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++ . h e r j u n i o r .

connie didn’t entirely understand. she wanted him to speak, hear him say something since he was never given that freedom. she wanted to let him know that speaking around her was absolutely alright, but she didn’t know his situation and how drastic it was. though, her hands were no longer near the paper which allowed him to take it back. “ i’m sorry, “ she repeated. “ are there things you like to do? “

His shrug isn’t disregarding the question, he’s just uncertain of how to answer it in the manner he’s MOST comfortable. Nonverbal communication is hard to master with a stranger in a small amount of time. Patting his pockets, Brewster produces a pen and pulls the napkin from beneath his coffee. Written statement is much easier on his psyche.

READING. WORKING.

#herjunior #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )#ooc : lmao im late on this

rules; copy and repost with the last ten things in your google search history regardless of how stupid/ridiculous/bland/whatever they may be and then tag some followers to see what the hell we’ve been googling!

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tagging: lazaruscomplex , munchingmuff , policedeyes

#ooc : im the most normal 17 year old young man what the fuck #: i was expecting way worse #: also mickey rourke is not real im p sure he is not

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WHERE DID I GO WRONG —– ?

#( SELF - PR0M0. )#ooc : winks @ u #: fight me about it

++ . h a r d l y t r u s t i n g .

breuster - continued from [x]

He takes the pack with a brief, grateful smile, and nods at the offer of a light. He’s gotten used to the no talking thing; it’s a nice change of pace from being surrounded by people who never shut up.

‘ ‘preciate it. ‘

It’s nice having no obligation to speak. They seem to get along just as well with their mouths shut--- something he’s been hoping for for nearly a decade now. Brewster’s thumb flicks the flint of some heavy old lighter an old man gave him in the testing rooms and lights the other’s cigarette, then one for himself. He taps the other’s shoulder with the back of his hand.

❛ hm ? ❜

How are you ?

#hardlytrusting #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )#ooc : i like this already im trash

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#1oo . ᶤ ʷᶤᶳʰ ᶤ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˑ ( AESTHETIC )

☂ c:

❛ n-n—no—- ❜ He doesn’t say it fast enough. The sweater covers his sleeveless arms and he’s involuntarily hunching his shoulders away from the heat. It’s late September and New York isn’t being forgiving to the cyclist— but he’s not sure he’s comfortable taking this guy’s jacket.

#abovcgod #&. ( meme. ) *

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

#&. ( meme. ) *#ooc : listen #: dont be wild

++ . o f d e b r i s .

( breuster: you say a lot when you keep your mouth shut. )

& she takes a seat opposite the other, swerving the seat around so as the back of the chair faced forward & her legs rested either side, chin placed atop the rim, “saw you from a couple booths back, looked like you could use the comp’ny, & so could I… So, here I am. How’re you doing, stranger?” Peyton knew better than to talk to strangers, but she was feeling a little spontaneous.

Shit.

He traded shifts with Dana this morning, legs too sore and brain to numb to properly function, in hopes of a quiet afternoon and gyro to himself. Not so. That’s fine--- he can pretend. Brewster shrugs, sipping from his Coke and offering a more or less practiced smile.

#ofdebris #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )#ooc : this is fine i didn't really have a preference

——— 『 J. W. 』

❝ ——no, no no no no no… it’s, it’s horrible. we have to leave, we just– HAVE TO! ❞

breuster!

❛ ---- ?! ❜ He knows panic too well, nearly trusts it at this point. Brewster sets a hand on the other’s shoulder and nods without questioning him.

#cowardjosh #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )#ooc : this is cool honestly im fine with this

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NOT A WORD FROM YOUR LIPS. YOU JUST TOOK FOR GRANTED THAT I WANT TO SKINNY DIP.

#( SELF - PR0M0. )#ooc : snitches

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SEND ME ONE FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION

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malydiawrites:

“Are you breaking up with me?” “Are you having nightmares again?” “Anything you want to say?” “Apparently, I need to grow a mustache.” “Balloons? Really?” “Be quiet!” “But what if we get caught?” “Can you not?” “Care to tell me what’s going on?” “Come find me.” “Did you even love me?” “Did you ever stop to think about how I feel?” “Don’t look at me like that.” “Don’t touch me.” “Do you love him/her?” “Do you love me?” “Everyone leaves.” “Eviction notice. It’s an eviction notice.“ "Fine, I’ll go.” “Finally!” “Fight me for it.” “Fuck it.” “Get away from me.” “Gotcha!” “How high are you?” “How did you get here?” “I bought a goat.” “If what we had was real, how could you be fine?” “I get that you wanted to come up with the plan, but your plan is stupid.” “I hate you.” “I’ll bet you a dollar.” “I said that I’m in love with you.” “I think I’m pregnant.” “I’m going to kill you.” “I’m not eating that.” “Is that a chicken?” “It’s not that I think your cooking is bad! It’s just … Not that good.” “Jokes on me, huh?” “Just friends?” “Just let me go.” “Just tell me the truth!" "Kiss me.” “Kicking someone is not a form of romance.” “Let me explain.” “Listen, it was a completely innocent gesture.” “Maybe you should go.” “Maybe fuck you will be our always.” “May need you to bail me out of jail.” “Miss you.” “No. The answer is no.” “Not drunk enough for this.” “Never, ever doing that again.” “Okay, I know this looks bad…” “Please don’t.” “Please stop talking.” “Personally, I’d rather make out with a cactus.” “Quick, I need you to bring me a bottle of bleach.” “Quiet! Someone’s going to hear.” “Quit being annoying.” “Really, where were you?” “Right. Of course it’s my fault.” “Silly of me to think you actually cared.” “Simple? Brushing my teeth is simple. This? This is not simple.” “So… How’s the weather?” “Tell me you didn’t steal someones dog.” “There’s something wrong with you.” “This definitely isn’t what it looks like.” “Us? There is no us.” “Unable to process the stupidity of what you just said. Sorry.” “Unfortunately, she/he said no." "Very cute.” “We can’t do this.” “Was it just a lie?” “Wait, what did you just say?” “Wait! Hold on!" "Who the hell is passed out in the driveway?” “What the hell?” “Why are you naked?” “Why is there silly string everywhere?” “Why is there a frozen turkey in the bathtub?" "Without you, I’m lost.” “X-Rays? What the hell did you do and why didn’t you tell me?” “You broke up with me. There’s nothing left between us anymore.” “You’re leaving? But it’s taco night…” “Zebras have nothing to do with this conversation.” “Zelda is more important right now."

#&. ( meme. ) *

++ . h e r j u n i o r .

the loud thud made connie fly back only a little. maybe his sudden panic was because this paper was his only way of justification or a grotesque reminder to himself. with her elbows no longer on the table, but allowing the paper’s freedom from her arm trap, she took a breath. connie was always jumpy, no matter what it would be, she would always find something to jump about.

“ ‘m sorry. it’s yours, was just trying to help. thought i knew how. “

He settles down fairly quickly, hands curling away when he realizes there’s no real threat here. He knows he’s in the wrong, so he offers an apologetic sound, low in his throat, as he avoids eye contact. His gaze instead falls on the tortured expression of a young adult. He covers his picture with the palm of his hand.

#herjunior #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )

++ . a q u a w e n c h .

‘ aw c’mon, old man!! look, i’ll make it a deal and we’ll just stay for this one band!! ‘ in other words, i really don’t wanna be alone, but i also wanna see this band.

Hell.

Brewster takes a slow breath through his nose, then scrubs his hands over his face. He has his headphones curled in his pocket if this gets bad. He nods.

#aquawench #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )

📚

random dialogue from a random book // accepting

Water For Elephants - page 81

❛ just leave it the hell alone ! ❜ The most words he’s spoken voluntarily in a long time. In regards to some stupid scrap of newspaper. He pulls it away and waves the other off, heart beating hard.

#jcshing #&. ( meme. ) *

&& . l a z a r u s c o m p l e x .

“shit—okay.” his voice carries an uncharacteristic amount of compassion, not normally reserved for these types of interviews–but it slips past his lips without thought, shoulders slumping as dean searches his person for his notepad and pen. it’s an endeavour that takes a moment, but one that’s far from fruitless, the items offered up with a certain level of hesitance ( dean taking care to keep his distance ). “alright.. i’m gonna ask you some questions, and you can just–write down the answers. that something you think you can do for me, man?”

He hides his surprise despite his vulnerable state as he takes the proffered items with shaky hands. Gathering himself and his thoughts, he grips the notepad hard, awaiting further instruction. Some part of his brain is trying very hard to differentiate white and chrome locked doors from flashing police lights and men in suits. A nod.

Go ahead.

#lazaruscomplex #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )

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Send “📚” and I will flip to a random page in a book and use the first line of dialogue I see as a starter.

#&. ( meme. ) *

++ . h e r j u n i o r .

her brows furled even more now. the paper was set back atop the table under darkened by the shadow of her bridged hands resting under her chin. she saw discomfort, so she would inquire something that may rid of it. still, connie had a multitude of questions she wanted to ask him, but that didn’t guarantee a definite reply back. “ would you like me to rid of this paper? “

In panic, he slams a hand on top of the paper. Brewster shakes his head empathically. This is all he has---- aside from the permanent bodily and psychological damage. That’s the last remnants of his escape, of the only time he tried to better his life out of sheer will. When he opens his mouth he doesn’t plan to speak, but the word slips out.

❛ please. ❜

#herjunior #x. ( 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 )#ooc : hell yeah #: he LL YEAH

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