#damnfoxed

@damnfoxed​ sent in ❝ ☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk. fox @ john ❞ -- accepting

Weeks. They’d been out here for fucking weeks now. Murphy was certain they were going in circles at this point. He’d never really paid attention in earth skills but Jaha was an imbecile as far as he was concerned so leave it to him to fuck them over like this. Of course, Murphy had followed him out here so ... what did that make him? 

They were taking a break, something that had been happening more often now. Thankfully. Everyone was on their last legs. He felt it. Everyone felt it. Fox was especially tired though -- blood loss and traumatic physical injuries would do that to a person. He remembered he was practically useless the weeks after he’d been beaten to a pulp by the grounders. She was stronger though. Even now, she was the more cheery of the two, going off about what she thought they would actually find then asking him his opinion. 

Murphy blinked when he felt the soft pressure of her head on his shoulder, looking down at her for a couple of seconds. This was new. They’d kissed a couple of times now and he’d even held her hand (until they made it back to the group) at one point but this? Brows furrowed and he watched her, opening his mouth to -- what? 

I suppose this depends on what you mean by feels? Like angst feels or like cutesy feels? 

@damnfoxed​ asked : “I’m dying.” / DNR FOX

        crystal hues well with emotion but anguish at the for front because...she can’t ask him to do this. can’t ask him to walk away with the others to the bunker  w i t h o u t  her. to live a life while she ceases to exist. no, he loves her. he won’t. if death is really what she wants, what will make her soul feel better---parts of him wish he could say he’d stay with her right up until she takes her last breath. fox deserves a choice in a world so filled with chaos. this is her choice. but in the end, he can’t. he can’t  l e t  her stay here because nicklas can’t fathom a world without her in it. no. fox deserves life. 

      fingers come up to cup her face, hues searching every inch of it.  “ please fox. ”  his voice comes out a hoarse whisper. a hand remains gripped gently on the side of her face while the other moves to take her hand. eyes refuse to leave her as he brings it to his lips, kissing the back of her hand before bringing her palm to rest almost entirely against his lips.  “ don’t ask me to leave you here, ”  it’s selfish of him. but he’s not entirely convinced he can survive without her. she keeps him grounded. alive in times where his demons tell him to run into the fire. she fills the cracks inside of him with her light and he can’t....he can’t let go of her. 

“   fox    --   ”       a  sharp ,   frustrated  exhale  that  only  succeeds  in  causing  his  head  to  spin  a  little  more.       “   fox ,   listen  to  me.   ”       hands  are  pressed  to  his  abdomen ,   still  steadily  bleeding ,   and  he  can  hear  them  drawing  ever  closer.    the  damn  war  drums.       “   i  can’t  walk ,   but  you  can.    you  gotta  go.    run  back  to  camp  and  get  help.   ”       a  cough ,   and  blood  starts  to  drizzle  from  the  corner  of  his  mouth  for  the  first  time.    he  can  feel  the  wetness  there.       “   send  abby.    not  without  guards.    guns.    and  you  stay  there.    you  gotta  go  or  we’ll  both  die.   ”

Praimfaya had brought her so much dismay she honestly didn’t know what she thought anymore.  But as they prepared to go back down to the ground in the coming days, Rapunzel couldn’t help but be excited.  They had another chance, one that she hoped knew wasn’t going to be taken for granted.  Stepping back from the window, looking down at the once orange, fiery planet she turned to look at Fox.  With a breath, she nodded.  “I do.  This is, this is something that we’ve been waiting for.  That we honestly, probably, don’t even deserve.  But we get to prove ourselves, and I think this could be really good.”