When it gets hot out side Kent is totally the kind of person who just lays around the house with no shirt.

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When it gets hot out side Kent is totally the kind of person who just lays around the house with no shirt.
I found my Face Cannon for Kent!
This is the only photo of her I could find. I’m going to try to find out what her name is but I’m rlly excited. (kent does have longer hair though)
☽ - a memory of their father
So, because she doesn’t really remember her father. I’m going to pull in whothehellisbutch into this because AU.
Jacie remembers Butch better than anyone. But out of all of the memories she had of the man, her favorite had to be of him cooking a holiday dinner while she sat at the kitchen table, leaning on her elbows and basking the the smell of cooking food.
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A fading memory
It reminds her of those ancient photographs, the ones that are all brown-ish golden, it’s usually Zeta that brings it up too, seemingly fascinated by the woman in it, the way she smiles. She’s humming but the tune is something that Jacie can just barely grasp in her mind.
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A memory that may or may not have happened.
In the memory she’s running, all she can remember is the feeling of breathlessness, someone being just behind her, chasing her though city streets. She doesn’t remember if it was a dream or something from her childhood.
Miss Jackson is a good Kent song.
Amortentia )(I'll answer yours when I get home from Seattle)(
Sara, Sara reminds her of that smell that’s just after you get out of the shower to find that someone’s cooking. Like cleanliness and warm food.
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Something your muse hates-
The ocean. Unlike the rain, which she’s scared of, Jacie flat out hates the ocean, and the beach. The excessive smell of salt makes her nauseous after like a half an hour and sand always gets in places that it should never be. Take her to a lagoon or a pool or something, just not the ocean.