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[scarringstars]

BELLAMY BLAKE APPRECIATION WEEK 2025 day seven ► free choice ► bellarke

[bellarke]

BELLAMY BLAKE APPRECIATION WEEK 2025 Day 7 ⇝ Free Choice ⟿ Rewatching the show, Bellamy and Clarke's relationship, screaming "WHAT WAS THE GODDAMN POINT?! WHAT WAS THE POINT, JASON?! Fans deserve better. They deserve better."

[clarkgriffon]

BELLAMY BLAKE APPRECIATION WEEK ↳ Day Seven ∞ Free Choice

[bellamyblake]

Bellamy Blake appreciation week 2025

Day 3: Bellamy + favorite outfit: Bellamy's guard jacket

Headcanon moment: He uses it for everything, it's a pillow and a blanket, it keeps him warm and safe as much as one can be in that word. It's also the weight of responsibility on his shoulders-to keep the kids and camp safe, a responsibility that he often finds as heavy as being a big brother to Octavia was. It's the one thing he puts on when he leaves the small room they've given him in Arkadia and the last piece of clothing he takes off and hangs by the door at night. Sometimes he looks at it and drags his hand over the back, wondering what his mom would say if she could see him wearing it now. It has been her idea for him to join the guards so they could keep Octavia safe and he had failed. Now years later, he had failed even more people and he often wondered if he deserved to wear it at all.

[okmcintyre]

Bellamy Blake Appreciation Week: Day 6: Bellamy + poem - ‘old man by atticus (love her wild, 2017)'

[togetherkru]

Bellamy Blake Appreciation Week 2025

Day 1 : Bellamy + home

"And now you're home"

[bellamygifs]

Hey, everyone! I'm quite late this year (or early depending on the point of view, I guess) but it's finally here! I'm sorry I couldn't organize an event in 2024, I was planning to do so in December but unfortunately due to work and life, I had no time but here we are now! I hope you and Bellamy will forgive me for being so late but I still hope we can give out our love to this character, who I know a lot of us still carry in our hearts!

As usually, prompts are open to not just gifs but also headcanons, fanfics, edits, moodboards, meta and anything you feel like creating! After all, the whole point of this is to celebrate our boy!

This event will run from Monday January 27th till Sunday February 2nd!

Bellamy Blake appreciation week 2025 (with an apollogetic look on 2024):

Day 1: Bellamy + home/family: here the idea is rather easy, it can be Bellamy plus what you believed was his home for him or what an ideal one would've been, it can be an AU or a gif/edit from the show that you believed represented his home and family best!

Day 2: Bellamy + Octavia/ Favorite sibling scene: Octavia's an important part of Bellamy's life, one that's controversial and either loved or hated by many of people in the fandom but still the truth remains that at their core they loved each other! Find a favorite scene or dialogue that you believed best described who they were to each other or simple a scene that you enjoyed!

Day 3: Bellamy + favorite outfit: this could be again anything-the blue or the tan shirt, the jacket, pre-ground Bellamy, janitor!Bellamy, desciple!Bellamy looking great in white! Bellamy on the ring! Anything to appreciate our boy's looks!

Day 4: Bellamy + trauma: of course Bellamy has been through a lot and I feel a bit guilty picking that subject up but I think it's important that somebody talked about that boy's feelings (since he himself isn't!). This can be a scene that you thought broke him, a scene where he shows his pain or a scene where he's mentally punishing himself! In other words, it can also be your favorite sad scene!

Day 5: Bellamy + mythology/nerd moment: this is basically celebrating our cute nerdy boy! It can be any scene where our book mythology loving nerd Bell shows his knowledge on ancient greek characters or anything that you love when it comes to this side of his character!

Day 6: Bellamy + poem: this is a bit of a challenge but here I'd like us to try and find the poem that we think best describes Bell; In simple words it can be Bellamy + favorite quote or lyrics, basically whatever you feel like! A poem can also be understood as his poetic take on life and what he thought was his poem on the show (another character or a particular event!) Basically you can run wild and free!

Day 7: Free choice: as usually this can be anything. AU gif or edit, favorite moment, favorite dynamic with other characters, a celebration post about our boy! Whatever comes to mind!

You can tag your creations with #bbaw25 or #bellamyblakeappreciation2025 so we can reblog them!

[who-needs-reality-anyways]

Bellamy Blake: A Seven Season Anthology

Season 7: Fix-it Fic by Me (Read on Ao3 HERE)

**FYI: Technically this isn’t just from Bellamy’s POV. I just pulled the partial scene from my fic because it had heavy bellarke feels.**

“I’m so sorry,” Bellamy says, and for the first time since they found him, Clarke believes him. She rests her interlaced fingers on the top of her head and lets out a sigh of relief. His voice is broken, and it takes all her strength to not break down with him. Bellamy is back. 

Murphy doesn’t wait long before pulling his friend to his feet and into a tight embrace. Bellamy is hesitant for a second, but he eventually reciprocates. Clarke watches him closely, as if he will sink back into Disciple Blake the moment she takes her eyes off him. Bellamy feels the same, his eyes never leaving hers even as he greets everyone else in the room. 

When the boys separate, Emori pulls him in next. “It’s good to have you back.” Again, his and Clarke’s eye contact never breaks. 

Not until now, anyways. Bellamy wraps his arms around his girlfriend, but something seems off. Her hands go around to his back, but he barely feels it. He looks at her and leans in to brush his lips against hers, but she moves her head and kisses his cheek instead. 

Lastly, Bellamy approaches Clarke. The shed is small, and in three big steps she is in his arms. Clarke feels the tension leave his body and his breath tickle her hair as he exhales. She wasn’t sure if she would ever get to feel like this again. 

“I thought I lost you,” she whispers in his ear, refusing to let the tears burning behind her eyes fall. Clarke nuzzles into the crook of his neck, breathing him in. 

“You will never lose me, Clarke. I’ll always come home.” Bellamy’s hand rests at the nape of her neck, his fingertips just barely resting in her hair. They stay in that position longer than any of the other hugs lasted. 

A tear falls down Echo’s cheek, and Emori takes her hand in comfort. “We need to come up with a plan,” Emori says to get Bellamy and Clarke’s attention. 

The group forms a tight circle and speaks quietly. “Cadogan still wants the Flame, and I need to give it to him,” Clarke says. “We don’t know what he will do if we keep stalling.” 

“I remembered things from getting brainwashed.” Bellamy shudders at the memory. “Cadogan said to someone else in the room about gaining control of Bardo. Transcendence isn’t real, and he only hypes himself up as a savior to stay in power.” 

“We know,” Echo tells him. “We found the room in a big electrical closet and played the video. Gabriel figured out how the brainwashing worked and Cadogan’s hunger for power.” 

“Then I think we all know what needs to happen next.” Bellamy looks them all in the eyes. 

“We fake your death,” Murphy deadpans at the same time Bellamy says, “I go undercover with Cadogan.” 

“Are you insane?” Clarke gasps angrily. “There is no way that’s happening!” 

The others spit out agreements, even Echo who hasn’t been interested in anything so far. Bellamy didn’t expect them to like the idea, so he makes his case. “I’m the only one left he trusts, and I have all the knowledge a disciple should have. More, even. The other disciples are dead, and we still have something he wants. I will be the real inside man now!” 

Echo sighs and takes one step out the door. The siren is still blaring outside. “You should know I think this is a terrible idea. I’m going to find Hope and make sure she is alright.” 

“What’s wrong with her? She’s acting different.” Awkward tension fills the room, and Bellamy feels like he is missing something big. 

“It doesn’t matter right now, Bellamy. We are not letting you near Cadogan again!” Clarke starts pacing around the shed. 

“I don’t see another way out of this, Clarke!” 

Murphy tells him, “We could still tell him you’re dead. He clearly doesn’t care about the people that die while trying to get him what he wants.” 

“He’s too smart for that. If I were dead, he would need proof. He knows how hard you would work to get me back.” 

“What if I tell him you escaped and went back to Bardo to get more help? Then I give him the Flame, he leaves, and we try to destroy the stone,” Clarke suggests. 

“It won’t work. I have never known how to use the stone, so it’s not believable that I suddenly figured it out. Besides, Clarke, can you tell me you’d honestly leave all those innocent people on Bardo to keep getting brainwashed and controlled?” 

She grunts in frustration and runs her hand through hair as Emori says, “Hey, guys.” When they all look at her, she is staring through a small crack in the wall of the shed. “Cadogan just kicked the door of his shed open and is heading our way.” 

At some point, they now realize, the toxin alarm went silent. When no one went to get him, he probably thought they were stalling. 

“Ok we don’t have much time, maybe five minutes.” Clarke looks around the shed. There isn’t anything to use as a weapon or a door they can escape from without Cadogan seeing them. “Bellamy, get under the lowest shelf and get as close to the wall as you can. Murphy and Emori, you should go. He doesn’t think of you as a threat.” 

“And what will you do?” Murphy asks her, concerned. 

“I will think of something, just go!” The two of them reluctantly walk out, and Clarke starts running ideas through her head. She stops, though, when she finds Bellamy not moving, just staring at her. “What are you doing?” 

“I have to go undercover, Clarke, and you know it.” 

“No, you don’t!” She walks over to the self that runs along the left wall. “Please, just get under!” 

“If we don’t take this chance, you will be at square one again.” 

“I don’t care! Once they figure out you aren’t with them anymore, all it will take is another trip to that room and another dose of the drug. It’s not happening!” 

“It’s exactly what you did when I got you back from Josephine!” Bellamy yells. Then his shoulders slump, and he steps in front of Clarke. He takes her face in her hands, his thumbs gently caressing her cheeks that are wet with tears. “I didn’t understand how you could go back into that danger after we had worked so hard to get you out, but now I do. We have people to save.” 

Clarke leans her face into his right hand and looks up at him. “You have no idea how much I admire you for that, Bellamy, but this is not the same thing. When you got her out of my head, she was dead. There was no chance of her hurting me again. Cadogan, though? He has the means to do this to you and everyone else over and over if he has to. I am not losing you again.” 

“You won’t lose me.” 

“You don’t know that, and I can’t take that risk. I won’t. I already lost my mom. I have Madi, but I don’t know if I could survive without you by my side.”  

Bellamy doesn’t say anything, he just gently presses his forehead against Clarke’s. She feels every point of contact, and the heat spreads all the way down to her toes. They shouldn’t be doing this, Cadogan will be here any second, but that doesn’t make her pull away. What does, though, is what she heard him say while he was under the influence of the toxin, and he hasn’t had the chance to talk to Echo about it. Clarke isn’t even sure Bellamy knows he said it out loud for them all to hear. 

She steps back from him to beg one more time for him to hide, but the door opens, and Cadogan walks inside. Clarke is suddenly spun around with her arms twisted behind her back. “My Shepherd, she was behind the toxin. It was real, but she controlled it. Now she is out of tricks and is going to take you to the Key whether she likes it or not.” 

“Good to hear. All my men except you are dead, so she is your responsibility now.” Cadogan hands Bellamy a gun from one of the dead disciples and extends his arm towards the door. “Clarke, lead the way.”