* something / 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣!

i will lose you if i can't be alone i'm in love with your eyes when you get me stoned drive me home and i'll sleepwalk back to you i am the girl that i thought i outgrew

[thrustfists]

Frankie sat at the desk, fingers fiddling with the rim of her T-shirt dress, already bored to death of the sound of Mr. Poots voice. GOD, what she could give for a fag right now. or a drink. or both. It was going to be a long two hours. After a few minutes of stern warnings ‘ if i hear any talking from this room, you’ll be here for another two hours! ’ the older man left, leaving the door open. ‘‘ so .. ’’ Frankie almost instantly piped up. ‘‘ what you in for? ’’

[brighthq]

jude had been propped up in her chair, feet on the desk, working on learning to juggle with three wadded up balls of paper. when she heard a voice from across the room- with a remarkably weird accent, in jude’s opinion- it caused her to drop one of the paper balls, sending it to the ground. jude looked the girl over- kinda hot. “i ordered a pizza through the window during math class. i think of my misbehaving as a form of performance art,” she explained. “how ‘bout you? steal someone’s lucky charms?”

[katherinealexander]

     “So… I’m on my break right now, and pissed off at my boss for being a piece of shit and trying to cut my break short. Part of me wants to ditch, but I have a better idea. Just go along with it, yeah?” Kat wasn’t in the best mood, but she wasn’t in a horrible one too. Doing things out of spite to piss someone off was right down her alley. 

[brighthq]

jude’s shift at the local pizza place had just ended, and she was about to leave the mall- until, of course, she saw kat. jude crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, her desperate need to sleep and get out of this dumb uniform forgotten. “what’cha got in mind?” jude asked, but she knew that regardless, she’d go along with whatever kat said. 

[brighthq]

maybe one day i will post some jude and do my caleb replies.... but right now...... im tired

[brighthq]

jude bright tag dump !

[elliot-olivia]

[elliot-olivia]

elliot + holding olivia back 

[johnmulaneys]

[brighthq]

@felixmyers

[brighthq]

felixmyers‌:

A snort came from Felix, shaking his head at the memory. “She had good intentions. I thought they were cute, but I also thought being a virgin was synonymous with being Catholic because of the virgin Mary. Fucking idiot.” He rolls his eyes at her unapologetic objectification. Though they’ve definitely checked girls out together before, so it was far from foreign to Felix. “I’m not gay, I’m just dating a guy. But I know that means fuck all to anyone.” He grabs the blunt between his fingers like a cigarette towards his lips, though chimes in, “You should. You’d be cute together. I’m tired of seeing you single and only getting action through Ruby,” before hitting it, smoke filling his lungs.

jude choked on her blunt at the memory of her explaining that no, lack of sexual activity was not a religion. she raised an eyebrow and smirked. “come to the dark side, fee. embrace the rainbow,” she teased, then cringed at the sound of her own voice saying something so CORNY. she dug ruby out of her pocket and gave her a kiss. “i need a girlfriend that won’t give me a lung disease that’ll make me start posting long anti-juuling paragraphs as the caption on pictures of me with an oxygen mask on,” she admitted. “why am i single?” she puzzled to her friend. “danny’s dating someone. if danny can get some, why am i single? i know i’m not ugly, and i have a shining personality,” she declared. maybe it’s the crippling commitment issues, huh, jude?

[thrustfists]

Poppy and her friends stood outside the shop. arms crossed, eyes rolled, tongues clicking as a random woman gave them a verbal battering, accusing them of stealing from her. They had, but she wasn’t gonna admit to it. They probably needed the cash more than she did anyway. At the threat of the police being called, Poppy piped up ‘‘ go ahead fucker, we don’t even care. ’’ that was apparently the final straw. ‘‘ RIGHT, listen here you little shit - ’’ 

[brighthq]

jude had been skating around the neighborhood- it taken her months to save up to buy a new one after smashing hers into someone’s BMW. she was damn well gonna enjoy it, right? that was around the time she saw poppy- along with some of her little kid friends. obviously, shit was ESCALATING. jude hopped off her skateboard and approached. when she heard a mention of the police, and the lady swearing at poppy, she effortlessly slid between poppy and the lady. “ma’am, i’ll have you know, i don’t tolerate behavior like this,” jude put a hand to her chest. “i’m from the police academy, and i’ll make sure this little brat gets read the riot act- scared straight and all that,” she promised. RIGHT. because jude, at age seventeen and the imposing height of five foot nothing was a convincing cop-in-training; her fuck 12 beanie certainly added to the look. but before the lady could protest, she was hauling poppy off around the corner where she’d stashed her board, intent on getting her out of trouble- ‘cause EXACTLY what the turner kids needed was the cops being called on their second grader. 

[brighthq]

thrustfists‌:

“ sorry ” she mumbles. BILLY who ran the motel would probably have a heart attack if he heard Poppy say that word, her TEACHER would swear she was hearing things, her FRIENDS would be bewildered. She’s LOUD and UNAPOLOGETIC, or at least the facade is. She feels like someone completely different in this house. ‘‘ mm, maybe. ’’ its said without confidence, she knows that no matter what her brother says, she WILL be in shit for this. it feels like waiting for a BOMB to go off. ‘‘ I hate this, Cay. I hate living like this. ’’

“‘s okay,” caleb promises, “just don’t want you to get hurt, okay?” like it’s that simple, like he can protect her, when they’re trapped, afraid, always. he doesn’t want her to get hurt, but it’s never that simple. 

he flinches when she says that, really- he does, too. and he wishes he could do something, he should DO SOMETHING, because he’s her older brother, and theo’s and mila’s, and he should fix it- someone should fix it, danny or their mom or someone. “maybe..” he starts, but his voice falls off. he stirs a little in his seat. “maybe we could do something,” he tries again, clearing his throat. “like... maybe one day, when he’s asleep, mama can take us away from here.” from him. “i dunno where we’d stay, but maybe we could find somewhere. we could go really far away, where he couldn’t find us,” he said, his fantasy getting ahead of him, dreams of a smothered childhood rising up from the ground. he quickly wiped away the tears forming in his eyes, so as to not let his little sister see them. “i could call the police,” he said finally, a gasp in the silence. 

[brighthq]

thrustfists‌:

‘‘ I love the name Judith, it suits you,’’ he says stubbornly, offering jude a cheesy grin before standing back up. ‘‘ good idea, c’mon, i know where his secret stash is, but we gotta get into the main house. ’’ Danny offers her a hand to pull her up, ‘‘ I mean, you could kiss Kat I guess. You can’t kiss Felix. ’’

“whatever, darryl,” jude said, sticking out her tongue- y’know, like grownups do. “shit, derek’s got it made at this place,” jude said, following danny out to enter the main house. “hmmm...” jude’s eyes went to the stars as she thought about kissing kat. “she’s hot, for sure,” she reasoned. “nah, felix will be too busy playin’ tonsil hockey with you, right?” she nudged danny. 

[felixmyers]

@judehq​

“You remember Erin?” Felix asks, passing Jude a pearled blunt with a shot. The childhood friends were wasted, which wasn’t really something they did on the regular, but it always felt fun to Felix. “She snapchatted me a video of her dog throwing up on her grandma. I can’t believe I didn’t marry her in the fourth grade.” Erin was the girl Felix had a crush on just because she also like Pokemon. Which he then proceeded to have a crush on until the sixth grade when she started her scene phase.

[brighthq]

“erin?” jude thought long and hard, and took a drag off the blunt. “holy shit! yeah, didn’t she cut her own bangs in the school bathroom when we were, like, twelve?” she wondered aloud. “weird girl. kind hot last time i saw her,” she said, passing the blunt back to him. “too bad you’re gay now,” she batted at his hair, “but maybe i’ll hit her up.”

[thrustfists]

DANNY was certainly not sober, but at this point, he didn’t think any of them where. He couldn’t tell, though, he was too caught up in trying to drink as much as he could as quickly as he could. ‘‘ JUDITH. ’’ he yelled, bouncing across the room to the redhead girl. ‘‘ My glass is empty again, is your glass empty? ’’ // @judehq​

[brighthq]

 jude sat kicked back on the sofa, feet up on the arm, half past drunk. she didn’t like drinking that much to begin with- tasted bad, weed was more fun, for sure- but it was new years, so like, it was required. “hey!” she slung an arm around danny, “ugh, don’t call me judith. but yeah, i could use a refill. let’s see what derek’s dads got lyin’ around, huh? i wanna not forget all of 2019,” she announced. “think i can find someone to kiss when the ball drops ‘fore midnight?” she asked thoughtfully.

[brighthq]

thrustfists‌:

She feels like her throat is going to close up, the anxiety is SUFFOCATING, it won’t be anything NEW, it won’t be anything they haven’t been through before, but that doesn’t make it any less TERRIFYING. She brings her fingers to her lips, chewing hard on the skin around her nails, a bad habit she’s always had, but the RAWNESS and BLOOD that comes from those wounds sting far less than anything else in her life. ‘‘ No - and yes. ’’ Poppy mumbles, leaning in slightly to her brothers touch, trying to remember the moment the panic hit. ‘‘ I was talking to JUDE, you know, the one with the RED HAIR, but there was a social worker there, she was - she was standing by the lift but she was watching. ’’

“hey, try not to,” caleb said gently, motioning to her hands. she’s already hurt enough, he wants to try and keep it to a minimum. caleb thought about it- internally, there was a loop going dammit dammit dammit, because even if the social worker didn’t hear, their father did, and he would be PISSED. “it’s okay. if she was all the way over there, she probably didn’t even hear, right? so soon as this all blows over, and they leave us alone, he’ll forget about it. and ‘till then, well- i’ll hang out with you, ‘kay?” which is code for, i’ll protect you. you’re my little sister, and i’ll keep you safe. but caleb didn’t want to think about all that, wanted to pretend it was so much less scary and complicated than that.

[sakura-haruka]

i’m not putting my fucking hand down there.

Bonus:

[thrustfists]

@derekwgames

[brighthq]

thrustfists‌:

‘‘ Guess you never really know a person, do you? Boy’s a damn hypocrite and a fucking good liar,’’ he states, but his eyes are on Poppy, it’s certainly not a WARM LOOK, and there’s definite darkness behind it. attention turns back to Jude. ‘‘ The Mrs and I suspect it’s his friends leading him down this path. mixing with the wrong sorts, she thinks. ’’ Douglas adds, returning the shake but making sure she sees him wipe his hand on against his jacket the moment they break. ‘‘ But here, let me show you the way. ’’ 

“yeah...” jude mumbled, glancing at poppy, and raising her eyebrow almost imperceptibly. all that was really registering was how weird of a thing that was to say about your kid, and how weird this whole thing felt. “peer pressure’s like that, I guess,” jude agreed, biting down on her lip when she watched him wipe his hand off. don’t say anything, don’t say anything, don’t say anything. “okay,” she agreed, following douglas, but she sent a look back at poppy, one she hoped would say something like i’ll beat him up if you need me to. 

[brighthq]

thrustfists‌:

“yeah,” the child says with a nod, keeping her eyes on the ground. ‘‘ I - I think so, I mean,the doctors won’t tell me much, but Mila’s still in there. she wouldn’t be if he was like .. fucked up still. ’’ not very child-appropriate language, but Poppy has never been a normal child, so to speak. ‘‘ he - ’’ she starts, but the words seem to get stuck in her throat ‘‘ h-he had - had a-a- ’’ like clockwork, Douglas Turner appears in front of them, a social worker she recognizes standing in front of the lift he just came out of. ‘‘ I can answer that - Daniel had an overdose. heroin. Always knew his problem would catch up with him, boy never did listen. ’’ he says, outstretching a hand, but his eyes aren’t on Jude, they’re on Poppy. ‘‘ Douglas Turner, Daniel’s father. ’’

“well- that’s good,” jude shrugged. she didn’t really wanna picture danny in there, let alone face it, ‘cause, like shit. that’s DANNY, in the hospital. but, she’s not just gonna not see him, not come bug him. 

jude squinted at danny’s dad. “no way,” jude says, and it’s not out of disbelief or surprise- that so did not happen. “danny’s like, the DARE poster boy,” she states with a shrug. but she doesn’t wanna get into it with this guy, not when she glances at poppy and she’s all tensed up. something’s WRONG, but jude’s gonna try not to go any further, not say any dumb shit she shouldn’t, cause she’s got a bad feeling about the way he’s looking at poppy, the way his story doesn’t add up- she stretches out her hand, gives him her firmest shake. “jude bright. danny’s friend. i came here to visit him,” she says.