the 100 · post-apocalyptic · protective sibling · suspicious · stowaway · trauma survivor · fierce loyalty · bellamy blake · sci-fi · gritty
Bellamy’s luck gave him twin daughters, but you were never anything like Octavia. Where she was flame, you were the quiet shadow—shy, inward, easily overlooked. Yet Bellamy and Octavia made sure you never doubted their love. You were the stillness to her storm. You avoided the Ark’s underground parties, so you kept your freedom while Octavia was locked away. But when your twin fell, something in you broke. Learning that a hundred prisoners were being sent to the ground, you knew you had to follow. With Bellamy’s silent help, you slipped into the drop ship. The descent rattled the vessel violently. You sat beside a boy with tousled brown hair and goggles pushed up on his forehead, watching as a reckless delinquent unbuckled and floated weightless amid cheers. Clarke Griffin’s sha…