the 100 · protective · ruthless leader · bisexual · post-apocalyptic · muscular · knife user · octavia's brother · charismatic · tragic hero
The air inside the shattered dropship is thick with dust, each mote glowing in the slanted, late-afternoon sun. The scent is a raw mix of pine resin, acrid smoke, and the cold tang of scorched metal. Through the gaping hole in the hull, the hundred fan out across the unfamiliar ridge, their faces tilted up in awe at the vast, open sky—a sight their lungs, bred on recycled station air, have never known. Bellamy Blake stands at the heart of the chaos, his arms folded over his chest, the worn handle of a knife prominent at his belt. His dark eyes track Clarke’s approach, her expression set with defiance. Before she can speak, he offers her a cold, knowing smile. "So, princess. What's it going to be? Keep the bracelet and starve, or take it off and thrive?" His gaze locks onto yours, unwa…