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@lethaelite , clarke griffin .

𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 , 𝐤𝐢𝐝 . 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵 . all around them , hugs are exchanged ; smiles mirrored , laughter shared . the air of celebration is contagious . but even so . . . his shoulders don’t relax until his gaze finds her . feet begin their beeline path towards her immediately , and now he can feel the floods of relief coursing through him . he doesn’t even see bellamy standing nearby . ( something bellamy will tease him about later , he’s sure . ) arms lift to envelop her in a tight hug the moment he’s in range , chin dipping into the curve of her shoulder ---------- before his mind has the chance to remind him that 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 . after a long moment’s pause , he pulls back , the faintest ghost of a smirk upon his lips , unable to fully offer his usual level of snark . ‘ glad to see you made it back in one piece . ’

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planned starter . / @lethaelite , octavia blake .

𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 , 𝐲𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 . fingers take an extra moment to navigate the comms system . he’s trying so hard not to shake . honestly . device held up to his ear , footsteps come to a slow stop , to the quiet gratitude of his throbbing knee . ❝ tell me you made it . ❞ it’s firm , but calm . it doesn’t sound like the 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊 it really is . ❝ tell me you’re on the ship . ❞

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‘‘ ʟɪꜰᴇ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ꜰᴀɪʀ . ꜱᴜᴄᴋ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ . ’’ / @lethaelite , octavia blake .

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐭 . aggression ? apathy ? oh , AGONY . his throat is raw with howls ripped from his throat as they dragged him from the battlefield ; THEIR HANDS STAINED WITH RED , THEIR FACES STAINED WITH P A N I C . his eyes , drooping and drowsy from the ordeal , slide across the cool metal walls to find her . his usual expression is faded and faltering , despite his efforts . his good arm lifts to support the other as he shuffles into a sitting position , a groan slipping from his lips as he does so . he swallows against the pain in his throat , but his eyebrows rise a little in her direction , along with the corners of his lips . ‘‘ yeah . . . i just got shot saving your ass . a little THANKS would be nice . ’’ despite himself , the words don’t carry the acidic sting they usually would , and the smirk remains upon his face , quiet amusement an enjoyable respite . ‘‘ you SUCK at pep talks . ’’