i found my purpose.

independent jack pearson, of nbc's this is us. sideblog to galaxyraised.  by zanza! DRAFTS: 12 STARTERS: 9 INBOX: 6

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i’m thankful for my family.  i’m thankful that we’re all safe,  and there’s no one i’d rather be too hot or too cold with.   //   independent jack pearson of this is us.  by zanza.

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i have ??? a grand total of ZERO non-angsty threads so like this and i’ll toss a fluffy cute thing your way later !!

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STARTER CALL!   hit the heart and i’ll toss a thing your way!  i have verses for teen jack,  young adult jack,  adult jack,  as well as a verse or two where he doesn’t die,  so let me know if you’d like something specific!!  if you’re a multimuse,  let me know who you’d like your starter(s) for!

a verses page is now up! and I’m absolutely still down to plot things!

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PIXAR’S UP STARTER SENTENCES. 

❝ Adventure is out there. ❞ 

❝ What’s wrong? Can’t you talk? ❞

❝ Hey, I don’t bite… ❞

❝ You and me, we’re in a club now. ❞  

❝ You have to swear you will not tell ANYONE. ❞

❝ South America. It’s like America…but south. ❞

❝ You know, you don’t talk very much…I like you! ❞

❝ Take a bath, hippie. ❞

❝ You don’t seem like a public menace to me. ❞

❝ What are you doing out here? ❞

❝ Please let me in. ❞

❝ Don’t touch that! ❞

❝ Well that’s not gonna work. ❞

❝ Whew! I thought you were dead. ❞

❝ Hey, let’s play a game. It’s called: see who can be quiet the longest. ❞

❝ I’m tiiiired. My knee hurts. My elbow hurts and I have to go the bathroom. ❞

❝ But I didn’t have to go then! ❞

❝ I don’t wanna walk anymore. Can we stop? ❞

❝ [ name ], if you don’t hurry up the tigers will eat you. ❞

❝ There’s no tigers in South America. Zoology. ❞

❝ What is that thing?! ❞

❝ No! Stop! That tickles! ❞ 

❝ That doesn’t even rhyme. ❞

❝ I see you back there. ❞ 

❝ Go annoy someone else for a while. ❞ 

❝ Uhhh…we’re not allowed to have dogs in my apartment. ❞

❝ Did that dog just say ‘hi there’? ❞

❝ I just met you and I love you. ❞

❝ Can we keep him/her? Please! Please! Please! ❞

❝ Can I tell you a secret? ❞

❝ Hey, why don’t you get some sleep. ❞

❝ What have I gotten myself into? ❞

❝ We better get moving. ❞

❝ You must be tired. Hungry? ❞

❝ I like you temporarily. ❞

❝ I do not like the cone of shame. ❞

❝ Are you sure I’m not a bother? I’d hate to impose. ❞

❝ You really must stay. I insist. ❞

❝ We have so much to talk about. ❞

❝ Give me your hand! ❞

❝ This is great. I finally meet my childhood hero and he tries to kill us. ❞

❝ It might sound boring, but I think the boring stuff is the stuff I remember the most. ❞ 

❝ Run, [ name ], run! ❞

❝ This is none of my concern. ❞

❝ I didn’t ask for any of this! ❞

❝ I was hiding under your porch because I love you. ❞

❝ Can I stay? ❞

❝ I am your master. ❞

❝ You are my master. ❞

❝ Let me go! ❞

❝ Scream all you want, [ name ], no one can hear you. ❞

❝ Where are you going?! I’m not finished with you! ❞

❝ I want to help. ❞

❝ I don’t want your help! …I want you safe. ❞

❝ I would like to award you the highest honor I can bestow. ❞

❝ Hey, [ name ]! You’re cheating! ❞

❝ Maybe I need new glasses. ❞

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asheartsfade:

@galaxyraised·                          kate & jack. // sc.

          “hey, dad…” kate gave her a father a little smile, stepping through the doorway of their living room, having found him seated on the couch. “i’ve, um… i’ve been working on something upstairs.” ever since her dad had come to her about   his demons   his problems, she’d become a little preoccupied with figuring out how she could help, and how she could make him feel better and alleviate some of the pressure she knew he must’ve been feeling. although, she had to admit, looking at her dad as anything less than perfect was a bit difficult, hence her reluctance to really come to terms with it all. “just wondering if you could come up so i could show it to you.”

“hey,· katie girl,”· ·he lowers the volume on the tv,· a soft smile on his lips as he looks at his daughter.· part of him has been walking around on eggshells with the kids,· unsure exactly how to behave since he’d revealed his issues with drinking· ---· yet they always seem to find ways to make him smile,· the GENUINE kind,· that makes his eyes wrinkle.· jack’s on his feet before kate finishes speaking,· walking toward her,· an arm outstretched to wrap around her shoulders.· ·“i’d be happy to,· kate,”

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     his hands stilled as he stopped packing up his bag — something about staying with the pearsons always made him actually want to kind of try in school, even if it was still that same boring public school he hated. after everything that had happened over the last day or so, with jack leaving the house, then with him coming back? jess didn’t know what else to expect. he watched jack closely, sitting slowly on the bed. though jess relied heavily on randall or kate in serious conversations, for some reason he was kind of glad he and jack were alone in the room for this one. he shrugged, nodding at the same time, never breaking the searching eye contact. 

jack finds himself CHOKED UP as he mulls over the exact words he’s going to say.  a lump resides in his throat,  heavy,  and thick  ---  and his heart races,  but he’s steady.  he has to be   (   if he slows down,  the emotions he’s been OUTRUNNING for years might very well just catch up with him   ).    vulnerability has never been his strong suit;  and sharing something so personal?  that he’s kept so HIDDEN from everybody but rebecca for  ---  for so long?  it’s terrifying.  like he’s expecting the whole SUPERMAN VIBE he’s had going for him for years to simply shatter the second he opens his mouth.  he’s prepared,  or so he thinks,  for what might come  ---  the possibility that jess might never want to speak to him again  ---  and it hurts,  but he can’t keep secrets.  at least,  he can’t keep THIS ONE.  not anymore.  taking a deep breath,  jack moves to sit on the bed beside jess,  lips pressed firmly together for a moment as he finally raises his glance to meet the other man’s.   “this isn’t easy for me.  not easy for me to admit,  or  ---  or t’ deal with,  but i HAVE to.  i have to.  it’s especially hard with you,  because i know what you’ve dealt with your whole life,  and i’d NEVER want to disappoint you  ---  but i might have to,  here,  and i’m really,  really sorry about that,”   he lets out a sigh,  gaze searching the room for a moment,  for anything to look at  ---  anything that isn’t jess  ---  but his eyes make their way back to the young man beside him.   “i’ve got a drinking problem,  son.  it’s not something i’m proud of,  obviously.  i’ve been keeping it from everyone  ---  from you,  kate,  kev,  randall  ---  i’ve kept it from you for YEARS,”   a hand runs over his beard,  attempting to steady himself.   “it  ---  it’s not easy for me to admit,”   he repeats,  quietly,  feeling TEARS sting at his eyes   (   he wipes them away quickly,  tired eyes dropping once more   ).   “my father  ---  he had this problem,  too.  i have to tell you this because.....  because you mean a lot to me,  jess,  and you deserve the truth,  okay?  you deserve so much more,”

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Try to break my muse’s heart in a single sentence.

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ok so I’m.... not doin so hot tonight but I’m thinking about making a pearson family promo for any and all blogs that are interested ?? just list the muse(s) you play in a reply if you’re interested, and i’ll add you to a list and maybe go a week before i make the thing?

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Send me “?” and i’ll write a starter for you that includes one of the following sentences, randomly generated. 1-152, ranges from fluff to angst.

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What’s it like to have a good father

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a what

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hey. can people who write characters over 25/30 reblog this (and i mean like… actually actively write them or want to write them)? also people who don’t use the stereotypical tumblr fcs you see all over the tags (such as w/e celebs are popular at the moment, or fcs that look like they are underaged, etc). i really need to find more of you.

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@onamoonshadow gets a thing bc i’m cryin

TENSION lingers heavily in the air  ---  hell, it lingers heavily in every inch of his body. he can feel it in his knuckles, curled into tight fists at his side   (   as if he’s channeling the WORST of his feelings into a single focal spot  ---  god,  what he wouldn’t do for a good sandbag to hit right about now   ).   he can feel it in his shoulders,  his stomach,  even down to his toes.  they’re both lucky and unlucky,  in a way  ---  with the kids out of the house,  there’s nothing,  really,  to hold anything back.  no fear of their children overhearing or witnessing one of the LESS THAN PERFECT moments in the marriage of jack and rebecca pearson.  part of him is prepared to leave;  to give his wife space.  to get some fresh air himself   (   and try not to end up at a bar somewhere,  drowning his pain,  yet again   ).   instead,  jack holds his ground.  he’d decided a long time ago,  that even at their worst,  AVOIDING his family wasn’t an option.  ISN’T.  it isn’t an option.   so he takes it,  the yelling,  even going as far as to yell back   (   though,  as always,  he restrains himself  ---  an adamant refusal to end up like his father echoing in his head,  even in a moment so filled with emotion   ).   this is normal,  he tells himself,  they’re JACK AND REBECCA,  but they’re also jack,  and rebecca.  two human beings who,  due to their LOVE and his own stubborn need to outrun his darkest feelings,  he sometimes forgets are human.  of course,  it’s all too clear in a moment like this,  as jack finally throws his arms open wide,  fists unclenching as he bursts out,  frustration filling each word,   “so WHAT do you want me to DO,  rebecca,  huh?   because i don’t know if i KNOW anymore,  okay?  i’m tryin’ here,  I AM.  a twelve for you,  i said it.  i haven’t forgotten it.  but lately?  i don’t even know what it MEANS to be a twelve!  i don’t!  so just  ---  just TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!”

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👥 ( i couldn't resist )

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dual promos!  //  @onamoonshadow

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you’re not just my great love story,  rebecca.  you  ---  you were my BIG BREAK.  and our love story,  i know it may not feel like it right now,  but i promise you:  

                                                                IT’S JUST GETTING STARTED.

                                                                        @foundpurpose  &&  @onamoonshadow                                   independent jack pearson && rebecca pearson.                                                       by zanza  &&  by katie.

                                      (   NON-RP BLOGS DON’T REBLOG!   )

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STARTER CALL!   hit the heart and i’ll toss a thing your way!  i have verses for teen jack,  young adult jack,  adult jack,  as well as a verse or two where he doesn’t die,  so let me know if you’d like something specific!!  if you’re a multimuse,  let me know who you’d like your starter(s) for!

a verses page is now up! and I’m absolutely still down to plot things!