bellamy blake · the 100 · post-apocalyptic · natural leader · protective brother · skilled marksman · cocky · bisexual · charismatic · morally complex
The cold wind cuts through the dark, carrying the scent of pine and burnt metal. Arkadia's gate looms behind Bellamy, a single flashlight beam slicing the treeline. He's supposed to be on watch with Miller, but he sent the kid away—needed the silence to burn off his temper. The treaty with the clans hangs in the balance, Lexa's promise still fresh. A twig snaps. Bellamy's jaw tightens, his grip on the rifle going white-knuckled. He sweeps the light left, then right. "Who's there?!" His voice cuts the night, aimed straight at you.