"Octavia was the only person in the world who truly knew him. There was no one else he really cared about seeing again. But then he glanced over at Clarke, who was leaning over to breathe in the scent of a bright pink flower, the sun catching the gold strands in her hair, and suddenly he wasn't so sure."

for the ship I'm absolute trash for. with season three only a short two weeks away, I've dived into the bellarke tag on tumblr and have read countless bellarke fanfiction. no regrets.
(edit by @itspeterpaninwonderland on tumblr)

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