show you a soft place to land

The window's wide open, this leap is on faith. You don't know who will catch you, but maybe s o m e b o d y will

[justjacquelined]

JACQUELINE LOCKWOOD ( SHE/ HER ) is a FEMALE, TWENTY NINE year old EMPLOYEE AT ZEHR'S BY THE SEA who has been living in Moorbrooke for (her whole childhood but recently) FIVE MONTHS. They were born on OCTOBER 20 and right now, they are currently residing in PRIMROSE AVENUE. It has been said that they look suspiciously like LAURA DREYFUSS and if they had to choose a song to describe themselves, they would choose A SOFT PLACE TO LAND by SARA BAREILLES. 

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The Beginning

Born to Kelly and Michael Lockwood, Jacqueline is the second of four children. With an older brother and two younger sisters - and only about six years between the lot of them, she was never without a playdate or a confidant.

Kelly and Michael were, most days, the parents every kids dream of. Sure they sometimes worked a little too hard at the nursery, and each of the kids had to work once they were old enough to see over the counter, but they were present and kind, instilled good values in their kids, and never hesitated to close up early to make it to a soccer game, recital, or parent-teacher conferences.

Jackie loved the nursery growing up. She loved the smells, the creativity of plotting landscape, and the special role of helping the community turn their houses into homes.

She was an ambitious child. Tried (and failed) a lot of sports, before turning to the arts - a lover of the stage: music, acting, dancing. She loved the spotlight, perhaps vying for singular attention that didn't often happen with four rambunctious kids at home.

Perfection was her in nature. Straight A's, first place in choral competitions, dance team captain. She didn't know how not to be the best.

The Middle


Once she reached high school, Jacqueline started dreaming of more. She loved her home, her family, her community, but she started to realize life stood still in this small town. Her parents now in the role that her grandparents had had. People graduating from high school and college, settling into a home around the block from where they grew up. It was a nice life, but, she thought, too simple.

Breaking the news to her parents that she was applying to schools in New York had been difficult. Her older brother wasn't going to keep the family business running, and they'd thought Jackie would follow in their footsteps. She didn't have the heart to tell them that was life she was afraid of.

While she started as a theater major, the "small fish, big pond" lifestyle shifted Jacqueline's focus to business, specifically advertising. Combining her love for a world of order and need to be creative.

She met Enzo during freshman year, a bond she instantly knew would be lifelong though she never would have guessed just how impactful it would be.The two dated for years, got engaged, have two children. Things were shaping up to be absolutely picture perfect. But Enzo's sister had other plans in mind. She planted seeds of doubt in Jackie's head, wondering if she would ever be good enough for this man she loved. And, maybe if she loved him, she needed to set him free

.And Now...


Jackie and Enzo have moved back to Jackie's hometown of Moorbrooke with their children, Giada and Jace. While they live together and co-parent, romantically - things are complicated. But it's giving them a chance to settle away from Enzo's sister and the negative effect the whole debacle had.Jackie is back to work for her parents. They'd be thrilled, were in not for the circumstances.Unsure where life is headed, Jackie is trying her best to focus on the best part of life - her kids. She fills her non-working hours with trips to the park, ice cream dates, and anything she can think of to make the two of them smile.Runs on vanilla lattes and pizza, and is almost always singing something.

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cheyenne-wilder​:

open starter:@moorbrookestarters​

where: RYHALL’S CRANNY

“Let me help you with that.” Cheyenne said as she walked through the supermarket’s front doors. She stooped and began picking things off the floor. It was later than she normally preferred to food shop, but Cheyenne had slept the day away, a side effect of stumbling in the door after her overnight shift in the hospital’s ICU. “Long day or rough start?” she asked with a small, friendly smile. She’d seen plenty of days where nothing went right, most recently last week when she’d found yet another leak in her newly purchased home. Luckily it was something that a quick internet search and run to the hardware store had solved, but she’d be lying to herself if she didn’t admit she was already bracing for the next disaster.

Jacqueline groaned as she began collecting the items of the bag that had ripped in her grip. She usually had her canvas reusable bags with her, and she was pretty sure they would hold a bowling ball if need be, but the store’s paper bags... well, they left something to be desired. “Uh, both?” Jackie admitted, returning the smile with a thankful look in her eyes. “My youngest started teething in the middle of the night. I couldn’t bring him screaming to the store and Enzo had to work and so I had to wait for my mom to be free to come over with him...” she stopped and took a breath. “You don’t need me to unload on you like this. Thank you, though. And Jace will thank you for saving his teething biscuits.”

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shredmytapestry​:

GINNY.

ginny listened closer this time and nodded along. kale and cabbage did sound boring but she’d seen the shop and how good the work was. ‘okay, sure. that’s fine. do rabbits eat a lot of them? i’m the university’s liason on making the science department look better so i think we’ll go ahead with that. maybe in the spring we can try flowers?’ 

“Our furry little friends are going to be drawn to vegetation, but they also aren’t out too much as things get colder, so they’re potential for damage is low,” Jackie reasoned, nodding at the decision. “Do you need someone to plant for you or are you a DIY-er?” she asked, pulling out her phone to find their landscaper’s schedules. “And then I can get you on our docket for spring, so we can get a great plan in place when we hit planting season.”

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xallmywolvesx​:

who: open @moorbrookestarters​ 

where: anywhere

Dougie grinned pulling up into the parking space. He’d been more than happy to let his friend borrow his truck to move a few things but he wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to borrow their bike in return. He couldn’t help but consider getting his own. He was certain his brother would kill him but there was something about it that he found freeing. His head lifted as a shadow passed over the bike. “What do you think? Should I get one or does it seem like I’m headed into midlife crisis range?” 

Motorcycles were not practical to Jacqueline’s life. Even before she had two little ones, she was a bit too much of a safety nerd to be able to accept the risk. However, it didn’t stop her from finding them alluring all the same. So when one pulled up as she walked along, she didn’t shy away from taking a look. When the man spoke, she chuckled. “Well, I guess it depends. How much have  you talked about the potential of a bike in the past? You kinda look like a natural on it, so...” Jackie trailed off. “You might be safe.”

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ofsvnlight​:

HEPROBABLY  ISNOT  making  future  school  drop  offs  easy  ,  considering  he  has  almost  as  much  separation  anxiety  from  their  children  as  giada  has  from  both  him  and  jackie  .  although  inhis  defence  ,  he’d  been  betrayed  by  someone  he’d  trusted  more  than  anyone  ,  so  he  is  disinclined  to  trust  strangers  .  the  only  times  he  doesn’t  mind  leaving  the  children  is  when  they’re  staying  with  jackie  or  with  her  family  .  “  that  sounds  good  ,  thanks  ,  ”  he  nods  .

        he  watches  ,  amused  ,  as  giada  reaches  for  her  mother  when  jackie  wiggles  her  fingers  at  her  ,  but  then  immediately  looks  back  at  him  as  if  she’s  being  tricked  once  he’s  handed  giada  over  to  jackie  .  “  yep  .  i  don’t  think  she  pulled  much  out  ,  so  it  shouldn’t  be  too  much  ,  ”  enzo  chuckles  .  “  i’m  going  with  you  both  ,  don’t  worry  ,  ”  he  smiles  at  his  daughter  ,  reaching  out  to  smooth  her  hair  for  a  moment  before  he  starts  to  close  up  the  register  .  

Jackie bounced the girl on her hip, watching between the two and smiling softly. “C’mon, baby girl, let’s go get your brother so we can go to the park, yeah?” she said, her tone light and happy for the little one as she headed back to the office of the store. Jace, content in his corner with a few toys, met her with bright eyes and a drooling smile. “Let’s get all cleaned up and we can go play on the swings!” Jackie suggested, depositing the little girl on the floor to help collect toys into their rightful spot and get them in jackets. Overall they were easy kids, getting them out the door didn’t tend to be an issue.

Once they were all gathered, she let her daughter lead the way back up to meet Enzo, Jace now propped on her hip instead. “Daddy, daddy! I wanna go on swings!!” Giada called as she ran to him, intent to jump up into his arms. There was a chuckle that fells past Jackie’s lips. “You ready?” she asked him, glancing around the store to see if there was anything else that needed to be done. “Maybe today is the day Giada swings all the way to sky, hmm?”

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ponderosus​:

where: some isolated road  who: open @moorbrookestarters

“god dammit!” the exclamation follows a swift kick to the side of beloved (at least, most of the time)  chevvy. a rather old car, purchased back in the early 2000′s, a now orangey shade of brown — she’d always refused to replace it. “piece of shit car…” layla leans back to sit against the edge of the bonnet, slumping forward, the rather tenebrous waft of dark grey smoke bellowing from the gap of the bonnet lid — a wince ensues. she weighs the cost in her head, to call a tow truck and get it repaired, or send the tow on a detour to send the piece of shit to it’s maker in a tight crushed cube. amidst her internal argument between sentimentality and having a functioning reliable vehicle, she hears the drag of wheels grinding to a holt behind her parked chevvy. “i know, it looks bad —” holding her hands up in front of her chest, as if surrounding, “i don’t know know shit about repairing a truck, was just about to call a tow.”

Sometimes Jackie needed a break between work and home life. Time to unwind and let the stresses of customer service go before going into full mom mode. Today was one of those days, winding her car through the backroads playing her music a couple decibels too loud while she sang along. But when she saw the broke down car, she knew it was best she stopped. Most people had cellphones to deal with things like this, but she knew signal could be spotty when you got out of town. “I can’t say I’d be much help,” Jackie asked as she got out, smiling at the woman. She remembered her from when she was younger, but hadn’t crossed her path since she’d moved back to town. “Just wanted to make sure you’d be able to make a call if you need one. And I can always give you a ride too. Riding in the two truck is not necessarily the most fun a person can have.”

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shredmytapestry​:

GINNY.

location: around town when: anytime status: open || @moorbrookestarters​

ginny took a slow sip of her coffee as she admired the thing in front of them. to say she was confused would be an understatement because frankly she had no idea what was going on. her expression did not betray her as she nodded before clearing her throat. ‘OH. is this the thing you were telling me about?’ she tried, tilting her head to look at it from another angle. ‘or is it something else entirely? perhaps something i don’t know? because i’m lost here, buddy.’

“Yeah,” Jacqueline confirmed with a nod, trying to keep her focus on the task at hand. Not having a customer’s even partial attention was trying at time. “So ornamental kale and cabbage. It sounds kinda boring, but when it comes to winter landscaping, there’s not a lot of options. And it pulls out some really gorgeous greens and purples. We’d have to plant soon though, like, pretty much immediately,” she pointed out, hoping she was heard this time. 

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penrey​:

open  starter :    fall  festival .

               ‘  the  question  isn’t  am  i  going  to  get  my  face  painted .   the  question  is  what  am  i  going  to  get  my  face  painted .  ’    now  that  she’s  a  few  ciders  deep ,     penny  feels  like  she  can  actually  start  to  enjoy  the  festival .    and  one  thing  about  penny  lane :     she  commits  to  the  bit !    in  this  case ,    part  of  that  means  getting  her  face  painted .   later  it’ll  mean  carving  a  pumpkin  so  intricate  she  gets  pissed  off  and  destroys  it .   or  maybe  it’ll  mean  throwing  up  after  one  of  the  rides .    we  really  just  don’t  know  yet .     ‘  i  don’t  want  a  skull  or  a  ghost  or  whatever .    i  want  something  actually  dope  as  fuck .  ’

Jackie looked between Penny and her daughter, perched on her hip as they all eyed the face painting booth. Her smile tightened a little when the other girl swore, but it was fast fading. It wasn’t the first time Penny slipped up in front of the kids, and it wasn’t like Jackie never did the same. The little girl wriggled in her hold, fighting to get down and get a closer look at all the designs. “Well, are you going for real Halloween vibes or just something cute?” she asked as Giada enthusiastically took to fairy design with swirls of pink and purple. “You could always twin with your favorite little!”

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xallmywolvesx​:

“That sounds like you’re suggesting either I would fail at saving you from whatever the buttered popcorn caused or that our good docs at the ER would. Such little faith, I’m wounded” Theatrics had always been apart of his life, he wasn’t likely to give them up now. He shrugs faintly, “It’s always going to be Eff it to gender norms. Purples are jeweled colors, I’ve been known to rock the plum color. Same as guys can’t very well claim blue. It goes with pretty much anyone..what about you? what’s your favorite color to wear?” 

“Okay no. I think you could save me, but traumatic events are not without long term effects,” she countered, “I’ll end up with a prescription regimen and having to really watch what I eat and all sorts of nonsense.” Jackie laughed it off and munched on a cheese fry. She nodded along with what he said, glad to see there was still sense in her hometown. “I’m a big yellow girl. It’s hard to compete with the color of sunshine. But I also like greens a lot too. Though with chasing two little ones around I’ve become very fond of browns, they hide dirt the best.”

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gcmesweplay​:

He had doubted very basic advertising would have worked - especially when everyone else had told him he needed to do more but if anything, she was proof that he wasn’t wrong. Now he could stop the team from laughing at him next time he tried to tell them to be simple. Feeding a fellow stall runner was the least he could do. Nas grinned, thanking her for her purchase before adding the money to the register and serving her order. “Well they’re great and their green and sweet so they are up there.” He was a simple man and easily pleased but to say they were his favorite. “It’s like being a parent and having a favorite kid, do you admit who your favorite is?” Though this was coming from someone who was not the favorite Ramzy child. “If I had to say though, my favorite are the banana fritters from Djibouti.”

As a parent there were a couple things he said that resonated with Jackie. One, simple advertising, no decision to make. It made life simple, when so much around her was anything but. And two, she would never admit who her favorite child was... or that she had one. Some secrets one takes to the grave. “You had me at sweet,” she said with a grin, nodding along at his mention of the fritters. “But those sound great too. Are they on the menu at the restaurant too? I haven’t made it over there since I got back in town, but I keep telling myself I need to.”

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candydripping​:

James squeezed their pinkies together and then let go, looking satisfied as the promise was made. Not that it really took much to satisfy James ever. “EXACTLY! If Teddy finds out I’m misbehaving then nobody will be able to have the whipped cream and that’s just a tragedy.” Although considering Teddy probably knew perfectly well just how mischievous their boyfriend was, they probably didn’t expect anything less from James when left alone. After handing the cream over to Jackie, James propped himself up on the precarious stall table and decided to focus on eating his half-finished pie instead. “Has anyone made a better wreath than me yet? And this is a trick question because the answer is obviously no.” 

“Tragedy,” Jackie echoed before squirting a healthy portion of the whipped cream straight into her mouth. Things were starting to slow down at their booth, which was not surprising as the night got later, there were fewer children out looking for crafts. She welcomed the break and was glad to have a friend in the booth next to her. “Will you be upset if I have a bias for the one Giada made?” Jackie asked, a playful grimace on her face. “I mean... I did most of the work, and I’m pretty good at wreath making.” She chuckled and shook her head at them. “But yours can most definitely share the fridge space, if you want.”

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shredmytapestry​:

AKSEL.

location: moorbrooke’s fall festival when: anytime status: open || @moorbrookestarters

what the fuck was pumpkin beer anyway? aksel wondered as he walked away from a stall and examined the drink he’d just bought. he couldn’t have passed it up, it was too intriguing for that. but should it exist? tough to say. by the time he found an empty bench to crack open his beer, it had gotten fizzy and spilled over his hands. aksel quickly took a sip but the damage was done and the liquid was all over his clothes. ‘great.’ he remarked before waving over someone walking by, ‘hey! be honest, how badly do i smell? should i go home and change? also pumpkin beer? tastes like shit. don’t try it.’

Jacqueline had always had the title of mom friend. She was the friend with a tide pen and a bottle of ibuprofen in her clutch when they were out for drinks, the one with an extra toothbrush and a ton of extra blankets at her apartment for unexpected guests. Always prepared. Now being an actual mom? Her supplies had only increased. Witnessing the unfortunate incident with the beer, she fished in her bag and was easily able to find a towel, intended for spit up but it would suffice. “Um, it’s festive but in a... you’ve been partying for a little while kind of way,” she noted, sniffing the air as she offered the towel covered in little duckies. “It’ll probably dry with a slightly lighter scent. But if you’re looking for a good drink, there’s a booth down the way with a fall sangria. If I wasn’t working I’d probably have a few of them.”

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candydripping​:

James was very much glad it was Jackie their stall was next too rather than some busybody who took this festival way too seriously because James was just here to have fun. That’s what fall was all about, wasn’t it? Having FUN. The felt wreath that James had made earlier on Jackie’s stall was perched precariously on top of his mass of curls but he’d very much decided that he looked pretty with it on so decided to keep it there. “I had to wait until Teddy was gone because I would probably have been instantly banned from whipped cream duties. If I let you share, you have to pinkie promise you won’t tell him.” James raised an eyebrow and stuck their pinkie out over to Jackie. “Can’t break a pinkie promise or you’ll die. You might choke to death on whipped cream or something tragic.” 

She mocked offense at the idea that she would snitch on him. Sure she was a bit of a “by the book” type person, but Jackie was sure their bond was strong enough they knew she would never. Her pinkie was out quickly, hooking around theirs in a pact. “The strongest oath there is, obviously,” she agreed with a grin. And it was true, in her mind. You couldn’t just pinkie promise with anyone over anything. “Teddy won’t hear a word from me. Besides, if I tell him, you can’t share the goods with me anymore,” she pointed out. “Now stop being stingy!”

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xallmywolvesx​:

Tobias chuckles as he sprinkles flavoring onto his own popcorn. “I mean you only live once.” He blanked faintly at her comment about fries being a reference but he was hardly going to risk an angry mob by announcing that he’d never actually seen the movie. Atleast the pink reference he understood. He chuckles motions to his shirt. “Oh this was in my wardrobe, every guy should have at least one pink shirt as a stable in his wardrobe. Granted I technically bought this for a charity auction for breast cancer” 

“Yes, but I’m hoping for a long time. I feel like “YOLO!” should only be used for things that are a risk worth the payout,” she countered with a laugh. Jacqueline reached for a couple of napkins then started to step towards the theater. “See that’s another quality reason to have it, but I agree. I don’t know if it’s the subverted expectations or the saying ‘eff it’ to gender norms or what, but I honestly think pinks or purples can be really sexy on guys.” 

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xbhandri​:

“Oh! You wanna chat tattoos. Well shit, that’s almost never my first thought. My next guess would have been law advice, which, most forget I know plenty of. I almost graduated with a JD. Kid tattoos. Okay, okay. Well, I wouldn’t suggest octopus tentacles for that. I’d say pick a subject, like if you want flowers or animals or something geometric, whatever it may be, and incorporate their colors into it. Or names or letters or whatever. Like,” he paused to look around his arm for it, twisting it to show her the magnifying glass, “this is what I have for Kathy. Not a dog, not her name, not her birth month color or gem or whatever the fuck pinterest shows for kid tattoos, but easily identifiable for anyone who knows.” He paused again, leaving a space between the topics before circling back around. “So depending on the octopus depends on the number of arms I guess, but all males basically have a dick arm that has sperm packets they just shove on in there. I think I read one basically breaks off it’s arm and just hands it over so she can do it herself, but they each have little mini brains in each arm to sense shit. That one just has little Splenda packs stored for later.”

“Mmm, well,” she hummed with a light chuckle, “I’ve managed to maintain m squeaky clean record and I’m pretty sure Enzo would live in a cardboard box to provide for the kids and I if I decided we shouldn’t live together anymore so legally speaking I’m good.” Jackie listened to his list of input, it made sense to get a tattoo that represented the person they were instead of the fact she had kids, making it all the more personal, really. “Birth flowers are all the rage lately it seems,” she noted as she eyed the work on his arm. “Which, I can look up for them, but it’s not anything anyone actually knows, I don’t think? I grew up around flowers and I have no clue,” she pointed out. She mulled it over a little, it would definitely take some more thought. Jackie’s face twisted as Xavier explained the octopus situation. “That’s.... kinda gross? I mean, the concept of turkey basting it isn’t a terrible alternative. Science is weird.”

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gcmesweplay​:

Who : @moorbrookestarters​ Where : Infusion Food Stall

There were a few things Nassan figured with the right staff he wouldn’t ever have to do again. Not necessarily because he could pass on something he hated to someone else, although more than likely that sometimes was a qualifier, but because it would just make sense for others to take on that responsibility. Yet somehow with a full staff he still found himself where he least expected him to be. Moorbrooke Fall Festivals were probably more enjoyed in attendance but the ability to see first hand how customers reacted to their Fall Festival specials - they weren’t getting added to the menu anytime soon, so it was as close to the real thing as he could. Nassan passed an order out with a thank you before leaning against the table. “Come order our new Onde-Onde. Indonesian sesame seed balls, kids love them.” So far it was just one kid, but that counted right? “Try all of our Moorbrooke festival specials, you won’t be able to get them anytime else.”

Making sure the booth had been staffed enough for breaks had been Jacqueline’s top priority in planning for the night. The fall festival was town favorite and a big crowd always. She knew none of them would have survived working straight through. Plus, she wanted at least a moment to experience the festival for herself. Wandering through the maze of people, she had stopped at the food stall for a snack. Perusing the menu when she heard a voice, she looked to where it had come from. “Alright, I’m sold then,” Jackie agreed easily, then quickly placed an order and paid. “Is that your favorite menu item?”

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candydripping​:

OPEN STARTER.

Where: Pumpkin Pie stand at the Fall Festival Who: @moorbrookestarters​ 

Allowing James to be responsible for literally ANYTHING was always a terrible idea. Especially when it involved food. He’d been excited when his boyfriend gave him permission to be in charge of the whipped cream on their little pumpkin pie stand but within an hour, James was fairly sure that more of the cream had gone into their belly than on any of the pies. Whenever the stall was quiet, James found themselves squirting cream onto their finger and then eating it. Even at the ripe old age of twenty-five, James was still like a child with sticky fingers. 

As he stood there with his back turned away, James decided just to go all out and squirt it straight into their mouth before feeling a presence behind them. With a guilty look on their face, James turned and swallowed before giving a mischievous grin. “You didn’t see that, right?”

Jackie should have know the second she saw the booth map and learned that James would be her neighbor for the evening, that things were going to be taking a turn for the silly. It wasn’t a bad thing, per se, but it certainly could be a distraction from manning the family booth for the nursery. It was enough to help all the kids stick their felt decorations in the right place. However, she couldn’t help but laugh at their antics. James was like the younger brother she’d never had.

“Oh, I saw,” she assured with a laugh. “I’m actually surprised it took this long for it to happen. But, now that you can’t use it for paying customers...” Jackie trailed off, opened her mouth and pointed to it. “Time to share.”