God I Really Fucking Love The Fated Mates Trope, I Can't Lie. There's Something So Beautiful About Fate

Bellamy and his tan shirt in s3 and s4

GET TO KNOW ME: ♡ [4/15] Male Characters: ☆ Bellamy Blake (The 100)

Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.

octavia blake in every episode: day trip

Annie: There are legends of people born with the gift of making music so true, it can pierce the veil between life and death; conjuring spirits from the past...and the future. In ancient Ireland, they were called Filí. In Choctaw land, they called them Fire Keepers. And in West Africa, they were called Griots. This gift can bring healing to their communities. But it also...attracts evil....

Sinners (2025)

Shepard v Kai leng wip hehe

"Your cheeks shall not be stained with tears again. I won't allow it."

enemies to lovers where they really hate eachother but somehow their words have a tint of flirt in it and I'm struggling to find them🙏🙏

Flirty Threats

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

"Are you laughing at me?" "Yeah, I am. What are you going to do about it?"

"Wipe that smile off your face before I do it for you."

"And you think you can get away with threatening me?"

"What made you think you can talk to me like that?"

"Are you still thinking about me? Is that why you're so unfocused?" "You wish."

"You really think you have that much of an impact in my life?"

"Do as I say."

"Oh, you think you're hot stuff?"

"Take a shower, [last name], I can smell you from here." "Care to join me?" "In your dreams."

"I don't think you realize how angry you make me." "Aw, I have that much of an effect on you?"

"Wow, Love. You've really outdone yourself this time."

"Trying out a new nickname, are we?"

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.

One Year of The 100  |  Day 2: Favorite Male Character → Bellamy Blake

“You expect us to trust a Grounder? This is our home now. We built this from nothing with our bare hands! Our dead are buried behind that wall in this ground! Our ground! The Grounders think they can take that away. They think that because we came from the sky, we don’t belong here. But they’ve yet to realize one very important fact: We are on the ground now, and that means we are Grounders!”