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@jacksoncclt
“ war is all we really understand. “
“ is that an excuse or an explanation? ” jackson wasn’t passing judgement, and they hoped that came across well enough in their tone, low though their voice was. they genuinely wanted to know. if was was all they knew, would there ever be an end? was there any hope at all? they were exhausted beyond measure, and couldn’t help but imagine what they were capable of if they really leaned into the idea that war was all anyone really understood. jax ducked their head down, partially out of hopelessness, but also out of the fear of being caught with a cobra.
🤝 – holding their hand
like they’d been struck by a hot stove, jackson jolts, whipping their hand back. it wasn’t a foreign gesture, not entirely. with their current injuries, several people offered jax a hand for one reason or another. but this felt notably different. it begged only one question. “ what are you doing? ”
👗 – adjusting their clothes
jackson watched somewhat absently as q’s hand got closer. when he straightened out their button down shirt, jax brightened into a smile. “ thanks, ” they said, beaming. it was a simple gesture, but more intimate than they expected. all the same, they appreciated it, glad q had their back.
NETFLIX’S ALTERED CARBON SENTENCE STARTERS
“ first thing you’ll learn is that nothing is what it seems. “ “ your body is not who you are; you shed it like a snake shedding its skin. “ “ that’s easy, i’m not real. what’s your excuse? “ “ one thing i can promise you: coming back from the dead is a bitch. every single time. “ “ no matter how tranquil the world seems, peace doesn’t last long. “ “ the instinct for violence curls inside like a parasite, waiting for a chance to feed our rage and multiply until it bursts out of us. “ “ war is all we really understand. “ “ the victors rewrite history. it’s another kind of war waged after the battlefield killing is done, to murder the memory of the defeated. “ “ mom said grudges are stupid. she said you had to let them go or else it would kill your soul. “ “ enough? it’s an interesting word. i’m not familiar with it. “ “ haven’t you heard? god is dead. we’ve taken his place. “ “ if you’re a god then what do you need me for? “ “ there are never moms in these stories. “ “ so you love your wife too much to fuck her? “ “ i certainly love my wife too much to let you fuck her. “ “ for children who were never allowed to grow up, greed isn’t the only motive for killing. “ “ i thought you didn’t want to own me. “ “ i will personally reduce this place to a smoking pile of rubble and you with it. “ “ let him believe you’re weak until the moment he discovers you’re not. “ “ there are some things you can’t kill your way out of. “ “ focus on what you care about the most with every atom of your existence. “ “ the mind does interesting things under extreme stress. “ “ how do i know you are who you are? “ “ when everyone lies, telling the truth isn’t just rebellion; it’s an act of revolution. so think carefully when you speak it, because the truth is a weapon. “ “ so i’m unconscious for ten fucking minutes and you start replacing my body parts!? “ “ a man who doesn’t love isn’t really a man. “ “ maybe we all fought for nothing. maybe you died for nothing. “ “ it is not our enemies that defeat us. it is our fear. do not be afraid of the monsters. make them afraid of you. “ “ i cannot speak for you, my friend, but i’m here to kick great amounts of ass. “ “ you may work for them, but you aren’t one of them. “ “ fearing death is good for you. “ “ that’s the hardest thing to get used to: nothing survives. “ “ i believe you’re my sister’s bitch. “ “ are you a believer? “ “ but when you believe a lie for too long, the truth doesn’t set you free. it tears you apart. “ “ i think your relationship with honesty is passing at best. “
TOUCH MEME
send a symbol for my muse to react to yours… (or add +reverse for my muse to touch yours)
VIOLENT 🔪 – stabbing them 👊 – punching them ✋ – slapping them in the face 👞 – kicking them 🎀 – pulling their hair
FLUFFY/FRIENDLY 🍭 – stroking their hair 🖐 – high fiving them 🤝 – holding their hand 👄– kissing them on their [place of choice] 👐 – hugging them 💅 – painting their [finger/toe] nails 🤧 – comforting them when crying 🤒 – caring for them when sick/injured 💃 – dancing with them 👗 – adjusting their clothes 👒 – brushing their hair
NSFW 👋 – spanking them on the booty 💋 – giving them an open mouth kiss 👅 – giving them a love bite on [place of choice] ✌️ – fingering them/jerking them off 💦 – eating them out 💫 – pulling their hair 🔥 – grinding against them 💧 – bathing them
just opened the ask box lol oops!
Useless Details Ask Meme II
Send one of the following symbols to find out more about my muse! Part I: (X)
Getting closer:
× what does your muse smell like? what perfume/cologne are they using? � do they shower often? every day or just every couple of days? ♻ how about brushing teeth? three times a day, or just in the morning? ⌘ do they rather shower or take a bath? ♀ how long does your muse usually need for a shower/bath? ⚣ how long does your muse need to shave? (this is also for the ladies!) ♂ does your muse put on make-up? how long do they need for it every day? ⚢ what kind of make-up does your muse use? favourite colours? how much do they use?
Exploring their body:
♤ does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them? ♧ any freckles/moles/birth marks? where? ♡ are their fingernails dirty or clean? cut/long? ♢ how much do they weigh? ♠ any ‘weird’ characteristics on their body? one leg/arm longer than the other? ♣ are their veins particularly visible when they’re angry/upset/sad? ♥ do they have more muscles or more fat on their body? ♦ any tattoos? where? what’s the story behind them?
Open your closet:
⦂ what clothes do they sleep in? ♚ do they have a favourite piece of clothing? ❅ what do they usually wear when they’re not working? ☏ what do they wear when they’re at work? ₤ how many shoes do they have? what kind? Σ how many purses do they have? ⌚ how long do they need to decide what to wear in the morning? ⌛ do they go shopping for clothes often? how long do they usually need? $ how much money do they spend on clothes every month?
HONESTY HOUR😈
kaltgestellt:
Ask me what you want
( * & . — BILLIE EILISH LYRICS .
‘ don’t you know i’m no good for you ? ’
‘ nothing ever stops you leaving . ’
‘ i could lie , say i like it like that . ’
‘ don’t you know too much already ? ’
‘ i’ll only hurt you if you let me . ’
‘ call me friend , but keep me closer . ’
‘ nothing is better sometimes . ’
‘ let me let you go . ’
‘ i just wish you could feel what you say . ’
‘ i know you too well . ’
‘ if ‘ i love you ’ was a promise , would you break it if you’re honest ? ’
‘ i don’t wanna be you anymore . ’
‘ losing feeling is getting old . ’
‘ only you know the way that i break . ’
‘ if we were meant to be , we would’ve been by now . ’
‘ all i see is him right now . ’
‘ go ahead and watch my heart burn with the fire that you started in me , but i’ll never let you back to put it out . ’
‘ your love feels so fake . ’
‘ if i could get to sleep , i would have slept by now . ’
‘ when you call my name , do you think i’ll come running ? ’
‘ so good at giving me nothing . ’
‘ when you close your eyes , do you picture me ? ’
‘ you should see me in a crown . ’
‘ your silence is my favorite sound . ’
‘ i like the way they all scream . ’
‘ i think you’re pretty . ’
‘ i’m not your baby . ’
‘ where’s my mind ? ’
‘ what an expensive fate . ’
‘ my v is for vendetta . ’
‘ thought that i’d feel better , but now i got a bellyache . ’
‘ i wear my noose like a necklace . ’
‘ i wanna make ‘em scared . ’
‘ don’t be cautious , don’t be kind . ’
‘ i don’t belong to anyone . ’
‘ by the way , you’ve been uninvited . ’
‘ why so sad , bunny ? ’
‘ call me calloused , call me cold . ’
‘ you better love me . ’
‘ i would hate to see you go . ’
‘ i hate to be the one that told you so . ’
‘ you just crossed the line , you’ve run out of time . ’
‘ sorry , sorry , i’m sorry , sorry … sike . ’
‘ wake up and smell the coffee . ’
‘ is your cup half full or empty ? ’
‘ i love it when you’re awfully quiet . ’
‘ you don’t have to keep it quiet . ’
‘ i know it makes you nervous , but i promise you it’s worth it . ’
‘ i promise you it’s worth it to show ‘em everything you kept inside . ’
‘ too shy to say , but i hope you stay . ’
screndipitv:
Piper was glad she could make them smile. It was good to know she wasn’t the only one that had a blast and from Jax’s expression, she knew she wasn’t alone. “Oh, good! I don’t know who I’m kidding. I don’t drink coffee. I’m a hot chocolate gal.” She let out a soft laugh, biting her lip as she waited for Jax. “Where do you want to go?”
“ don’t bother. it tastes like crap and it’s not worth the money. ” jackson couldn’t remember the last time they’d had honest to goodness hot chocolate. it reminded them vividly of their childhood and playing outside in the snow, and piper’s statement made her that much more endearing to jackson. “ i haven’t been to the comfort diner in a while, ” they suggested, “ how about there? ” after it was posed, it didn’t take long for jackson’s stomach to rumble loudly. when was the last time they’d had a warm meal, again?
svrrenders:
“i know i am. i think about being anywhere but here almost daily, though. i could be on a beach in hawaii right now. but instead i’m here where i’ll either freeze to death or get shot to death by the end of the month.” her tone ended up being more bitter than she’d intended and she finished off the sentence with a forced smile. “sorry. i should try to be more optimistic. i’m mariana, by the way. i don’t think we’ve met before, have we?”
“ yeah, valdez is turning into quite the haven, isn’t it? ” jackson scoffed slightly, then shrugged. anyone who had enough energy to consciously remain optimistic at a time like this was probably someone that jackson needed to be friends with. even if they couldn’t understand it. what right did they have to be optimistic when a hundred lives had ended all due to a gang war they were actively complicit in? “ hm, no, i don’t think we have, ” they agreed. although mariana’s face looked vaguely familiar, jackson was hearing her name for the first time. “ i’m jackson. or jax. it’s nice to meet you. ”
screndipitv:
“Good. Cause gang war aside, I had fun. At the movies.” Her eyes glossed over the other before finding their eyes again. “It would really suck if one of us died before we got to the really fun stuff. Ya know?” It was an attempt at flirting and cheering them both up. “Do you wanna… grab coffee or food or… something?”
jackson’s expression brightened notably at piper’s mention of the movies. the film was better than jax had expected in every conceivable way and they couldn’t remember the last time they got so excited during a movie. the brief moment the memory took hold was a welcome relief from the constant flashbacks from the previous sunday night. it was piper’s flirtatious comment that brought them back to the present. jackson raised a brow before nodding, their eyes locked onto hers. “ yeah, yeah, absolutely. food would be amazing--i’ve been drinking way too much coffee lately. ”
silentkept:
“ i was just offering some coffee, dear. ” eleanor reiterated with the same incantation of kindness in her voice, a warm recyclable cup in her hands outstretched for the other to take. the past few days were certainly the worst she’s ever seen in quite some time, if not, one of the worst ever. the death toll had finally reached it’s final numbers and the result was but a shocker to the older woman. for a moment, she was rather thankful work had come into the picture. that it had disrupted her social life and kept her drowned in a sea of paper rather than bullets. still, that didn’t mean she didn’t empathize with the people who survived the mayhem, whether it be with emotional or physical scars. making herself comfortable in a seat not too far from their own, eleanor simply offered a polite smile and took a sip out of her own beverage, eyes downcast as to not overwhelm them. “ i don’t mean to pry.. ” she began softly, looking a touch of embarrassed for bringing it up. leave it to eleanor to worry about the wellbeing of others. “ but have you been sleeping ? ”
jackson took the cup, not wanting her to keep her arm outstretched for longer than necessary. they looked down at it, contemplating if a third cup would have the intended effect. as it stood, their heart rate was already pretty high, but it wasn’t as though they were going to get some sleep any time soon. “ thanks, ” they said after a moment, as though remembering their manners. a stranger offered a hot cup of coffee for free, and a caring expression. that was better than what they’d been reliving for the past few days. ( actually, just about anything was better. ) a wry chuckle left jax at the question. “ nope. not really. ” they shrugged, wondering how many personal details they ought to divulge--their role in the massacre that happened at the casino. “ i’m not sure anyone ‘round here is sleeping soundly, though. ”
@slyfingers
vmxtamorphosis:
Violet smiled a little, tilting her head. “My place isn’t too far from here. Vodka is all I have if that’s alright.” Personally, she wouldn’t drink much. She had spent more then half her life surrounded every night by drunken strangers. That was more then enough to turn her off drinking. Well, getting drunk to be more specific. Things were bad right now. She might not have been there, but she didn’t have to be to know the impact the fight had. “How have you been holding up? And don’t think you can lie, love, I heard you were there.”
“ vodka sounds perfect. ” in actuality, jackson had been deeply considering a different route for numbing the pain and the screams inside their head these days. but alcohol was much easier to come by and less expensive. it was also legal compared to those other routes, though that wouldn’t be much of a deterrent considering their occupation. jax stayed silent after her question. how were they holding up? just barely. jackson felt like their bones were seconds away from crumbling, leaving the rest of them to collapse into a pile of dust. “ uh-- ” they shrugged, meeting violet’s eyes for a moment. “ i don’t know. ” it was an answer as honest as they came. jax had no clue where to go from here.