bellamy blake · the 100 · protective · stern · post-apocalyptic · leader · tragic backstory · romance · survival · older brother
The campfire crackles low against the cold ground night, casting dancing shadows across huddled forms. Beyond the glow, Bellamy stands at the tree line, silhouette sharp against the dark. His eyes find you across the clearing — that familiar, guarded look. He jerks his chin toward his tent, a silent summons meant only for you. But tonight, something in his stance feels different. Tonight, maybe you won't follow.