Do you think Bellarke is going to happen this season?
Hi anon! My answer to this is that we will definitely
get some sort of
confession. I’m not specifying the type of confession because I believe it’ll
differ between Bellamy and Clarke. I personally believe that Bellamy will
confess his feelings for Clarke because we already saw how close he got;
however, I can’t say the same for Clarke unless a situation comes where she
feels like she may truly lose him. What I do think will happen is some sort of
acknowledgement that will let them move forward, that is, if the impending apocalypse actually allows it.
To me, Clarke is not really “in love” with
Bellamy. I say this because Clarke and Bellamy haven’t had the time to really
define their relationship and there’s been countless obstacles, particularly
with Clarke having two love interests. But, at the same time, she is aware that
her love for him goes beyond the love you have for your friends. That Bellamy
is more than just a companion of sorts - he’s her constant. Someone who is a
part of what she feels is home. I believe she’s coming to terms with who
Bellamy is to her and right now (I’ll write a meta exploring this in more
depth), she knows that she sees him in her future. But she isn’t questioning how he fits into that future. Bellamy is more to her than
a potential lover, he is a huge part of why she’s fighting every day. She sees
Bellamy and she sees a reason to have hope. She doesn’t know what they may
eventually become but whatever it is, she’s fighting for the simple existence
of that future.
This season, Clarke has been more adamant about
surviving. As I explained in my meta, her faith in their survival is what allows Clarke to
push this aside because she believes Bellamy and her have
a chance. A chance to figure out what
they mean to each other, a chance to live rather than just survive as they’ve
done tirelessly. But it’s a chance that will come later for her. A recurring
message throughout the season has been prioritising survival above actual
“We won’t just survive, we’ll thrive.”
“First we survive, then we find our humanity again.”
Unlike Bellamy who’s become more wary of time and sees
now as the best time to profess his feelings (read @craterhead‘s wonderful meta about
Bellamy in 4x06 here), Clarke hasn’t confronted time in that sense as of
yet. She cut Bellamy off because she believes that there will be a better time for that. Because Bellamy will live.
He will get to say whatever he wanted to say to her because his survival isn’t
a question to her. Their future together is a big part of what she’s fighting
for. Humanity’s survival isn’t a fight she’s ready to admit she can lose. At
least not as of yet. However, if Clarke comes to that situation (it doesn’t
feel unlikely) there’s always a possibility she’ll say a few words to Bellamy.
About what “special” really means to her; what he means to her.
As for Bellamy, I definitely
think that he’ll profess his feelings this season and how Clarke takes it will
depend on the situation. Nevertheless, it will be a massive step towards the
two progressing their relationship. I believe a kiss is possible but it
won’t come in a relaxed situation and neither will their confessions. Hope that
answered your question :)
The murmuring downstairs was faint but distinct and the relief Hiccup felt was palpable. His dad was distracted and that was always the best possible scenario whenever he came home this late. There’d be no lectures, no speeches about responsibilities. Hiccup could just go to bed and worry about all that tomorrow, when the sun was shining and the Terrible Terrors were singing from the rooftops.
Hiccup was pulling off his flight suit and tugging on more comfortable clothes for sleeping when he heard a distinctive peal of laughter filter up from downstairs. Hiccup froze, listening with all his attention. He crept toward his door, cracking it open just a bit.
“–and I said tell that to the other guy!” his dad bellowed, following it up with a riotous laugh.
That familiar peal of laughter exploded again and Hiccup’s heart skipped a beat. Astrid.
“You didn’t?” she laughed, “Okay, what do you think about this?”
There was silence and Hiccup frowned. He inched the door open just a little, sticking his ear out to hear better.
“Yes,” his dad said at length, “That will do it, Astrid. You know, I really have to thank you for helping with this. It’s not usually something you should be involved with.”
“But it involves me,” Astrid replied. Hiccup could hear the smile in her voice. “And it’s fun.”
Stoick chortled. “If only Hiccup thought so.”
Hiccup couldn’t take it anymore and practically tripped out of his door in his haste, his prosthetic clattering against the stairs as he came down too fast. Stoick and Astrid both looked up from the table, eyes wide. His dad frowned.
“Ah, look, Astrid. It’s the Pride of Berk, home long after he promised.”
Astrid’s face softened, a smile on her lips. “Just in time.”
“Uh, hi dad. Hi Astrid,” Hiccup said as casually as he could, sauntering toward the table with exaggerated steps, “What’s going on?”
Astrid smirked. “Oh, nothing,” she said, sliding a piece of parchment toward him.
Hiccup looked at and frowned as he read the list. Food, mead, guests, flowers, ancestral sword… wait. Was this…? Hiccup looked up at his father and Astrid.
“Uh, whose wedding are you planning?” he asked, his mouth dry.
Astrid’s smile widened and Stoick gave him a stern, even look.
“Yours,” he said flatly, “since you won’t and I want grandchildren before I’m too old to chase them around.”
Hiccup felt all the blood drain from his face. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to marry Astrid, it was just they were young and there was so much to do. He hadn’t even asked her yet. How could they be planning their wedding? That was just…
Astrid’s laughter cut through his panic. She was doubled over, laughing so hard she couldn’t breathe. She pointed at him, gasping for breath. “You should see your face!”
Hiccup looked to his dad and found that he was fighting laughter, too. Hiccup frowned.
“Great guys, just laugh it up. I’m glad our nuptials are so hilarious.”
Astrid wiped tears from her face. “It’s Snotlout’s cousin’s wedding,” she explained.
Hiccup stared at her. “You said you were involved.”
“Oh, seems we have an eavesdropper in our midst, Astrid,” Stoick said.
“Must have been interested in the conversation,” Astrid said, smirking.
“Why are you involved?” Hiccup asked, his eyes locked on hers.
Astrid narrowed her eyes. “Maybe it’s my wedding.”
“What?!” Hiccup squeaked.
This only made Astrid and Stoick collapse into laughter again. Hiccup slumped onto the bench, exhausted by his day and this…nonsense.
“Oh Thor,” he muttered, burying his face in his hands.
Astrid reached across the table and closed her fingers around one of his hands, pulling it away from his face. “My cousin is marrying Snot’s cousin. That’s how I’m involved.”
Hiccup looked into her face, blue eyes bright with amusement, and felt a very large measure of relief. Stoick stood up, his hand dropping on Hiccup’s shoulder, a heavy weight.
“Well, I’m going to head to bed. I’ll let you two talk about the details,” he said.
Hiccup opened his mouth to protest, but Stoick cut him off. “Part of being chief, Hiccup. You may as well learn how now.”
Hiccup’s mouth snapped shut and he stared at the parchment in front of him on the table. He glanced up at Astrid and she smiled back. He wondered what it would be like when they planned their own wedding. Would they sit at this table and mull over the details? Hash out the guest list? Pick flowers? He watched Astrid as she pulled the page back toward her and started writing something, a small smile on her lips. Hiccup grinned. It could be fun, maybe…
“Oh, and Hiccup?” Stoick called down the stairs, “the next wedding we plan better be yours. I wasn’t joking about the grandchildren.”
Hiccup’s eyes jumped to Astrid and she snorted in response.
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