Wretched

Jess Rockatansky Alive. Mun is 21+ +very selective play +possible nsfw content +possible violence

[summerbreeze-xo-deactivated2018]

Comfort Him. You are just as much His safe place, as He is yours.

I heard this recently and it gave me all kinds of warm fuzzies.  (via thelureoffantasies)

[wretchedjess]

@terminalxcrazy

Sometimes she gets thirsty, her mouth will go dry, and in that half asleep moment she’s convinced she’ll wake up in that wretched lean-to she called home in the sand. That if she opens her eyes, Max will be gone and she’ll know it was all a dream. 

She doesn’t tell him why when she wakes up crying. It takes something close to half an hour of mumbled assurances and touch before she even dares to look at him. 

[wretchedjess]

Like For A Starter

[thatlastpartsthecatholicism]

“I wasn’t going to ask.” She sounded terrible. Most people down here did. Not enough water, too much heat. It was a good thing he’d gotten used to the smell; it would’ve been overwhelming otherwise. “I haven’t…I didn’t know there were still dogs.”

Was he smiling? It had been a while since he’d felt like he has a reason to. This might’ve seemed like a strange reason to smile, but hell, if a dog could make it in this shithole…

“Scaredy…boy or girl?”

[wretchedjess]

Her eyes skirted the area, tongue darting out over the dry, salty split in her lower lip. 

No other strangers loitering the area. A scattering of familiar wretched in the distance, minding their own lean-to shelters and their own business in the dimming light. Her eyes stuck on the man again and stayed there, watching him for any sudden movement as she crouched to scoop Scaredy up in her one arm. The dog wriggled momentarily until she was held securely against Jessie’s chest.

“... She.” She repeated slowly, then added, “A g... irl.”

[thatlastpartsthecatholicism]

@wretchedjess

He backed away the second he heard her foosteps coming his way. “I’m not trying anything.” Matt said quickly, holding up his hands. “I’m not. Just…is that a dog?!”

[wretchedjess]

“Sh- she. ‘S. Not for trade.” Her voice was sandpaper, slow to grasp for words, but there was an urgency to the tone. A jolt of alarm stuck in her chest. He had been close enough to extend his hand toward the dog’s snuffling nose before she caught sight of him- a precious few seconds that could and had on occasion seen the sorry mutt snatched up by hungry hands. 

“Scaredy,” she rasped, shortening the rope leash with a few twists of her wrist and tightening her good fingers around the loops in her palm, “come.”

[schwarmerei1]

That little smile when you realise that you’re the only woman in the movie who gets to put a hand down Tom Hardy’s trousers…

[madmaxplanet]

Joy Smithers… also known as the actress who was the original choice to play Max’s wife, Jessie, in the first Mad Max.

[kimbureh]

She deserves the butt touch.

[bassfanimation]

She deserves the butt touch.

[once-a-polecat]

I would rather touch Tom Hardy’s butt than kiss Mel Gibson. Just sayin’.

[fearlesslyloyal-deactivated2015]

//I’d rather kiss Tom Hardy’s butt than kiss Mel Gibson in general. 

[giovanamedeiros]

[wretchedjess]

That's mine. -terminalxcrazy ((Ur husband is being held hostage by me, who is logged onto another account.))

“Sharing is caring?” Her grin was only the slightest bit sheepish- wretched habits were difficult to break- but she’d only stolen a couple bits from his bowl of stew. She poked her tongue out at him, then used it to clean her fingertips of the thick gravy. 

[wretchedjess]

Jess let one foot dangle over the side of the bed, feeling around the air with her toes until they brushed hair. “You’re not sleeping under the bed.”

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

He glanced up towards her and smiled. “Be up in a second.”

[wretchedjess]

She twiddled her toes against the top of his head, wheedling, “Just bring ‘em up with.”

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

He shook his head. “Need to stay with Scaredy…” He gently kissed the top of Small’s head before putting her back with the other puppies. “No whining, you lot.”

[wretchedjess]

“You saying my baby can’t come up here too?” Jess tsked, settling back against the mattress as he murmured his goodnights and no doubt got side tracked by the snuffling little squeakers. “What a harsh grandpa you are.”

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

wretchedjess

Is he lying on his back in their room, holding Smalls and gently fussing over him? Yes. Yes he is.

[wretchedjess]

Jess let one foot dangle over the side of the bed, feeling around the air with her toes until they brushed hair. “You’re not sleeping under the bed.”

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

He glanced up towards her and smiled. “Be up in a second.”

[wretchedjess]

She twiddled her toes against the top of his head, wheedling, “Just bring ‘em up with.”

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

wretchedjess

Is he lying on his back in their room, holding Smalls and gently fussing over him? Yes. Yes he is.

[wretchedjess]

Jess let one foot dangle over the side of the bed, feeling around the air with her toes until they brushed hair. “You’re not sleeping under the bed.”

[jobassaschild]

If that’s what makes her happy, let her do it. Literally you’re only function here is to be around when she’s finished so you can rub her feet and give her food and congratulate her on a job well done. 

Jess Rockatansky is a grown-ass woman; being pregnant doesn’t make her suddenly incapable of doing anything. Now go rub her back and tell her how beautiful she is. >:1

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

((I can’t decide if Max would be more or less chill since this would be baby #2 and I think parents generally mellow out by the second child because they have at least 10% of an idea what they’re doing.

Also in this AU he’d have fewer REASONS to worry because y’know the world isn’t ending.))

[wretchedjess]

Mind you, Jess IS a tiny woman and had a difficult/dangerous time toward the end with Sprog, but. The general mystery of pregnancy is gone for the most part.

[wretchedjess]

✖

Back at ya, angstmonster!

[wretchedjess]

✖

No u

[positive-affirmation]

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

Max finds more animals the next time he visits Barter Town on a favor for Furi- but it's unintentional and he's very displeased to find dogs and cats, what's there of them, are just being bred as another source of meat. He makes a point of trading what he's got on hand for as many dogs he can haggle for (sadly not many) and straight up steals away a sickly looking kitten inside his jacket.

((Accurate.

I don’t know about the stealing bit because Max has already had trouble in Barter Town and doesn’t want a second go at the Thunderdome, but he probably would yell the guy into submission like

“It’s DISEASED and barely TWO mouthfuls and you want fucking how much for it??”

and then he apologies to it for everything he said on the ride back.))

[wretchedjess]

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

[@wretchedjess] “Please, just rest for a minute? Please.”

“…scared to stop…”

Stopping gave himself time to think. His thoughts were hostile territory today.

[wretchedjess]

Jess extended her open palm toward him and lowered her feet to the floor, gritty and cool against her toes. She was tired. So tired, but something in his pacing had made her sleep uneasy. “What can I do, Baby?”  He needed to sleep. She was sure he hadn’t slept and it felt like morning. “What’s scaring you? Hm?”

[terminalxcrazy-deactivated20230]

“…”

He took her hand. Tried to scrape together the words to explain what was happening. “Keep…thinking about things that happened…can’t get it clear of my head.”

[wretchedjess]

Jess searched his downturned eyes, having to dip her head to catch them at all. There wasn’t anything she could fix, the past being the past, but it was something that he was present enough to squeeze her hand between his own.  “You wanna talk about...?” She asked. Slow and hushed for the hunted look about him. Her fingers curled against his. “We could go for a walk?” It was hard to guess without windows, but she thought it might be dark out still. The lack of that faint, echoing commotion from the garage level suggested it.