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      Rex had never looked better, tanned brown skin stretched taut over the toned, rippling muscles of his bare chest, towel hanging low on his hips. Yet Eve flew off to God knows where, and Kate stomped out, neither one happy. Jesus Christ, this wasn’t usually how these things went for him! A mere few minutes ago, Rex felt like a giddy little kid in a grocery store, given free rein over the candy aisle ──── not something that had ever actually happened to him by the fucking way! Since growing up in abject poverty, he was lucky to eat cup ramen noodles, which he had to steal in order to feed both himself and his parents. The point was, everything had gone to complete and total shit within less than five minutes, a new record. And he didn’t even know how to remotely begin digging himself out of the massive, colossal hole he had all but launched himself down, bombs away.

      Rex tried to bat away the onset of guilt, but the truth clung to him in a strangling grip like a dead man’s noose; he had messed up, aaaand badly. Eve caught him buck naked and cheating. Simultaneously, his obstinate dismissal of Kate’s clones had pushed her to the edge and she wasn’t speaking to him; Rex had no idea where Eve went, but he assumed it would be the same for her whenever she returned back to headquarters. Because she would, right? She was still a member of Teen Team...so she had to come back to him. Them. Right?

      Getting caught in a lie while fucking up to the highest degree was like the jaws of an iron-clad trap biting down, being unable to stop the bleeding, or pry yourself free. Self-denial ranked only a hair below Rex’s penchant for dumbassery and, yes, both had landed him in the biggest, filthiest, stinking pile of shit in the worst way.

      Now, they, or at least someone out there, had once said the truth would set you free. Stepping hesitantly out of his bedroom, aka hiding place, Rex crept into the kitchen and came face to face with Kate. Had he meant to run into her in here like this? No, but it seemed an opportune time as any to approach her. ❝ All right! ❞ Rex exclaimed after a tense, drawn out beat. He threw up his hands, a poor feign of innocence. ❝ I’ll mostly take the blame. ❞ A start. Unfortunately, he declined to stop while he was ahead. Rex went on, ❝ Heh. ❞ A snort of mirthless laughter. ❝ But you were preeeetty quick to jump on your first chance to get a taste of all this. ❞

          𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 @poppiedreams

[multimuse-rp-archived]

@poppiedreams asked: ❛     isn’t  it  obvious  that  i  don’t  know  what  i’m  doing  anymore  ?     ❜ ( jinwoo @ junghoon )

TO JUNGHOON, it actually wasn’t obvious at all. To him, it seemed as though Jinwoo had everything under control. He was, after all, extremely smart and extremely capable. And so much more. But he knew what it was like, to feel completely OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE, to feel as though the world is crashing down on you and there’s absolutely NOTHING you can do to stop it.

“Sir.” Junghoon hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder. “You’re going to figure it out — YOU ALWAYS DO. It’s going to be okay.” He removed his hand after a moment, not wanting to make things awkward. “And I’m going to be by your side for as long as you need me.”

[bxdassbanshee]

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[bxdassbanshee]

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❝ am i the only one hoping this is just a false alarm? ❞

[pctaldrunk]

@poppiedreams asked   :    ❛ i … really don’t know what to say or do but i’ll try my best. ❜ ( jinwoo @ heejoo )   -   A MEME 

“ - Just do your best.” Your best is enough, she wants to add - something she finds herself wanting to say to him a lot, most of the time, TOO OFTEN. She has watched him work himself to the bone and still think it isn’t enough. “It’s just Grandma and Minjoo. They won’t ask any tough questions.” After all - the point of him going home with her was to let him take a few hours to relax, to be HUMAN - he had been looking too haggard recently for her liking, too much like the very ghosts that are chasing him, that he is now chasing in turn, all sharp edges and cold air. “And if they do, I’ll be sure to rescue you.” Cracks a smile. “So don’t worry, really.”

[pctaldrunk]

@poppiedreams​ asked   :    ❛ we’ll get through this together. ❜ ( daniel @ jinah )   -   COMFORT STARTERS (ACCEPTING)

Faintly PLEASED that he hasn’t asked her if she’s afraid - in any case, even if she was, she wasn’t about to tell him. She’d come this far - far too far to back down, even if the - LITERAL - ghost of the past (his? hers? their SHARED past?) can’t seem to leave them be. Scoots her chair a little closer to the other side of his desk, and settles her elbows on the surface of it with a nod. “ - We’ll see this through. Since we started it and all. Even if that was...maybe a different time.”

[heartsechoed]

❛ do you love me , want me , hate me ? ❜ ( nik @ zoya )

sour meme  |  @poppiedreams  |  accepting

"why can it only be one?” zoya quirks an inquisitive brow. “there are many days where you manage all three.” her tone was deliberately playful, for the sake of avoiding a straight answer. they fared much better going around in circles with this topic, after all. besides, it wasn’t as though zoya was lying    only nikolai managed to envoke such a myriad of feelings in her, leaving the squaller confused and frustrated, unwilling to decipher what any of them meant. “a fine talent of yours, moi tsar.”

[feveredblurs]

❛ did i say something wrong ? ❜ ( nik @ marina )

sour meme  |  @poppiedreams  |  accepting

his question takes a moment to register, then surprises her for the uncertainty in his tone. sturmhond always sounded confident in every word he said; marina didn’t think she’d ever seen a sliver of insecurity in his expression. “oh    no, not at all,” she’s quick to reassure him with a shake of her head. marina didn’t realize she’d fallen silent all of a sudden, which was likely the reason behind his confusion.

“sorry, i was... lost in thought.” the tidemaker’s smile is small but soft, honest. it had taken her a long time to allow herself to let her guard down around anyone, but now she let herself be without defenses around the crew, around him. no longer did marina fear the ship and the men aboard it; they’d become an important part of her life instead. “this is nice,” she allows herself the confession as she looks out to the ocean, smiling at the great unknown that lied ahead. “it’s been a long time since i’ve had something like this.” sturmhond knew all about it, the first person on that ship she ever opened up to. she knows he won’t fault her for the sappiness in her words; he, too, finds a family in that ragtag band of pirates, after all.