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jamie. 28. oc.

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“i’m not bitter” i say, bitterly, with a bitter expression

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jamie always found herself bored when watching movies at home. if that was the case then she'd rather actually spend the night in jail where she could at least see some real drama. though as the day have passed and now came to the dilemma of what to do, she finds herself lazily tossed onto her friend's couch. once again, bored as the right term would be. that is until he seems to enjoy the suggestion she had in mind, breaking in which shouldn't be so hard and then enjoy a free movie. it takes her a few seconds to act when pulled up but as soon as she's on her feet she takes the lead. "let's go." she mumbles, stuffs a cigarettes end in her mouth and drags him along. "light this for me?" she leans in closer and cups her hands around the end of the poisonous stick to make it easier to light. "i know exactly where to go."

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they would talk about the most random of things– just like the conversation now. one would assume that it’s a simple discussion about getting either a cat or a dog, but then the sudden introduction of a snake and a wolf into it earned a lighthearted snicker from her. “cats are way too proud for their own good. i mean, i ain’t going to bow down to such a creature.” her nose crinkled just at the thought of it and she shook her head quickly in response. “a dog’s a lot friendlier, y’know. at least you don’t have to lower yourself just to get a dog to do something. but a wolf– that would be cool, though i ain’t know how safe that is….”

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of course aven would think about safety as she always seemed to care more for the other than jamie herself. to put it shortly, jamie would give her left pinky for a wolf and aven would be the clever one to stop her. hopefully. this time she reached to rub at her temples, head shaking slowly as her eyes flutter closed. time to think of what choice that wouldn't hurt her in the end. "wolves are cute but you're right they can be dangerous. i also don't know how taro would react." she mumbles out after a few seconds of silence. luckily for her, aven knows about taro which means that she can talk about him. or shintaro that he probably introduced himself as to her. taro was just the sweet nickname dropped from jamie every now and then. "do you think he will approve?"

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sex. of course she needed it and of course she got it when she craved it. most of the time she would run to some of the boys she had managed to spark interest in. yun being one of the few that sometimes took charge. because of her quite determined and bossy persona there's not often space for someone else to take charge and even in bed she can come off as dominant but there's always been a difference between her and yun as they both shared hate as a common feeling and therefor could fight for the leading command. when told not to move, something kicked her engine to burst and her red lips form the most cruel and playful grins. "stay still you say?" she doesn't of course. no. jamie reaches out, grabs his shirt and pulls him closed until he is hovered closely over her. her free hand sneaks to fiddle with the zipper of his pants, a motion she can do faster than opening a bra by now. hand slipping into his pants to cup his member by the outline of his boxers, she bites down her lip and mumbles close to his ear. "and if I don't stay still?"

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( i will do all the starters i promised to write next sunday! right now i can only do threads that are easy to edit on mobile. however if you feel like, you may add me on aim and we can talk/plot/rp there! 🌸

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[ ★ ] – she wasn’t the only one that lacked the ability to seek aid when it was needed. and maybe that’s why he silently understood her. two glasses are retrieved from the cupboard and then he saunters back over to the table with the bottle tucked under his arm. ❝ my boss bought me this when i got hired for my other job. i guess now is a good time as any to try it out. ❞ the glasses are placed in front and then he opens the container up, immediately pouring the drinks. the glasses were about halfway full; they could easily refill them if desired.

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because jamie doesn't want to do anything dumb like getting drunk, she makes sure to motion for him to give the glass with the least amount of alcohol to her. when drunk, she has a reputation of doing very unhelpful things to herself as well as to others. the alcohol has a common taste and doesn't burn anymore when she swallows it. that's not a good thing of course, she just feels how she gets more unhealthy as the days pass. "your boss sounds nice." she peers over at him now, indifferent in her expression as she takes another sip. "i like to think of myself as a good boss but i ain't close to it. pretty harsh i guess but then again a boss has to be a boss. not always a friend." reaching out, she ruffles his hair with a faint laugher. "but hey, thanks for sharing it with me."

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[ ★ ] – her hostility was noted. he leans forward a little, brown orbs intent on her face and mouth slightly agape. she had showed up at his house pretty late and if she were to get DRUNK, she would likely end up staying the night. not that he minded but he was.. worried.. dare he say it.. about her. ❝ alcohol..? ❞ he questions, taking a stand from his seat and wandering over to the fridge. the beverage had been a gift from his boss and there had been intentions of trying it out, but didn’t have any reason to. he didn’t want to drink by himself without an occasion.

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because jamie isn't good at asking for help, it's kind of a relief when she doesn't have to and he offers it. this time, help being a drink she could need in any occasion. no, jamie isn't some sad and lonely alcoholic but she drinks when she feels like and never too much. just enough to lose some tension in her muscles and mind. no more angry expressions or wrinkled nose. "alcohol yes, water can't drown problems." this time she manages to shoot a pretty brief smile in his direction, just her way to show that she's actually thankful even though she can hear herself sound like a completely spoiled bitch.

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each room of their house had two memories: of where they have fought and destroyed, and where they have shared intimate moments like this. “i’ve aged well, right?” everyday he was working out for at least an hour as he had to take care of his body for himself, for her, and for what they do. the soft innocent touches they shared were rare, for when they were not fighting, they were usually in bed all day, taking turns fighting for dominance for who fucks who, though with soft lips connecting to her neck’s porcelain skin, he ran his hands under her shirt to caresses her side, thumbs gracing over each rib. “oh so you try to act like you don’t enjoy it most of the time?” he let his tongue swipe across lips that awaited her bittersweet taste. “who knew you were such a good actor.” they both hated how much they loved each other. and they both knew even though they weren’t together, how different and lost they’d be without them in their lives. they’ve gotten to where they are today, as adults, because of each other.

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"i feel like you haven't aged a bit. only matured, like me." if jamie were the one in charge they wouldn't ever be arguing just holding each other closely without all the hassle. this time her body whimpers after feeling his fingers ghost across her skin like that. normally she would give in and allow herself a good time but it's something different than just that. it's a sweet and innocent touch, enjoyable in a much different way than their usual touches which are nothing like this. "i am quite bad at hiding it ain't i?" this time, she stares right into his dark eyes, forehead pressed against his before she begins to turn her head a bit, tilted to the side to press butterfly kisses along his jawline. she loves the way his skin is so soft against her lips, it's a feeling she's used to by now but still can't get enough of. usually she's doesn't overthink things like these but today there's a load of thoughts roaming through her head as she offers him her gentle touch. a small grin tugs on her lips and she mumbles against his skin. "did you know that your jaw must be one of my favorite body parts of you?"

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-- starting from tomorrow morning ( it’s currently midnight ) i will be on a small hiatus for 6 nights because i am going to shania for a family vacation! i will be able to aim rp a little so hit me up im novacita don’t be scared to rp wit me there even if we have a thread going. and i’ll be back here in 7 days! seeya!

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ingeniovs​

this is so weird. but then again not really since it’s jamie and she does what she wants and fucks who she wants. but here she is again, walking next to a stranger in order to get to his place. why? she doesn’t really know. they met in a bar only thirty minutes ago and he had introduced himself as myungsoo. funny thing is, jamie can remember hearing that name be spilled before but she can’t remember from whom or with what context. anyways she is a little too tipsy now to even make an effort to think about it and instead she’s on her way to give her body to someone she barely knew. strolling down the sidewalk, she lets out a sigh followed by a rather silent and husky chuckle. “you’re not bringing me back to your apartment to get me a drink. you’ve got bigger plans in mind, don’t you?”

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          “ and could you kindly shut the fuck up? “ he retorted, every word of her useless speech driving him deeper in to oblivion. if there’s one thing he hated most it was definitely women that nagged. he’d been stood there trying to bandage her for an hour, though unable to actually concentrate with the piercing voice she carried with her. and what the fuck? she tells him to stop? reckless and naggy was every attribute yun condemned; hence the male was in the arms of an air-head hooker all too frequently. “ I do the impossible by actually helping you and this, this is what I get for it? “ he slammed the alcohol down, realising it was unrealistic to even bring her here. but then he remembered she was hot and that damn outfit was driving him crazy. can’t he tear it off already? it’s the only way either of them would really shut up. “ suit yourself. I had other things in mind anyway. “

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other things in mind. she shakes her head and leans back on the counter. “well you’re not helping very well, help me in a way that’ll satisfy me then.” she spits out, rolls her eyes and glares over at him. if anything, she loved to provoke the actual shit out of people until they couldn’t bear with her no more. she’d nag and pick on their only good sides just to tick them off. it’s a self destroying pattern honestly. she ruins them by slowly getting into their mindset. “or possibly a way that’ll satisfy us both because honestly-- baby i’ve seen you enjoy my devilish touch and you know that this wound of mine is not the body part you want to explore.” and she’s at it again, the frustrating part where she allows herself to perfectly capture her prey and throw in those honest and blunt words of her own. jamie is right on point, never lingering too long before giving into the pleasure. she allows her palms to be pressed against his chest before she curls her fingers and digs them into his shirt to grab and pull just a few inches closer. “come on now, give in to it.”

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"Why are you hugging me?"

sentence starters! accepting.

most of the time she doesn’t even smile at a person without a really good reason. to be completely fair, she doesn’t even smile to herself anymore. she’s just there, blunt and at loss of kind expressions. but when he had asked her what was wrong with her jamie had spared no feelings and exploded like a bomb. shattering all her words over him in a rain of curse words and yelling. she had even had her fist clenched and in the air to punch him until he had so kindly taken a step back. only then could she realize how insane she had gone and calm down enough to apologize. but he had triggered her to freak out, she would like to say that he knows better than that. after furiously leaving the room for a minute, she had returned with a calmer aura. she had walked up to him from behind and wrapped her arms around him only for a second. and now here she was, being questioned. but it was her way of apologizing. she lets go of him as soon as she’s questioned, stepping back whilst clearing her throat. “i’m sorry for snapping at ya.”

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porcelain skin stained red by the blood that she was never meant to shed

unnerving loss // e.j. (via argents)

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"You look like you could use a hand."

sentence starters! accepting.

it wasn’t her fault that she had slipped and scraped up her knee and yet she cursed herself for now sitting on the ground all helpless. until a strange voice approached her. you could use a hand. jamie hasn’t needed help from anyone in ages, and if she’d need help she’d ask for it. even though he’s just trying to be nice to her all he wants to do is flip him off and do it herself. it’s not like she can’t do that but she remembers her deceased father’s words of kindness. never reject a helping hand and never be afraid to extend one. all her life had she been taught kindness yet she became so bitter and angry at the world when he died. how can one death mess up a person so badly? anyways. jamie stares up at him, a stranger offering help and for once she allows herself to be helped. just this once. “mhm, it’s just a bleeding little wound. ain’t no big deal, kid.”