I don't have time for Bellarke Baiting

bellamy:

bellamy:

bellamy:

Dont you are imagine Harper and Monty pregnant with a baby boy

Don’t even think about them naming that boy Jasper.

Don’t you dare imagine Emori helping them pick out the colors for the nursery

Or Clarke showing Harper how to care for the baby

Or Bellamy building a crib threatening to kill anyone who touches it or the baby

Don’t think about Murphy being the protective yet sarcastic uncle that always seems to be left babysitting

Or Monty crying when he holds him for the first time

Don’t even think about Raven making baby monitors

Don’t you dare imagine Octavia teaching him to fight

Forget about Madi telling him bedtime stories like Clarke told her

― Charles Bukowski, Living on Luck

— born disasters || k.a.

Bellamy:

Diyoza: “The pills are between you and your wife.”

Kane: