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[decentjock]

interpreted  &  love  by  ap,      

     previously  found  on  @bottlebroken.  

[decentjock]

interpreted  &  love  by  ap,      

     previously  found  on  @bottlebroken.  

[bottlebroken]

a few 13rw related rp urls i saved and thought i'd use but probably actually won't so if you're interested in having it lemme know:

signstopped

baseballplayed

clubhoused

[bottlebroken]

i....SWEAR.......i so badly wanna hit y'all with jeff feels again udncosd

[bottlebroken]

update: working on the new blog now, i'm trash

[bottlebroken]

i....SWEAR.......i so badly wanna hit y'all with jeff feels again udncosd

[burningbutwhite]

i’m bored and lonely and still have 7 hours and 45 minutes of a drive left and my brother is ready to murder me for serenading him badly plz entertain me

[dvacommissions-deactivated20181]

emergency commissions 

so life happens and i got screwed. but i’m not too far behind. i just need enough money to cover the rest of this bill thats already late and also to buy cat food so my babies don’t suffer. my commission information is here and my gallery is here. any help is always appreciated and a reblog would really help. 

[bottlebroken]

💖 How do they say ‘I love you’ without really saying it?

there are several ways that jeff expresses his affection.   he doesn’t rely on words;   he is a strong believer that actions speak louder than anything he could ever vocalize.  most of his methods are small touches  like the brush of his hands against theirs before he grabs it fully,  rubbing his thumb against the other’s knuckle of their index finger  -  or the quick peck of his lips against the corner of their mouth.   he’s a highly affectionate individual  -  probably the result of being coddled by his mother,   who taught him to be a gentleman with set morals and appreciation.  ( treat people how you want your family members to be treated:   with respect  and  as though they’re humans with EMOTIONS!  never tools or a means to an end;    they are more than a threshold to grasp as you climb your way up! )

behind closed doors,   his displays always differ.   he likes to cuddle.   so when they’re alone?   he will snatch them into his embrace,  arms wound tightly as he nuzzles his face against their neck.  –  or the gentle trailing of his fingertips against their skin,  whether it be their forearm or someplace else.  maybe ( if the person is lucky )  he’ll even try to make them some food,   which he never does.   

no matter where they are,   if they’re together,    jeff will often be seen touching them in some way.  it’s just how he’s been taught to show appreciation for the other  -  a display he’s seen when his dad would place his hand on the waist of his mother  or  carelessly grab her hand as they ate dinner together.  

headcanons?  yes plz  // 

[bottlebroken]

hi i just wanted y'all to know if you came to this blog for quality content i'll have to redirect you because i don't do shit here & when i do, it is mediocre at best.

anywayz

[sisterjock-deactivated20180613]

↳  @bottlebroken  //  starter  call.

“i know school is, like, meant to be challenging and all, but i’m on the verge of failing, like, half my classes.” what can she say? schoolwork isn’t something she’s good at - or even really cares about - so she tends to just ignore it. that’s proven to be a bad idea, however, considering that failing her classes would lead to possibly losing her place on the softball team. “i feel like since we commit to sports and shit we should get, like, easier grades. or less tests.. or both.”

[bottlebroken]

god,     doesn’t he know the struggle!     on top of assignments that don’t hold his attention as much as they should,  he also suffers from the confusing dyslexia that makes things even more difficult.    he is not ashamed to admit how often he gives up on his homework,    preferring to be at the batting cages  or  anywhere,   as long as it didn’t involve the dreaded school assignments he tries to run from.    “tell me about it.     coach made me get a tutor to get a C.”   he shakes his head,   clear disappointment on his face.    “why the hell do they expect us to live and breathe sports  AND  do all the stupid homework they give?”

[bottlebroken]

​❛ YO HOLY SHIT HE DEAD ! ❜

VINE  ;  status : accepting  //  @onethxng

ouch.     there’s something inappropriately funny when it comes to the pain of others   -   especially when they do something stupid to make it happen.    jeff bites back the bubbles of laughter in his chest,    pursing lips together in extra effort.    “fuck,   dude.     that’s gonna hurt in the morning.”   his own statement makes him cringe as he gazes at the fallen form of a newbie on the baseball team.     the guy caught the ball perfectly   -   if you considered getting hit upside the head with it flawless.     seconds later,    he had collapsed to ground.

[bottlebroken]

everyone here are such phenomenal people & writers, it amazes me.

i am the cat, you are all the person. thank you for blessing my dash xoxo

[jensensister-blog]

                            ‘ HEY, you’re not goin ‘to tell my brother i came here, are you? i could just use a friend right now.” SC // @bottlebroken

[bottlebroken]

jeff is surprised at first,     but he would never turn away from someone in need.     his attention is quick to shift to the girl,     shaking his head in response to the question.      “your secret is safe with me,    little jensen.   is everything okay?”

[bottlebroken]

​❛ i don’t have enough money for chicken nugget . ❜

VINE  ;   status  :  accepting   //  @buriedguilt

this should be distressing,   shouldn’t it?     but jeff was consumed by the sudden craving of unhealthy,   overpriced nuggets pulled from the overused grease at McDonald’s.    he presses his lips into a line as he looks over at the other   -   unusual seriousness painted on his face.   “dude….” he quietly begins,   taking a long moment of a pause.   “let’s go somewhere  and i’ll get a hundred nuggets   -   go to my house  -  and just…get high and eat all the nuggets.”   

[slaien-deactivated20180820]

THE WORLD IS A BEAUTIFUL PLACE AND I AM NO LONGER AFRAID TO DIE .                     ind. priv. sel. multimuse.       prev. revivael.

[bottlebroken]

smiledsweet:

       green  hues  roll  at  him  playfully  upon  hearing  his  words.   if  she  had  a  camera  on  her  like  that  down  kid  did,  she’d  take  a  picture.   jeff  atkins  wore  happiness  well;  it  was  the  best  look  on  him,  and  her  favorite,  too.   ❛    please,  you  could  swing  that  bat  and  hit  all  those  balls  even  with  your  eyes  closed.    ❜   figure  presses  against  the  metal  barrier  as  she  says,   ❛    i’ll  watch  all  your  games  when  you’re  big  and  famous,  atkins  ——  and  i  am  going  to  make  it  up  to  you,  i  promise.    ❜   her  hands  snake  around  his  neck  and  she  angles  her  face  towards  his,  close  enough  to  kiss  him  if  she  stood  on  her  toes,  but  ——   ❛    you’re  gonna  have  to  hit  the  showers  first,  though.    ❜

maybe he lied about her being his good luck charm,     but he did feel lucky.     he adored this girl with a passion that rivaled his of baseball    ;    it is clear to see by the twinkling of his gaze as he stares at her.   “hey,   this talent is what’s gonna get me to the big league so you can see me at those games,”   he retorts playfully.     his life plan was to make it to the big league     -     with her by his side every step of the way.    every inch closer she gets,   the brighter the smile on his lips becomes.     he’s anticipating the touch of her mouth against his,    but she stops  and  his brain already begins to hatch a mischievous plan.   “oh really?”    he muses,    wasting no time to snake his arms tightly around her    -    sweaty clothes connecting to her clean ones.    “can i have that kiss now?   or,  you know,  you could just shower with me.”

[bottlebroken]

❛ she never falls in love. ❜

i can’t find it omg   //   @tapegrief

her words freeze his actions,    a moment of silence on his behalf.    his brain is turning the words over and over,  analyzing what she could mean.   there’s something about the tone of her voice that made him focus on what she was saying.    it could have just been a coincidence,   right?     she never falls in love could be about anyone in the world.     and yet jeff couldn’t help but feel like it could be applied to her,   too.      was she afraid she’d get hurt?  afraid she’d hurt someone else?    afraid no one would fall in love with her?    -    or was he just overthinking it?

he finds the corner of his lips reaching to form a soft smile,   eyes softening to match the expression on his face.  they don’t talk much   -   especially if clay isn’t around.    but he would be blind if he couldn’t see that hannah was a sweet girl.    it wasn’t like he didn’t want to talk to her,   either   ;   she was a lot smarter than his friends   -   maybe even smarter than clay in a way.     hannah was like him    -   or at least he thought she was   :    painfully aware of other people and their feelings  but  coming short for her own.

“falling makes it sound painful,   doesn’t it?”   he wonders,   hiking his bag strap over his shoulder as he tilts his head to look down at her.    “like….when you’re a kid and you fall,    you always get back up with all those bruises and cuts.    so you try not to fall again.”      he doesn’t know if this makes sense,    but he’s trying his best.   it’s a lot harder than he thought.      “but if you sky-dive or bungee-jump,   that’s all you’re doing   ;   falling.    and it isn’t bad.  you get that thrill of adrenaline and satisfaction when you’ve finally done it.”  

he takes a moment to bring his palm down on her head in a pat,     messing with her hair a bit before he continues his speech.    “i guess what i’m saying is you just have to find the right kind of falling.    it’s worth it in the end,    but everyone goes through the bad falls too.”