

She looks up at him and smiles.

At that moment they’re so lost in each other eyes, they don’t hear the footsteps slowly approaching down the corridor.

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So I finally decided to make a Bellarke edit and this is the end result!

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So I removed the background music from The List Scene™ and it’s like 10X softer than it was before. It just feels more real and raw.

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Now that it is canonly confirmed that Bellamy loves Clarke, here are a bunch of shots from 4x01 that can now be looked at in a new light:

Like seriously…

Bellamy is…

always frickin…

looking at…

Clarke.

And let’s not forget about this freak out…

…when Echo took Clarke (for the 2nd frickin time).

…And don’t even get me started on “personal space?…

….What is personal space?” Blarke.

I’m just saying that it was A LOT….

…for just one episode.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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These “Non-Romantic Soulmates” look pretty romantic to me. 

Poem- Soulmate Stories | Nikita Gill (via untamedunwanted)

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5x05 | 5x06

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bellarke + reunions