#tfjackson

[lbrmalachi-blog]

"Please don’t leave" "Does that require pants?" - Jack

"Please don’t leave"

Malachi let out a over dramatized sigh, shrugging his shoulders as if this were his last option. “Jackson, you and Bea are dating now... you have to get over this infatuation you have with me.” The sarcasm was thick in his voice, shooting him a wink before patting him on his shoulder. “Don’t think about me while I’m gone.” A laugh echoed from the back of his throat before closing the door and leaving.

"Does that require pants?"

Malachi scrubbed a hand over his face, stifling a groan. “Yes, Jackson, it does require pants.” He knew it was early but still he had called Jackson anyways. “Beatrice has seemed... down lately. So you’re taking her out, right now, pants included.” He let the line stay silent for a moment. “I’m not kidding Jack, get your ass out of bed and into some pants!”

[lbrmalachi-blog]

☎ ☁ « - for Holland

☎ my muse drunk dials your muse

“Hollaaaaaaaaand, Holl..... Is this thing on? I don’t know how to work this thing.” Some odd few giggles come from his end before a pause. “Oh, fuck. Right, I had a reason to call. Keep it down guys, oh shit-- no wait keep it up!” Malachi continued to talk in a hushed voice. “So I may be a tinsy tipsy and I met these people and I’m walking them home and I’m lost as shit, I told them I’m not, I’m pretty sure they think I’m an axe murderer, I’m pretty sure I think they’re an axe murderer, this is how horror movies start, right? Ok short story...--whatever, take care of Pip if I die, my poor baby. Check the body for my woods tomorrow, kloveyoubye!”

☁ our muses are trapped in a fire together

Malachi could feel his lungs being crushed and ground every time he took in a smoky breath. The fire only growing outside of the room he and his younger sister was in. The smoke filled up the room making it impossible for him to breath, even with the shirt covering his face and he hoped desperately things were somehow not as bad for Holland. He kept his composure trying to keep her calm, “I’m sure the fire department will get you out soon, okay? Just-- keep breathing.” He coughed out past a dry throat.

[lbrmalachi-blog]

[text]: Is teasing me the only purpose of this conversation? & [text]: S.O.S. & [text]: Is that you’re way of saying you miss me? (From Holland)

[text]: Is teasing me the only purpose of this conversation?

[text]: ok come on, i had to it was an easy target[text]: but  no, blackmail is also the purpose[text]: now you know i have that as ammo so you HAVE to help me ok

[text]: S.O.S.

[text]: what’s wrong? where are you?[text]: are you in actual trouble or did you just forget to turn off one of those hair things again[text]: no but seriously if you’re in actual trouble you better answer right now or i’ll kill you holland

[text]: Is that you’re way of saying you miss me?

[text]: you’re seriously asking me that? i thought you were the smart one[text]: obviously, duh. 

[aramisfck-blog]

ASIDE FROM HOLLAND I MEANT (and Madison and Natalia and a couple of others I believe […which all have yet to begin bc I’m literal trash] but the ratio still has males in the lead so)

[lbrmalachi-blog]

"I can’t stand to look at you." (From Holland)

Those words sliced Malachi like a knife. He didn’t know exactly what they meant but he could take his pick of a few things. Shame, disappointment, anger… But no matter what it meant it was clear in Malachi’s eyes how hurt he was by those words. It could even be seen in the way he rocked back and the way his breath caught in his throat as if he’d honestly just been punched in the gut. Malachi had just told her his biggest secret, what happened those three months he was in jail and why he’d been sentenced in the first place. He thought that he could tell her this, out of everyone he could tell her. He knew that he deserved to be judged for what he’d done, and even punished still that wasn’t a doubt in his mind. But part of him was hopping that his sister would be able to understand— that she would be able to to forgive him where he couldn’t forgive himself. That maybe her acceptance would help him. Then again thinking that was stupid, he never deserved any forgiveness for what he’d done to that man and the fact that he thought about getting it from someone, it made him feel even worse as a person. “I know—” Malachi said as he clenched his jaw. His eyes stung a little bit as salt and water threatened them. “—I don’t blame you. I’m a monster.”

[ayefidji-blog]

tfjackson replied to your post:[[MOR] sometimes i wanna punch fidji in the...

just wait for when she talks to jack <33333

as soon as i'm done w/ the para, i'll reply to your starter so we can finally have this convo. i'm not ready.

[ayefidji-blog]

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Janet Jackson

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tfjackson replied to your post:

…they did what?

the company i bought my laptop form hacked it the other night, and consequently shut it down and altered my passwords. the only reason i knew it was them was because their company logo showed up in the process. fixed it now though.