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𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 / @admiced / 𝚆𝙾𝙾𝙳𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙲𝙺 & 𝙸𝙲𝙴𝙼𝙰𝙽
❝ well if it isn't iceman. been a long time, brother. ❞ it was his first day and ryan had just come out of cyclones office and almost ran into the man himself. ❝ congratulations on being pacific fleet commander , nobody truly more deserving. ❞
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THE DUSTY TOYBOX , @admiced said: i’ve been waiting all night for this .
YOU’RE FINALLY ALONE WITH HIM , AFTER HOURS OF BRIEFINGS WITH NO END & socializing at the bar –– pretending they didn’t actually want to be somewhere else . THERE WAS NO GREATER TORMENT . his reciprocation was felt when he’d pulled her close , the door BARELY closed shut behind her before she was in his arms . a few chaste kisses , something both of them had undoubtedly thought of all day . it was torture enough to attempt to focus when he was around , even the fact they had to LEAVE SEPARATELY TO KEEP UP APPEARANCES . there would be whispers , DRAMA , it was frowned upon –– they knew it , and yet it’d happened anyway . ❛ ❛ is it that difficult to contain yourself , ice ? ❜ ❜ YOU’RE PRETENDING IT HADN’T STRUCK A NERVE TO SEE SOMEONE ELSE SHOOT THEIR SHOT AT HIM , the speed with which she had downed her drink was faster than she cared to admit . bianca steals another kiss for good measure , as if she’d already forgotten the taste of him . ❛ ❛ i mean , you looked to be having a good time –– i was almost beginning to wonder if you’d . . . ❜ ❜ paused to lean in close , lips teasingly close , WARM BREATH DANCING ON HIS SKIN . ❛ ❛ ––FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT ME . ❜ ❜
* @admiced said : they told me you'd be trouble. clearly that was an understatement.
a sharp ringing in her left ear force a grimace. a single speck of crimson trickled from a crack in marble features, right there above her cheekbone where the last punch had landed. though they'd managed to get that one in, that very same person had not lived long enough to be able to tell the tale. instead she looks to the newcomer, late to the party, but perhaps that was just his luck, for his peers were not to see the light of day yet again. [ 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙰𝙽 ]: “ and yet you still didn't listen? i don't know whether that's bold or… foolish. ” the answer rests in her lungs, vibrating with every passing second. “ or just dangerous. ” there was a sharp sudden change in the tone of her voice, cold and malicious, and a concealed blade had been drawn.
@admiced and @untwined asked: 8. Does your muse get jealous easily?
Mun shipping related questions | accepting!
absolutely yes. bradley is a LOT more sensitive than he'd like to admit. if someone is overly affectionate towards his partner he tends to feel a little out of place about it. he won't cause a scene, but he'll be notably more grumpy and pouty than he usually is. though, if you asked him personally he'd firmly tell you that he isn't a jealous person.
EASY IS THE AIR AS LAUGHTER BRIMS, SOUNDS LIKE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS——AND THE BEST KIND YOU COULD EVER HAVE. * i hope home looks this way for everyone. the quiet glow of night, a group of souls, and the will to keep on fighting. is this how you continue to do what you do ? despite it all / in spite of it all. there is no sign of hushed whispers to be found in these walls. after all, life is for the alive, and each soul in that room feels the blood in their veins and their heart pounding like a caged animal in their chest in a way she admires. i admire you, too. (SEE IT IN HER EYES!) as she abandons the bar with a whip of a towel, lips gently graced by the presence of happiness, she slips into the opposite side of the deck bench with her back to the water. across from you. your eyes look like she’s staring out at it anyway. ❝ you can come inside, you know - ❞ makes it an offer, a choice. knows you don’t have many easy ones. ❝ but i wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t. this is my favourite view too. ❞ just the ripples of water against sand ... and the hum of the alive ... / ♡ , @admiced .
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ACCESSING WHITE HOUSE SERVER ... ACCESS DENIED : @admiced / various questions ( accepting. ) ‣ ❝ sorry, did you want to be alone? ❞
the oval is deadly quiet, a decidedly stark contrast to the long state dinner and reception she’s just successfully wrapped up for the evening. with most of their guests ( save for the few usual lingerers ) having seen their way out, the navyman’s appearance comes unexpected even despite the wide open door. “ admiral. “ drink in hand, her intonations are coated with surprise as she looks up to greet him. “ not at all ⸺ please, come in. i’m sorry i wasn’t able to catch you tonight ⸺ i hope you were able to have a good time, at least. “
--- “ you wanted to see me, sir? ” his hands are sweating even as they stay steady at his sides. dexter stands rigid at attention and tries his best not to look as terrified as he feels. he’s mastered the art, over the years, of looking through someone rather than looking at them - the thousand yard stare required of a soldier that comes in handy when faced with someone of admiral kazansky’s status. he knows he can’t be in here for good reason. “ sir, if - if this is about the past situation with hangman, i can promise you it won’t happen again. ” as if the promises of someone with a rap sheet like his are worth anything in this situation. dex swallows hard, continues to stare past the admiral’s shoulder for fear of looking him in the eye ( combative, confrontational, all words dex does not want associated with him! ), his fingers twitching at his sides. [ @admiced you asked for the boy ]
[ re: ] affectionate and affirming . . . accepting. ❝ i hope you know just how full of worth you are. ❞
self destruction versus self preservation. a fine line which dictates the unravelling of a soul and one that would save it from the depths of swallowing fire. she teeters on the line, prefaced with assumption that her actions and the guarded will of her chest was in the name of self preservation. but she crumbles from the inside out, like the death of a rose in the midst of winter’s chill, every single one of her petals wilts. @admiced is a reminder of what was stolen from her childhood; the warmth of understanding, of untethered support. he wills belief in herself on the days where she waivers so heavily, she thinks the world may collapse in on her. a shaky breath slips past her lips followed by the remnants of a bitter chuckle.
carmen shakes her head, dismissal of the comment comes effortlessly when entirety of her life had been dictated by the underlying notion of self loathing. [ why didn’t my father want me? why wasn’t i good enough? what did i do that was bad enough to drive him into the depths of oblivion? she supposes she’ll never know. ] she musters up a ghost of a smile, settling emerald gaze on his. ‟ oh come on, don’t get soft on me. ” the deflection is offhand, tangled in her joking intonation; her inability to face severity stems from the most tender parts of herself drawing lines into the sand. distance between her and irrevocable care . . . the one he so easily gave and what she so desperately avoided. it was easier that way. ‟ seriously, i’m okay. let’s just go get some food. i’m starving. and you’re paying. ” her smile brightens at the edges, an act she’d perfected.
