Pieces of Me

RP/Fandomless/OC's/Mun Age: 24

[astxrians]

( JACKIE. )

She tapped her finger rhythmically against her phone case until he responded. As her phone began to buzz she scanned across his message and tilted her head curiously.

Well that was unexpected. But certainly not unwelcome. Although now she couldn’t take any time to make herself halfway presentable. Not that she looked hideous. She just looked…tired and disheveled. Her hair splayed in different directions and she was only decked out in pajama shorts and an over-sized band hoodie that went halfway down her thighs.

The buzzing of her phone brought her back to her senses. At the “lol” portion of his message she couldn’t help a small smirk. The way that he texted could be so endearing.

With that she bounded out of her room to the front door. When she opened it to see him with his head up against the wall and a disgruntled look on his face she tilted her head curiously.

“So…”lol” huh?” The faintest smile worked it’s way onto her face. “You have such a way with words.”

         only when he heard the door open did he push himself off the wall to face jackie. he quickly took in her appearance; she didn’t look like she had just woken up ( jakob was grateful for that. the last thing he wanted to do was inconvenience her more than he already had. ) but it was difficult to ignore her clothing: shorts and a large t-shirt, leaving the majority of her legs exposed…

        he quickly glanced away and locked eyes with her again.

        at her comment, jakob pursed his lips in an attempt to hide a smile. he thanked whatever god was out there that it was too dark at night for her to see his complexion. for some reason, his face felt warm. ❝ shut up, ❞ jakob said, but there was no bitterness in his tone. ❝ it’s too late— early— whatever, to be eloquent. ❞

        jakob then noticed the faintest tilt of her lips. there was no hiding his smile now. he shoved his hands in the front pockets of his hoodie before nodding to the door; a silent question for permission to enter.

[the-broken-youth]

Jackie chuckled softly, “Yet you use the word eloquent.” The moment he had let himself smile she swore her heart had skipped a beat. But she quickly pushed that realization away. She stepped aside from the doorway so he could come inside and prayed he couldn’t see the faint blush on her cheeks.

Her apartment was bathed in a faint warm glow from a floor lamp she left turned on. She had took a seat on her couch and looked to Jakob, a faint glimmer of concern in her hazel eyes.

“So whats up? It’s pretty late.” She ran her hands through her hair in an effort to smooth it out. “Did something happen?”

[astxrians]

( JACKIE. )

Jackie was laying flat in her bed gazing up at the ceiling, soft music played in her earbuds in an attempt to lull herself to sleep. But her mind was racing with too many thoughts, making it impossible to relax.

Then she could hear the faint buzzing of her phone in the distance. She tugged out her earbuds and snatched her phone off the nightstand. When she saw the name she couldn’t help the tiniest smile from tugging on her lips.

But it faded quickly. It was pretty late…was everything okay? She quickly typed up a response.

[MSG: jakob] yeah sure that’s fine

[MSG: jakob] couldn’t sleep anyways

[MSG: jakob] so the company would be nice

Jackie had to admit she was a bit relieved.

His presence was warm and comforting. He took her mind off of the spirits that were lingering around her. When Jakob was around it felt as if they didn’t even exist.

          jakob smiled when he felt his phone buzz, eyes quickly reading over the few text messages she had sent in response. he had a feeling she would be up. was he selfish to admit that he was glad she was? 

                    [ MSG: jackie ] cool because i’m already outside

         the fingers pressed send before he could even read it back. only after did he stare at the words, white against the blindingly blue text bubble. did that sound creepy? stalkerish? god, he hoped not. they were friends. friends go over to each other’s houses all the time. it wasn’t weird. he quickly sent another text.

                    [ MSG: jackie ] lol                     [ MSG: jackie ] can you open the door?

         jakob read his sent messages and cringed. how could such few words make him feel so embarrassed? it was just a practical question, after all. jakob turned to face the wall beside her door and leaned his head against it, groaning to himself in the quiet of the night.

[the-broken-youth]

She tapped her finger rhythmically against her phone case until he responded. As her phone began to buzz she scanned across his message and tilted her head curiously. 

Well that was unexpected. But certainly not unwelcome. Although now she couldn’t take any time to make herself halfway presentable. Not that she looked hideous. She just looked...tired and disheveled. Her hair splayed in different directions and she was only decked out in pajama shorts and an over-sized band hoodie that went halfway down her thighs.

The buzzing of her phone brought her back to her senses. At the “lol” portion of his message she couldn’t help a small smirk. The way that he texted could be so endearing.

With that she bounded out of her room to the front door. When she opened it to see him with his head up against the wall and a disgruntled look on his face she tilted her head curiously.

“So...”lol” huh?” The faintest smile worked it’s way onto her face. “You have such a way with words.” 

[umbracxlo]

( VAL. )

Val had decided to take Dimitri out for a walk to a little outdoor cafe.

She insisted for it to just be a friend’s outing and Zander agreed that he would just stay at home and work on his art commissions.

As happy as she was for the couple she needed some time away from all their mushy romance. It may have been out of jealousy…okay it definitely was. She was jealous that Zander could have all of Dimitri’s undivided attention. Not to mention being the third wheel could be absolutely exhausting.

Not that she would admit to any of this if asked.

As they were walking to the cafe she saw he was lagging behind and sighed in an over exaggerated manner.

“I’m not even walking that fast you shorty. Am I going to have to carry you again?” She chuckled softly. “I’ve been working out more lately. I can carry your skinny butt no problem.”

          there was a part of dimitri that always wanted to be where zander was. but when val suggested this outing of just the two of them, he quickly came to the conclusion that this could be good for him.

         it had been a while since he had spent time alone with people that weren’t his lover. and while he didn’t necessarily think that was a bad thing, dimitri was beginning to understand it probably wasn’t the best thing, either. besides, he missed spending time with val. 

         at least, he did until he realized he was going to be walking so much.

         ❝ you just walk so fast… ❞ he trailed off, panting mildly and speeding up his pace to keep in step with her, ❝ you know, maybe this carrying thing isn’t a bad idea… i’m already getting tired. ❞

         dimitri tightened his grip on her elbow as he caught up to her, taking short breaths through his mouth ( on top of the walking and itchiness of his thighs, wearing two layers in the middle of summer was probably not his smartest move. he was going to need a glass of water when they got to the cafe. ) ❝ actually, ❞ dimitri then smiled shyly up at val, ❝ it might be a little bit harder for you, cos… i’ve been gaining some weight. not much, but, uh… i’m trying. ❞

[the-broken-youth]

Val glanced down to him when she felt him latch onto her elbow. At his news she stopped to look at him for just a moment with a proud smile.

His face did look a bit more rosy and healthy. She reached out to pinch his  cheek and giggled happily. “Well I’d say it’s paying off. You’re already looking healthier Dimi.” She affectionately tousled his messy hair, “I’m proud of you bro.”

It fell off of her lips so easily. “Bro”. Like it was totally natural to call him that. She didn’t even think much about it when she did. It just felt right.

“So you said it’d be harder for me to carry you huh? How about we test that?” She quickly scooped the boy into her arms and lifted him up bridal style. The looks from passersby barely phased her. 

“Oof you were right. It is kinda harder now...that just means I need to put in more time at the gym then.”

[astxrians]

                     ( — starter call // @the-broken-youth​ )

                     [ MSG: jackie ] hey are you up?                      [ MSG: jackie ] i know it’s late but can i come over           jakob sighed as his hovering finger finally pressed the send button. despite the question in his message, he was actually already standing outside her apartment. leaning back against the wall beside her front door, he checked the time. 2:28 AM.

          perhaps he shouldn’t have bothered coming over. he didn’t want to disturb her if she was getting proper rest, but after getting shoved out of the door by talon ( completely unrelated to his playing drums at an ungodly hour ), jakob realized this was the only place he actually wanted to be besides home.

[the-broken-youth]

Jackie was laying flat in her bed gazing up at the ceiling, soft music played in her earbuds in an attempt to lull herself to sleep. But her mind was racing with too many thoughts, making it impossible to relax.

Then she could hear the faint buzzing of her phone in the distance. She tugged out her earbuds and snatched her phone off the nightstand. When she saw the name she couldn’t help the tiniest smile from tugging on her lips.

But it faded quickly. It was pretty late...was everything okay? She quickly typed up a response.

[MSG: jakob] yeah sure that’s fine

[MSG: jakob] couldn’t sleep anyways 

[MSG: jakob] so the company would be nice

Jackie had to admit she was a bit relieved. 

His presence was warm and comforting. He took her mind off of the spirits that were lingering around her. When Jakob was around it felt as if they didn’t even exist.

[young-bluebloods]

☹

“Babe!” Zai interrupted as gently as she could; the dude has been hitting on Valentine for over fifteen minutes.

“I made you lunch!”

[the-broken-youth]

Val looked to her girlfriend with a smile and then gave the man a small wave. “It was nice catching up with you.” The dude looked vaguely disappointed but gave a smile and nod. “You too Val. Think we could hang out sometime?”

Val thought for a moment, “Sure. We can grab a coffee this week. See you then?” They agreed and exchanged goodbyes then she gave her girlfriend a peck on the cheek. “Thanks Zai you’re the best.”

“That guy was an old friend from college by the way. He was my partner in our nursing classes. He’s gotten a lot more confident since then.”

She was apparently oblivious to her old acquaintance’s attempts at flirting with her. 

[young-bluebloods]

Zai smiled, she kinda felt bad for being rude to the guy, but she quickly shook it off.

“It takes confidence to flirt with with someone as pretty as you,” Zai teased. “I was a nervous wreck talking to you.”

[the-broken-youth]

“Huh?” Val thought back to their conversation and had pieced it together. She genuinely had no idea. “He was flirting with me?” At her girlfriend’s teasing a blush dusted her cheeks.

“You were? You must’ve hid it well then. You seemed so confident and sure of yourself.” She giggled softly. “That’s so cute.”

[young-bluebloods]

☹

“Babe!” Zai interrupted as gently as she could; the dude has been hitting on Valentine for over fifteen minutes.

“I made you lunch!”

[the-broken-youth]

Val looked to her girlfriend with a smile and then gave the man a small wave. “It was nice catching up with you.” The dude looked vaguely disappointed but gave a smile and nod. “You too Val. Think we could hang out sometime?”

Val thought for a moment, “Sure. We can grab a coffee this week. See you then?” They agreed and exchanged goodbyes then she gave her girlfriend a peck on the cheek. “Thanks Zai you’re the best.”

“That guy was an old friend from college by the way. He was my partner in our nursing classes. He’s gotten a lot more confident since then.”

She was apparently oblivious to her old acquaintance's attempts at flirting with her. 

[bunniesmemes-deactivated2020063]

For every 💫 I get, I’ll give you a headcanon about muse’s FUTURE!

[the-broken-youth]

Val managed a nod and stepped away from the body. She saw the last hint of life fade from the man’s eyes and winced at the sight. The smell of blood hung heavy in the air and made her want to gag.

She kept an eye out while her girlfriend took care of...the body. It was a good excuse to look anywhere but at the lifeless form sprawled out on the ground.

“It was to protect her...it was to protect her...” She whispered this mantra to herself to keep her composure. She wasn’t like him. She was nothing like him.

“It’s not that I feel bad for the guy. Far from it. That asshole was going to hurt you and he got what he deserved. But that’s why I’m upset.”

She clenched her blood coated hands at her side.

“That’s what Kayler’s like. When he kills he doesn’t feel anything and he enjoys it. He has fun doing it...I can’t fucking stand him.”

[the-broken-youth]

starter for @umbracxlo!

Val had decided to take Dimitri out for a walk to a little outdoor cafe.

She insisted for it to just be a friend’s outing and Zander agreed that he would just stay at home and work on his art commissions.

As happy as she was for the couple she needed some time away from all their mushy romance. It may have been out of jealousy...okay it definitely was. She was jealous that Zander could have all of Dimitri’s undivided attention. Not to mention being the third wheel could be absolutely exhausting.

Not that she would admit to any of this if asked.

As they were walking to the cafe she saw he was lagging behind and sighed in an over exaggerated manner.

“I’m not even walking that fast you shorty. Am I going to have to carry you again?” She chuckled softly. “I’ve been working out more lately. I can carry your skinny butt no problem.”

[the-broken-youth]

starter for @young-bluebloods!

Val didn’t know what came over her. She knew her girlfriend could protect herself just fine. 

But when that large bulking man came charging at her something took over her body and made her lunge towards the man with no regard for her own safety. She whipped out her pocket knife she kept on her for emergencies and with no hesitation slashed his throat wide open.

She was in a total haze as the blood sprayed from his throat and coated her clothes with blood. She could feel herself...smiling.

Feeling her girlfriend’s hand on her shoulder brought her back to her senses. She looked down at the helpless man choking on his blood and in shock threw the knife to the ground. Her blood soaked hands started to shake.

Little did she know while she was committing her sin...she looked a lot like her brother. 

“Zai? What did I just do...?”

[the-broken-youth]

Like for a starter with Valentine!

[the-broken-youth]

💋- kissing in the dark or kissing in the rain?

Sky pondered for a moment. “Kissing in the dark I think. There’s something romantic about not being able to see your partner but you can just feel them.”

“Not to mention kissing in the rain wouldn’t work out too well. My hair’s long so it’d probably end up sticking to my face and getting caught in the dude’s mouth.”

[the-broken-youth]

🍒- how do you act when you have a crush?

“Well...I-I guess I smile a bit more when they’re around me. And I’m a bit more physically affectionate. But when they reciprocate my heart starts pounding and I can barely say a word. It’s just hard to picture someone feeling that way about me too.”

[petalmemes]

Send ‘Who hurt you?’ for my muse to confess about a person who has caused them pain.

It could be another muse, or a person from their past, feel free to pry about past or current failed relationships or friendships.  

For multimuses: Specify which muse(s).

[the-broken-youth]

“Write one sentence on this piece of paper, and then I’ll let you up.” - sterling

“Ugh fine...” Maxine took the paper and tiredly scribbled out two words and held it up to his face.

Please move.

[stars-bean]

“Don’t you hate that?” “Hate what?” “Uncomfortable silences.”

Pulp Fiction (1994) dir. Quentin Tarantino

[justmorerpmemes]

Extremely Exhausted Starters

“You. Rest. Now.”

“You took five steps and need to sit down again?”

“I’m absolutely fine, I just need to sit down.”

“I just need to sit-what do you mean I’m already laying down?”

“Your eyes aren’t focusing. Just close them for ten minutes.”

“Write one sentence on this piece of paper, and then I’ll let you up.”

“I just need a breather, that’s all. Maybe ten. No fifteen.”

“We’re both so exhausted we can’t even argue about not being exhausted.”

“When I said I needed five more minutes I meant it more like hours.”

“… no… I’m tired… let me sleep… I don’t want to get up.”

“We need to get out of the heat, you’re starting to look sick.”

“You can’t hide those shaking hands from me. You need to stop.”

“I’m just a little cold, I’m okay, really. Let me sit with a blanket or something.”

“Moving…? No I’m good thanks.”

“Gravity has a hold on me of which I have not the strength to break.”

“Was… was that actually there? That wasn’t there was it?”

“I’ve had no energy for three days.”

“You worked yourself so hard that you’ve been sentenced to three days of bed rest.”

“Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.”

“If we’re both in this state, we both really screwed up somewhere huh?”

“I have energy for exactly one more person of favourable standing, and going the hell to bed. With or without that person, bed is happening.”

“You’ve struggled to move anything for the last hour.”

“This is what happens when you over exert yourself.”

“You were almost dead from pushing it too far!”

“I went a little overboard sure… but I’m still alive. So shh.”