Jacob Miller

17-Junior-Catcher-Deaf and probably smarter than you

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izabellakingsley‌:

Though she knew there wasn’t really a ladybug in the corner of the room, she still looked, for the sake of playing along. “Yup, totally hallucinating, that settles it. I can’t take anything you say seriously now.” She teased, barely able to contain her laughter but somehow managing as she let her gaze fall on him again. “Definitely not the shitty Tim Burton ones. We don’t acknowledge them. It was just my favorite story as a kid. I wanted so badly to be Alice that I tried to find a rabbit hole to fall down, which I realize sounds awfully dramatic but whatever.” She laughed, chewing her bottom lip into her mouth because she couldn’t believe she’d just admitted that. “I bet you say that to all the girls to get their numbers.” She joked, before taking his phone and typing in her number real quick, and then handing it back 

“Please, in your dreams, and if it does mean that, don’t go getting used to it.” She laughed, trying to hide her face once again before giving up on doing that entirely. “Nope, sorry, you’re cancelled.” She waved her hand as though shooing him away before grinning widely. “Actually, neither have I, I’ll be honest. She was just the first superhero woman who came to mind.”  

“Wait, how do I know you’re not a hallucination?” he asked with a jokingly panicked expression, trying to make her laugh again; her smile was really pretty when she did. He placed a hand over his heart as she signed words he loved to see. “You get me. Have you seen the M-A-R-T-I-N S-H-O-R-T movie? It’s amazing.” He decided to tease her a bit. “Oh definitely. Guys too, works every time.” He was absolutely kidding; he wasn’t that kind of guy. He quickly sent her a message saying “Hey, it’s Shakespeare” before jutting out his bottom lip. “I’m not special?” he asked before he couldn’t keep the pout going and chuckled. He shrugged, expecting his cancellation but smiling as she was in the same state he was in. “Well, you’d need to be Wonder Woman to read one of my stories. Seriously, if it ever happens, be fucking honored.”

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littlemissxevie‌:

;; The blonde started to lean in so he might be able to hear her until she realised how stupid that notion was and leaned back again. “Evie.” She told him. “Sorry.” 

He smirked a bit at her apology, shaking his head as if to dismiss it. He knew that a lot of people weren’t used to communicating with a deaf person; as long as the person wasn’t being an asshole about it, he was incredibly forgiving about mistakes. “Nice to meet you, Adult Evie,” he teased, continuing to dance to the best of his ability.

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izabellakingsley‌:

Now she really wished she had kept most of her face hidden behind her hair, because she was certain that her cheeks were a very noticeable shade of pink by this point. “You must be hallucinating. It is a party, maybe there was more than alcohol in those little red cups,” she countered jokingly, feeling her stomach twist in a not entirely unpleasant way as he called the action adorable again. She didn’t know what it was, and she didn’t entirely mind it, which freaked her out but she was enjoying herself too much to overthink it. “Totally imagined it. Ask anyone and they will tell you that you are bonkers, but no worries– all the best people are, right?” She continued to jest, barely able to maintain a straight face. “Well, we are stuck with each other, so I suppose that makes sense. I’ll just have to suffer and act like it isn’t really one of my dreams coming true.” She was exaggerating, slightly, and she couldn’t keep the smile off her face. “But, like, if you’re serious, I… wow. I’m not even kidding. I will die a little, in the good way.” She laughed, tucking a strand of hair that couldn’t seem to stay in place behind her ear. “Well, of course we do. If they could see our horns, they would know we’re real and where is the fun in that?” At the mention of it being three a.m., she shook her head. She had completely forgotten how late, or rather, early, it was. Not that she minded. “I don’t know about you, but this is a first for me. I also usually avoid conversation at these things,” she admitted, but she was glad that she’d made an exception tonight. “Immovable object, meet Wonderwoman.” She smirked. 

He sarcastically “Oh-I-see”ed again, pointing towards the empty corner of the room. “That explains the huge ladybug in the corner with the rainbow sunglasses,” he teased before nodding with a smile. “Alice in Wonderland. Good reference. As long as it wasn’t the shitty Tim Burton ones.” He nodded, getting out his phone from his pocket, unlocking it and handing it to her. “Put in your number, I’ll text you when I know I’m going to a game soon.”

 He chuckled at her joke before his eyebrows went up a bit. “Does that mean I’m special?” he teased before his face contorted a bit with guilt. “I actually haven’t seen the new one, don’t hate me.”

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izabellakingsley‌:

His laughter was infectious and she couldn’t bring herself to even feign offense as she laughed along with him. Of course, he somehow managed to make her blush a second time when he called her reaction adorable and she glanced away for a second, letting some of her hair fall in front of her face to hide it. “Me? Do something adorable? I could never.” She wrinkled her nose, teeth grazing her lower lip as she let her gaze fall on him once again. “That’s literally so cool and I am officially envious. I always wanted to go to an actual game, because the games seem like they’d be so much more fun in person, but my parents were lame.” Her father had bought tickets for them at one point, but had ended up selling them because he’d had a “work thing” or something of the sort. She didn’t even try hiding her blush this time around as her smile brightened, and it actually reached her eyes, which was a feat for her. “Rich kids with brains. We’re, like, mythological creatues. Practically unicorns,” she joked. “It’s such a relief when you meet someone on your level, though.” She playfully rolled her eyes at his answer. “Alright, one of the best writers of all time, we’ll see how shit it is when I eventually get my hands on something. Did I mention I’m stubborn? ‘Cause I am.” 

He was even more thankful now that she knew sign, since her hair was covering up her lips; he wouldn’t be able to understand her otherwise. “Oh, then I’m hallucinating,” he teased. “Because if you could never, then I must’ve imagined that adorable shit that just happened.” He felt his chest get a little tight when she looked at him like that, but he tried to shake it off. He didn’t want to do or say something stupid in their first conversation; he’d save that for later. “Well, if we’re stuck with each other, then you’ll have to come with me sometime, right?” he asked, sending her an eyebrow arch of his own. He chuckled with a nod. “We’re definitely unicorns. Just have invisible horns.”  He nodded again. “Right? It’s rare to walk up to someone at a party and have an intelligent conversation, especially at three am.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her ‘threat.’ “Unstoppable force, meet immovable object.”

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izabellakingsley‌:

“Tony Miller!” She exclaimed, and then she immediately felt her face flush afterward. She’d both signed and yelled the name, undoubtedly startling a few of the party goers awake. “So, like, you got to go to all the games right? That’s amazing. Of course, I say that but it also sucks having a famous parent.” Being the daughter of the late Imogen Hawthorne, she’d had more than her fair share of people attempt to be her friend for all the wrong reasons. “But yeah, anyway, I am a Sox fan. Huge fan. My father grew up in Boston and I was forced to watch the games all the time. I became a big fan, even though I lived in Manhattan,” she explained, surprising herself as she felt another smile form on her lips. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d smiled so much, without faking it. She chuckled as she linked her pinky with his, giving it a shake before releasing it. “And who says you aren’t any good? Just you?” She teased, arching her brow playfully. “You know, I think I can live with that.” 

Jacob couldn’t help but laugh out loud at her reaction, not antagonistically, but because it was one of the cutest reactions he’d seen to finding out who his dad was. “That was fucking adorable,” he admitted, still trying to tone down his laughter. He noticed a few people giving the two of them dirty looks, but he didn’t care; this was the most fun he’d had at a party in a long time. He shrugged at her question. “Basically any home game I want, plus away if it’s not a school night.” He had the idea that he could take her to a game sometime, but he didn’t want to bring it up right now; they only just met, after all. “I’m glad I met someone with a brain here. Being a Sox fan and from New York? Finally, an intellectual.” He then nodded at her question. “Yes, and since I’m Shakespeare, one of the best writers of all time, I know shit when I see it.” He noticed the eyebrow and couldn’t help a shy grin from forming on his face.

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littlemissxevie‌:

;; Evie smiled when he started to dance slightly. Sure, it wasn’t any kind of amazing dancing but he was dancing all the same. It’s what she asked and she was just happy that he was willing to come with her. “Jacob?” She questioned to make sure she got it right. They were close to a speaker after all so it was a little harder to hear him. “Yeah but shh…” She put her finger to her lips with a little mischievous grin behind it. “I’m an adult tonight!” 

He nodded when she got his name right. At first he was worried his “accent” was making it hard for her to understand, but then he realized they were next to the speaker; she probably couldn’t hear him. He then zipped up his lips with a smile, nodding. “Alright, this adult have a name?”

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littlemissxevie‌:

;; Her eyes grew more and more ‘puppy dog’ as he tried to argue before giving in and releasing the big smile on her lips. Evie took his hand and started guiding him over to the speakers with a little dance in her hips on the way. “Better?” She asked, swaying to the beat to try and give him some idea of where the music beats were at.

Why was he a sucker for puppy eyes? It was like his kryptonite. However, he wasn’t going to tell her that; he wouldn’t tell anyone his one and only weakness. When they reached the speaker, he could feel the beat in his chest and started nodding his head in time with it. “Better,” he confirmed, swaying his body slightly. He hoped he wasn’t coming across like someone’s father at a middle school dance. “I’m Jacob. You go to Knox, right?”

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littlemissxevie‌:

;; She didn’t expect the other to start signing at her but she followed what he said nevertheless. She took one of his hands and spun him around jokingly. “Being deaf doesn’t mean you can’t dance.” She told him with a smile once he was facing her again. She let go to let him know she wasn’t going to force him but she did look at him expectantly for him to join her.

“I didn’t say I can’t, but...” he started to argue, then shrugged. “Fuck it,” he said before downing the rest of his drink and saying “Let’s go next to the speaker.”

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izabellakingsley‌:

“Okay, but that actually makes sense. Demand more so they think that they’re giving you the bare minimum, when they’re really just giving you what you want.” She grinned, like she thought it was genius, which it actually was. “Sounds like a smart man.” She noticed the smirk again and could admit to herself that she liked it. “Thank god. If you had said Yankees, I’d be done with this conversation,” she joked, though the Red Sox were also her favorite. “So you’re kind of a big shot, yeah? I will, but only if you come to one of my soccer games. We could use the support.” She actually never attended sporting events, unless she was playing, but she was willing to make an exception. Her smile softened when she noticed his nervous smile. “I don’t think it’s weird. Turning your own fantasies into a work of art? People do it all the time, in different ways. It’s kind of brilliant.” Her smile brightened as she elbowed him playfully in response to his following words. “More like, you’re stuck with me, which sucks for you but you’ll live.” 

“Exactly,” he commented before laughing at her joke. “You a Sox fan? Because you might know my dad. T-O-N-Y M-I-L-L-E-R?” Jacob didn’t want people to want to be close to him because of his dad, but they were clearly hitting it off already, so he didn’t mind bringing it up. He jokingly brushed off his shoulders at the word ‘big shot’ before holding out his pinky and saying “I promise.”  He chuckled at the word ‘brilliant’ with a slight shake of the head. “It would be if I was any good. It’s just a hobby.” At the nudge, he leaned away way further than was necessary, acting like her elbow had pushed him hard. He laughed with a nod. “Compromise. We’re stuck with each other.”

[littlemissxevie]

;; School was due to start very soon and with that meant Evie had to be a little more disciplined and on the ball but for right now, she could have some fun. She’d gone in to town with a fake ID and found herself at the bar and dancing around. She’d noticed someone off to the side drinking as well and walked over to them with her hands out. “Come on, dance with me.” She smiled to them.

❣ @knoxstarters ❣

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Jacob wasn’t a big partier or drinker, but sometimes, you just feel like leaving your comfort zone. That’s what he was doing tonight, mostly looking for muse to work on his current story. It wasn’t working, but at least the drinks were good. He was people watching, one of his favorite past times, when he noticed the blonde approach him. He’d seen her around Knox, but never caught her name. He only caught the words “Dance with me” on her lips, and he shook his head. “I don’t really dance,” he said and signed at the same time, trying to jokingly prove a point.

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izabellakingsley‌:

Her smile grew, if at all possible, as he made the sign for zipping his lips. “You don’t think we were asking too much? I considered demanding no homework, ever, but I didn’t think that was a fight we would win.” Another laugh, as she gave up on trying to contain any of her amusement. “You play or is it just your favorite?’ she asked. “But no worries, I like baseball so it’s safe. Same as soccer and basketball. Especially soccer because then I’d have to fake my own death and that just sounds like a lot of work.” At this point, her jokes were effortless and she didn’t feel like she had to play at being comfortable; she simply was. She signed ‘thank you’ after he’d shown her how to sign hype, giving it a try herself before grinning at his joke, not missing the smirk that followed it. “Like, your own fantasies, or? I think that’s an interesting concenpt though. Sure I can’t sway you into letting me read something, Shakespeare?” She tried to pout, but it wasn’t very convincing because she just wasn’t that type of girl. “I can respect that, but I just think you’re being dramatic and now it’s my mission to change your mind, however long it takes.”

“First rule of negotiating; ask for more than you want,” he explained with a too serious expression before chuckling. “Something I learned from my dad.” His smile got a little cocky for a moment, liking getting to gloat a little about something he knew he was actually good at. “Both. I’m a big Red Sox fan, and I play catcher. Helped us win nationals for two years. You should come to a game once the season starts.” He smiled a little nervously. “Yeah, is that too weird? I always thought it was a little creepy.” His regular smile returned as she actually called him Shakespeare, then went a little more genuine with a shrug. “Guess that means you’re stuck with me for a while, right?”

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izabellakingsley‌:

“For me to know….” She let her words trail off, making the sign for sealed lips afterward as she fought to bite back a smile. “Nothing too serious, just, like, silly things, I guess. Better food in the cafeteria, no homework on the weekends… treating students equally. I think most of us were just running our mouths for the sake of… running our mouths,” she explained, only half-joking. She’d fought for what she believed in, but sometimes she just enjoyed going against the crowd, so to speak. “It was going to be the football team, but too many people would miss them. The rugby team was perfect…” Ryan played along, finally allowing a smile to form afterward. “I’m the… doesn’t buy into the hype of love type.” She had to mouth the word “hype”, unsure how to sign it. “Are you? The hopeless romantic type, I mean, or are you more of a Shakespeare, who only writes romance that ends in tragedy?” The words sounded mostly playful, but she was genuinely curious. “Oh come on, you can’t call it garbage if you never let anyone read it. As an artist, I know we’re our own worst critics so we have no idea what we’re talking about.” 

He repeated the zipper-lip back to her before chuckling. He nodded along to her list, liking what he saw. “All good things,” he agreed. He then shrugged. “Just stay away from the baseball team and we’re good,” he joked. He liked her smile, and he hoped that the joking would keep it there a little longer. He nodded in understanding before signing the word for “hype” to teach her, mouthing it as well. Afterwards, he bit his lip. “Most of them don’t have an ending,” he admitted. “I mostly write scenes or fantasies that never happen. I just usually change the names. But you can call me Shakespeare if you want.” He smirked at his own joke before shaking his head again. “No one reads this shit but me. I’m doing the world a favor. You’re welcome.”

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izabellakingsley‌:

“We could rally for it. Although, it would definitely make more of an impact coming from you. I protest so much that no one takes me seriously.” She joked, her smirk matching his easily. It was rare for her to fall so comfortably into a conversation, but it was nice for once, admittedly. “That’s assuming you’d get caught. Just have to be smart about it. That’s how I get away with murder every day.” She teased, laughing. She’d always had a dark sense of humor. Most found it offputting but she’d never cared. “I mean, romance is shitty, but that doesn’t mean your romance stories are shitty. Ever let anyone read ‘em?”

“What kind of protests?” he asked, genuinely curious. He was also wondering if they were going to accidentally stumble into one of the only subjects you don’t discuss when you want to make friends; politics. He started nodding, signing the “Oh-I-see” gesture before joking “That explains where the rugby team went.” Knox didn’t have a rugby team, which only added to the joke. He squinted a bit at her next signs, tilting his head. “Romance is shitty?” he repeated. “Guess you’re not the hopeless romantic type?” He then shook his head ferociously. “No no no no, no one wants to read this garbage.”

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izabellakingsley‌:

“Honestly, that’s the worst. It’s why I wanted to learn. More schools should make it, like, a mandatory thing.” She replied. She also felt like more people should just want to learn, but she also realized that not everyone had the same desire as she to learn every language possible. Laughter fell from her lips at his joke, and her smile was brighter as it died down. “Oh yeah? Well, that’s a relief. Although it’d be just my luck to pick the serial killer to hang out with at a party. Sounds like a me thing.” She joked. “Yeah. I’m more of a painter, but I sketch a lot when I’m bored or feeling inspired. What kind of stories do you write, if you don’t mind me asking? Or are you more a poetry guy?” 

“As a deaf guy, I have to agree,” he smirked before laughing along with her. “Eh, figured going to jail and having the cops follow me wasn’t worth it, you know?” He liked this girls sense of humor; it was fairly similar to his. He shrugged. “Stories mostly, but all types. Mostly shitty romance though.” He could admit what he wrote wasn’t very good (he was honest to a fault most of the time), but he would never let people read them.

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izabellakingsley‌:

“That sounds so awful. Although I’m sure Dia felt the same way about me when I first started learning. I was also pretty obnoxious because I made it a point to only learn corny jokes first.” She laughed, her smile brightening somewhat. “Not at all. Some human interaction won’t kill me. Or maybe it will. We’ll see.” She was, of course, joking. She wasn’t that anti-social. “R-Y-A-N. “ She signed her name in reply. “Pleasure to meet you, Jacob.” 

He shrugged. “I’d rather that than them never learning,” he explained. “At last they’re trying. Most people just rely on me reading lips.” He smirked, a joke popping into his head. “Nah, I swore off murder a while ago, you’ll be fine.” He smiled. “The pleasure’s mine. So you draw? I’m more of a writer myself.”

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izabellakingsley‌:

Ryan grinned as she noticed his surprise. It was the closest thing to a smile she had to offer. “I learned from one of my friends when I was in junior high. She could only hear out of one ear and not that well, so it was easier for her. You don’t meet many who can sign?” She still wasn’t an expert, but she knew enough. “I mean I wasn’t thinking of it that way, but true.” And, in a way, she was a bit of a loner, so maybe subconsciously she had been thinking of it such a way. “Eh, I don’t mind. Might be good for me to get out of my head for a bit.” 

“Only in ASL club, and even then it’s like talking to a toddler,” he explained with a joking smile. He then shrugged. “As long as I’m not bugging you.” He held out one hand for her to shake and spelled his name with the other. “J-A-C-O-B. Name sign Jacob.” He flicked a J in front of his forehead; the sign for clever with a J.