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Hey all.
I will be coming back to replies and tumblr shortly. Taking a break for my mental health.
I’m good. Promise.
Mae.
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Poppy knew nothing going on in the males head, but she could see everything written along his face and she knew more than anything that he had definitely lived more than most .As soon as the caretaker in her took over she caught the protest and knew she had to kick the kindness into overtime, which was still her normal day to day personality. "Darlin, why you've got the most lovely eyes, has anyone ever told ya that before?" her cheeks brightened the slighest tinge of red and she did nothing to even try to hide that. "I'm more than certain you're fine lovin, but my little heart's tellin me that you needed to take a moment, and I'll happily take it w. ith you" She smiled sweetly, and tucked her hair behind her ears. "Well darlin, I'm Penelope, but you can call me Poppy." she sucked in a breath and smiled wide, "see we ain't strangers anymore, she pulled out a waterbottle from her purse. "Here lovin, have a drink, it's never been opened, scouts honor." She opened the bottle hearing the crack of the top and handed it to the male, fully forgetting the fact she was stranded in the middle of nowhere with a dead phone.
There was something about her aura that was instantly soothing. Asa bristled against most people, aware that he came across as quite the cold asshole more often than not. His insecurities ate him alive and prevented him from wanting closeness of any kind. What was the point of making friends or taking lovers when he was just going to lose them? Being friendly to this woman though, it seemed the right thing to do. "You're most welcome." His cheeks may have even tinged pink between their touch and the sweetness of her voice. Then she had to go and ruin it by switching to caretaker mode all of a sudden. "I'm fine, honestly," he protested, though Asa did nothing to actually fight back against her. Actually, he did exactly what he was told, taking a seat and stopping to catch his breath. Was she a witch or something? It was those damn eyes, they captivated him with wordless magic. Asa blinked stupidly at her. "I'm just a bit fatigued. Besides, we're strangers. You don't owe me anything, dove."
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Penelope's eyes instantly connected with his, she saw everything as it happened, as if it was happening in slow motion. She watched him as he worked through whatever he was feeling, the pain that he was feeling she saw, she trained to notice those things, she wasn't one to miss those in pain and she made it a point to be kind to everyone because even though the pain isn't visible to her, she never made it a point to make it worse. "Oh why thank you." she said as she gently took the phone from the male, a sweet smile lilting on her face, which then furrowed as she saw the boy's hands, and his hands shaking something feirce. 'Darlin, you're not fine, you're shaking faster than a leaf in a tornado. How can i help you?" She slowly noticed the males hand and missing digits, but said nothing, 'he're let's get you sat down, you don't look well.." she said as she looked up at the male her eyes shimmering in the sunlight.
@ghostsxagain didn't ask for this but oops
Penny sighed as she looked at her now dead phone, of course she had forgotten to charge it after the party last night. Now she was stuck in some part of town, a broken shoe, dead phone and truly she wasn't even fully aware of what city she was in. Penny however, put on her sweet smile and walked over to the first person she could find and opened her mouth to speak, but quickly closed it and tilted her head. "I was gonna ask for a phone charger...but are you okay?" She said her eyes immediately connecting with the others.
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Graham had no idea what he was feeling right now, he hurt, and he was dying, then it felt like he wasn't. His eyes fluttered as Issac-Xavier took his pain, he saw his eyes glowing and Graham was just close enough to death that he didn't have it in him to react. The pain was leaving him, and it felt good, for the first time in days his entire body wasn't screaming in pain. "Stop--Isaac-Xavier, stop.." Graham could see the pain physically showing as black veins as his pain was taken, as he was being healed.
The scream that exscaped issac-xavier's lips was unlike anything Graham had ever experieneced or heard. "issac-xavier--please--stop--stop..you're killing your--yourself now.." Graham though his body was almost totally healed, he couldn't let this continue. "please..." he pleaded, now putting his hands on isaac-xavier's face.
Head shook quickly as the apology left the other's lips, gentle hands still placed on Graham's body. "You don't have to apologize," sincere, concerned. Isaac-Xavier could only wish that the other would some how make it out, that whatever he was about to try was going to fucking work. "I-I-I promise it won't for long," he assured the other through stutters, hands now hovering above Graham's body as his eyes glowed. "Just... just focus on me, okay? It's going to be okay." He wasn't so sure he was talking to Graham now, as he too needed the reassurance that he could actually do this thing.
As Isaac-Xavier's hands rested back down on Graham's body, he too began to feel the pain the other was feeling. He let out gasps and deep breaths as the pain travelled through him, trying to hide just how much it hurt him too. As it grew within him, Isaac-Xavier let out a loud scream, eyes working hard to focus down on the body just below him, watching as wounds worked to close themselves up. He was doing it, but he couldn't keep it up for long, feeling faint as he yelped to push himself through.
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Adrien's face fell, he always put on this bravado around everyone, he looked at Starla hissing as she pressed down harder on his leg wound. "Star--shit." His eyes fired up looking at her, "I killed two guys who were suspected of kidnapping this boy, turns out it was a beyond dead end and-- fuck Star..' He looked down at the woman who was still working on him. 'turns out they worked for a bigger..problem and i was caught in the cross fire. They got a few good blows in."
While she may have had a murderous streak in her, that didn't mean she wasn't a loving creature. She'd only killed in one situation and she would do it again if that meant protecting the people she loved. Him included. His little snort and retort to her made her press down even harder on the spot she just bandaged. "Adrien, it's not good to be cutesy with me - honesty makes relationships work. Lying makes them fall apart."
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Isobel's smile was stuck on her face in this moment, she hadn't smiled like this in a long while. "Well of course! whats life if not a little..." she scrunched her face realizing she couldn't think of the word. "you know what i mean" she giggled, as she took a handful of popcorn herself. "you've foiled my plan!" she acted dramatically, as she kept laughing. "well...hmm. i would say yes, you're definitely the favorite of my popcorn tricked men. " isobels face lit up hearing the true laugh come from his lips. "you don't have to try very hard to impress me...you've already exceeded any expectations." Isobel tucked a hair behind her ear as she playfully threw popcorn at him. she couldn't keep her eyes off carter, her smile never faltered.
"good. i don't hang out with girls who don't bite at least sometimes. i have my standards," the man continued the joke with a smile that grew more the longer he stayed in the brunette's presence. carter was convinced he could listen to the woman laugh all day long and never grow tired of the melodic sound. "i knew it. something about you made me realize pretty much immediately that i'm not the first man you've seduced with popcorn. i just hope i'm the favorite." a genuine laugh escaped his lips before he attempted to catch the flying popcorn in his mouth but failed greatly, making him laugh even harder as he settled against the couch contently. "i was trying to impress you, but it seems i lost my touch with that party trick."
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though it killed rain to hear ellie speak in such a way, to hear the words come out of her mouth so lazily as if it wasn't a big deal she sighed. "fine, but promise me you know that when you're ready, my ears are yours." rain plastered on a soft smile, her head tilting towards elie. "i know what will fix everything. ice cream sundaes and shitty romance comedies." she peered over at her friend with a grin.
"it's been going pretty swimmingly so far if you ask me. i see no problem running away from the problem if it doesn't chase after you." elie snorted and gave a roll of her eyes. "i do trust you. this just isn't something i want to talk about right now. i think i'm allowed that."
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Mateo definitely had a string of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, this time though, he wasn't the one to blame, this was his father. The tears that silently fell from his eyes, fell betraying his heart that was thundering and slowly becoming angry. " No..Joel..i'm sorry." mateo's voice soft as to not be heard, but also hearing footsteps coming towards him he held his breath as to not make a sound as the steps came and went. "S-Second floor..closet...hallway...back..'' his voice hoarse from it feeling like all the air in the world had been ripped away.
No one could 100% protect themselves from everything, and Mateo seemed to have a knack for getting himself caught up with the wrong sorts of characters. He was just lucky he had Joel Kane on his side. There was no better person to dig you out of a grave than the Wolf King himself. "Shh, shh... It's okay. You don't have to apologize to me." Joel said as his drive sped through the streets. "You're going to be alright." The older man said, hoping to calm the younger enough that he could hold on until Joel could make this right. The fifteen minutes it took to get to Mateo's location were some of the longest Joel felt he had ever experienced. "Stay on the line... where are you exactly?" He was armed and so were his men as they made their way into the building to retrieve Joel's employee.
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Memphis's face was light, and for a moment it was as if there was nothing else in the world. It was as if they were the only two and they enjoyed this. Their heart shuttered, feeling so warm and full as Andi nuzzled into their side. His breath hitched as she called him honeybee, and he smiled a sweet smile, as her nose brushed against his, and their eyes connected again. she was safe. that was their place, somehow the two of them, just felt safe for him. Memphis pressed their brow to her head, and smiled. "You've always just seen me." Memphis leaned into her and pressed his lips to hers again, placing a gentle kiss there, biting her lower lip, then kissing making his way down her jaw, making his way to the side of her neck. No hesitations right now, just this moment.
It was different seeing this side of Memphis. Someone who was confident and said what they needed to say rather than the person who shied away from anything even close to physical. She knew they had their reasons, but still, this was nice. She would relish in the moment for as long as it lasted, nestling into their side a bit more.
"Honeybee," she smiled and brushed her nose against his. "I know that you don't but you're doing a pretty good job at the moment so why don't you do whatever feels right for you, don't worry about anything else."
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elain was gentle, she was one who often rolled with the punches, but she always gave everyone the benefit of the doubt, even if she constantly was letting those around her walk all over her. she never talked about how she was really feeling, but somehow was always happy and had a smile on her face. 'i don't know jas..." her voice, somehow sounding smaller, and more gentle than her usual kind voice. she had tried to stand up for herself but her resolve wasn't there. "it's not that you didn't tell me jasper, and i know we're still--its just how easily you kept it from me.." elain tried to push back the tears that were threatening to fall. "i love you jasper, like..head over heels for you in love, and...i really want to be okay with this...but it hurts a lot.."
jasper was incredibly soft for elain, and he hated being the cause of her hurt. it wasn't like he cheated on her, but he kept a secret, and a lie, going for a bit too long. he knew she could handle herself and that she wasn't going to break up with him if he were honest from the beginning, but he wasn't sure if she would be that lenient now. "i know i could've told you. there's no excuse, so don't take this at that. i'm not used to being with someone so seriously, and i really fell hard for you. i fell in love with you, and i was living in our perfect little bubble, ignoring that i have responsibilities coming. i'm sorry, and i understand if you are upset and want to.. you know."
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So a little bit of an update here: my laptop has *literally* exploded the other night. I'm in the process of ordering a new one, but until them i am unable to cut my posts. please forgive me and bear with me during this time!
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Memphis never felt like he truly deserved any of the kindness that Andi gave him. He didn’t understand why, but she also was the one they trusted more than life itself in most situations these days. “Andi—“ he frowned as they thought about what he wanted to say to her. Everything that memphis had endured up until this point, that maybe to some degree he did actually deserve good things. "I never--I didn't mean it like that" Their heart beating so fast that you could physically hear it, they look at Andi, wanting nothing more than to just be able to speak his mind, to let her know what was going on. the fear though that at any moment it could be taken, still rang but they would try, god would they try. They hold their breath for a moment and finally speak, "I'm afraid Andi. I've only ever--been able to let one person in that hasn't hurt me, and i'm not saying all physically,I was young when i left my --home. But I had a friend, growing up and my father found out i was talking to her, and she was killed andi. Killed because my father was that powerful, and they-- and then my sister, who was my best friend, tried to reach out to me, and somehow mysteriously went missing and deep down i know that my father had her killed though I never go a day where i don't look for her, my best friend from childhood tried to reach out to me and when i left i found out my father tortured him for information as to where i was. So Andi, I don't--I don't let people in because when i do people get hurt or worse." His wide eyes connected with hers, his breath catching realizing that this was probably the most words he had said in a row, probably his entire life.
Andi was one determined young lady and she had already told Starla that she had no intentions on giving up on Memphis, no matter how long it took for him to come around - to which Cilla had told her that she was 'fucking dumb' but Andi couldn't point out why, but there something about Memphis that was worth fighting for. "You don't get to tell me what I can and can not do Memphis. "I can know that and I can promise that I'm not going anywhere less the Grim Reaper himself comes to collect my ass - why are you fighting it so hard?"
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Rain didn't bristle over Zayd's denial of actually being a kind soft person. Her face didn't falter, she didn't gawk. "Zayd, seriously dude? You have this super hard facade and in reality you're a softie, and no i won't keep it in my head. Who's gonna know Z?? We're literally sitting in my apartment with my cat. Unless you think the cat can talk, your secret is safe with me." Rain nudged the male softly, her eyes connecting with his. "You really think that I care if you're tough or not?" Her voice genuine and unknowingly kind. That's who she was though, she was kind to any and everyone.
@justpretxnd asked: ❛ i knew there was a big softie under all that tough exterior. ❜ (from Rain)
Zayd's head snaps up as soon as he hears Rain's voice, the joint he was rolling momentarily forgotten. "The fuck did you just say?" It's harsh, yeah, but that's Zayd. "Don't you ever fucking call me a softie again - I have a reputation to uphold, babe. If word gets out that I'm capable of being nice... Nah, I'm not into it. Keep this shit between us - actually, keep it in your head." He shakes his head and refocuses on the joint, his face burning with embarrassment? Shame? God forbid he even attempt to make sense of the stuff he feels, the things that bounce around in his head.
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Like this for a starter where my muse texts yours drunkenly.
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Choices have been made.
||. to the stars who listen. And the dreams that are answered. ||
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