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rollo-in-the-wild​:

“A true disappointment,” Rollo said, though they very much understood, they had chosen this thing mostly so they didn’t have to go through any of the other activities, it was much easier to be able to turn away from it all if they said they had to do some shifts. “I like your hat,” they said with a grin.

to punctuate his friend’s comment , the male lifted a finger and twirled the spinner atop his head . “ it’s a choice , that’s for sure — i didn’t expect to have to dress up which was half the reason i stayed away from applying to be one of the scare actors . looks like i was stung regardless . “ but it was a little extra income which , given his and juni’s financial situation , was welcomed no matter what shape it was delivered in . “ have you had much of a chance to check out the other activities ?? all the food looks incredible . “ 

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likemalik​:

Malik tends to be mindful in keeping pity out of his gaze when it’s cast towards Jaden. Maybe it isn’t so much pity as it is concern, a quiet sort of remorse. It tastes bitter on the back of his tongue, leaving him stinging with helplessness. They try to push it aside with a shrug of their shoulders. Thankfully, they have plenty of experience forcing a smile. They wear one now, its falseness undetectable in its subtlety.

Malik slides the stack of napkins on the table a little closer Jaden’s way, wordlessly as not to draw too much attention. Their way of looking after Jaden has always been subtle, after all. A nudge here and a push there all with enough razzle-dazzle distractions to keep Jaden from becoming too wary of the elusive aide 

“C’mon, man, I was playin’ too… Maybe you just need one’a them oil cans. Y’know, like tin man, with that satisfying as hell little pumping noise… Okay, it’d actually be kinda sick to sample that pumping sound into a song or an intro or something. We could do a whole ‘Wizard of Oz’ bit with it— dibs on Cowardly Lion.”

inevitably , a smear of tomato puree found a home up the side of jaden’s cheek . it was likely to stay there into the end of their feast — telling him about the mess wasn’t worth it , knowing it was inevitable he’d dirty up his lips within seconds anyway . it was a wonder how he’d managed to get that far . if asked , he’d insist he wasn’t as incompetent as he seemed ; in reality he owed it all to his family and the friends he held , the individuals around him that ensured he wasn’t going to stumble into certain death at any wrong turn . 

“ i know you’re playing . we’re never serious , c’mon !! “ even when they had discussed going their separate ways there were laughs and soft elbow nudges , gentle glances , callbacks to inside jokes from the years they’d lost to teen-hood . life , in many respects , hadn’t changed , although the faces in the photo frames certainly had . in some alternate dimension — of which jaden believed in , of course , thanks to being indoctrinated into the sci-fi universe at a young age — they were living the life they could have had if only growing up hadn’t become quite so muddy .

“ what did the tin man want , anyway ?? was he the one with the heart ?? because if we’re going by that , i think i’d choose to get a new brain , or maybe a little more bravery ... “ if his prosthetic qualified him as the tin man , then surely his mop of questionable hair ( towered into a cool-whip quiff ) put him in the runnings for the cowardly lion . a greasy hand slammed down on his thigh in despair . “ dammit — that would’ve been such a killer halloween costume . you , me and anton ... i could’ve roped zibby into being dorothy . why are we only brainstorming when it’s too late ?? “

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junigreen​:

looks could easily be deceiving , and here she was handing out praises before the food was even tasted . it didn’t take a much to impress juniper when it came to the mundane day-to-day things . the bar set substantially low for the male who in the past year , was just learning to do the washing . ❝ 99% . great . if i find a chunk of your flesh in my food that’s an immediate end to us . i can’t deal with an attempt to be sweet only for you to jeffery dahmer me . ❞ as jaden balances dishes , juniper reaches in the drawer , clutching a palm of silverware to join him at the table .

the few minute head start is enough for jacie to already be covered in her blended meal . hands covered as if she had been finger painting with puree . ❝ someone seems to be a big fan , but i don’t think she’s much of a critic . she’s happily eaten dirt from the garden . ❞ still skeptical , raised brow takes her seat , generously but weirdly pulled out for her . what was this ?? their first ‘ date ‘ ?? she stalls , twirling her fork through the vegetables , examining it for any accidental human meat before spearing a slice of eggplant with her fork . the bite cautiously lifts to lips , keeping eye contact with her opposite the entire time , taking the mousiest of bites  ( even smaller than her usual ) . ❝ i mean … ❞ shoulders shrug , tugging another small amount free from the prongs . ❝ i don’t actually have anything bad to say . ❞ a hidden compliment coming from juni . ❝ it’s edible . it might actually even be … good ?? try it !!  you’re freaking me out . if you don’t take a bite then i’m convinced you’re doing this to poison me and i’ll retract any offer of kisses . ❞ 

“ it’s hardly the highest of compliments . i’ve had to prize earthworms from those vice grip fingers on more than one occasion . jacie definitely took after me when it comes to her iron belly , “ despite their dilution of the girl’s reaction , jaden would be lying if he said it didn’t warm his heart seeing his own daughter scoff down something of his creation . if this was what caring for his family felt like , why hadn’t he pulled out all the stops sooner ?? perhaps , as traumatic as the moment had been , they needed that wobble , a hard reset to a relationship that had been toeing a tightrope for months at that point . their marriage may have fallen through the cracks , but as long as he was able to salvage something jaden would stop at nothing to pull back what they once had , or build something new , something stronger , from the wreckage . 

an aversion to anything healthy was shoved to the back of his mind and , with a dramatic squeeze of his eyes , the male forced a forkful past paralysed lips ; hesitant chews were to follow , until he had swallowed the entire thing ( with minimal complaint , at that ) . “ see ?? no flesh . “ jaden stressed , shocked at his own bravery paired with sacrifice , “ for something that’s only made out of vegetables , it’s not bad . maybe i’m sort of secret savant with this whole cooking thing . “ for juniper , saying something was ‘ edible ‘ was the highest decree . a twist of a smile was stifled behind the glimmer of a twirling fork , dabbing tomato from the corner of his lips in an inevitable misjudgement . “ who knew eggplant could taste so good ?? not me . “ a glance over the table at the woman he loved , a silence shrouding the pair of them as they , for the first time in weeks , enjoyed a meal in each other’s company . 

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rainfms​:

        “ aw… ” raina knew exactly who jaden was talking about — his daughter. you could talk to a baby all you wanted and they would never talk back to you, at least not when they couldn’t form words yet, or understand what you were saying. she hasn’t had a child herself, but she definitely has had experience with children, especially as a nurse. finally, without all those disgusting images in her head and out of his mouth, raina took a bite of her burger in peace. she set it down and gently wiped her hands, her cheeks, and her mouth, ridding it of any ketchup or anything. tilting her head to the side, she raised an eyebrow. “ oh, i didn’t know you were thinking about switching up your career. being an it tech isn’t fun for you anymore? ” she asked, her hand covering her mouth to avoid giving jaden an unpleasant view of her. “ well… without going too much into detail, obviously, if you’re gonna do anything in medical, you have to be able to stomach a few things. like, you aren’t scared of needles, are you? ” raina didn’t mind giving shots. she did not, however, enjoy receiving them. 

a slight laugh puffed from jaden’s parted lips . after everything raina had seen of him — his body in contorted positions , x-rays and scans of his innards — it seemed almost pointless to hide such a thing as the inside of her mouth as she chewed , but he guessed a line had to be drawn somewhere . “ i mean , i’ve been thinking about it for a while , “ the male shrugged , dabbing at the corner of his mouth ( and inevitably completely missing his mark , instead smearing sauce up the entirety of his cheek ) , “ i love working with computers , don’t get me wrong , but i feel like it’s a little … i don’t know , it’s a dead-end job . someone is always gonna need my help , which is great , but there comes a time where rewiring the wifi connections of old ladies isn’t as fulfilling as it used to be . “ as he sipped from his milkshake , the following comment almost caused a spew of pink-tinted dairy to fountain over the table ; at the last minute he forced it down his mouth in a swallow . “ at this point , i barely feel them . it’s just a little pop and i’m out the door . i used to hate needles , hospitals , but .. “ a shrug , “ it’s like that psychology thing . what’s it called . where , if you put somebody who’s scared of spiders in a room full of spiders , eventually they get over it . i bet that’s the same thing , “

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breannesamaya​:

“That’s an accurate statement. It’s better if we leave here with the same amount of appendages we arrived with.” There was a video she’d seen where someone had used a cookie cutter to cut out shapes… all she had were circles but it could do for eyes or a surprised mouth. “I saw a tiktok where a lady used cookie cutters to make shapes on their pumpkin. She just stuck it on the outside and tapped it until it pressed through it. And she used a handmixer to scoop out the guts! It was kinda cool.”

“ that’s genius . work smarter not harder , right ?? “ the male beamed at the idea . he had careened into a world where society was against him , where his usual hobbies and interests were suddenly torn from his reach . anything that made difficult or precarious tasks easier was welcomed and so , without hesitation , he stood to make steps towards the kitchen , to search for aforementioned cookie cutters with the blinkers of being in an unfamiliar kitchenette . “ — you got a hand-mixer , or am i gonna be giving my biceps a workout scooping all the guts out ?? “ 

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for as long as he could remember , they had been a unity between clementine and him . it had begun from a dumb project back in school , a pen-pal exercise to encourage the children to form ‘ strong , meaningful connections ‘ — whatever that meant . in a world before facebook and twitter , putting pen to paper was the only real way of staying in touch with people ( that was , until jaden fell down the rabbit hole of myspace ; it was easier to leave those black hair , nose-piercing days behind him where they belonged ) . him and clementine had bonded over the bands they had adored , their future plans , their goals to become musicians or at least dabble in starting a musical ensemble themselves ; who could have predicted they’d be together in the flesh , sporting questionable halloween costumes and navigating through carved pumpkins at roswell’s annual halloween gig .

“ i was totally thinking of going on the hayride too !! “ jaden responded , although there was a tightness in his lips when he realised who was driving the tractor . striker cannon was a terrible influence , one that had left jaden cleaning vomit up off the bathroom floor once his sister returned from one of their endeavours — to save from saying anything compromising as they sidled up to the ticket booth , he plucked cthulu from clementine’s hand and took a throat-burning sip . “ i’ve gotta take it easy when it comes to the booze , what with jacie enjoying some of the festivities tonight , but i can indulge in at least one . there are so many food trucks around here . how are we ever gonna pick what to eat after ?? “ if it was up to jaden ( and if he had unlimited funds , a dream too far out of his reach to even imagine ) he would have sampled something from every establishment available . 

for: anyone! ( @roswellstarters​ ) location: haunted hayrides attraction

Clementine can’t remember the last time she felt a warm fuzzy feeling in her stomach, so she let it take hold of her, and she didn’t shy away from it.  After all, the Autumn was a time for hugs, warm drinks, and warm smiles. As the sun made it’s rounds across their part of the world, slowly inching to end it’s rounds, she steps up to the drinking tent to both admire some of the displayed drinks and the art work put into them, but also to order two cocktails. Once they were prepared, she ends up walking away with a Sweet Poison Cocktail & Cthulu in hand. As she passes a pumpkin carving area a handful of families were carving into their pumpkins, she cheered on a little kid who had seemed to pick out a pumpkin just a smidgen too big to his little hands to properly hold, continuing towards the Haunted Hayride.

However, she quickly realized that this particular hayride didn’t have anyone but herself about to ride it right now and she felt bad making the guy drive just her around. Plus, she had gotten the second drink to spontaneously give it to someone just because she was feeling nice this evening. “Hey,” she says to the person nearest to her, “would you mind being hayride buddies with me? I have a Sweet Poison Cocktail and Cthulu here that I could use some help drinking too,” she tempted, lightly chuckling, holding both drinks out. “You can totally pick which one you want, and to sweeten the deal, afterwards, I’ll even treat us to some grub afterwards if you’re feeling peckish.”

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#local barely reformed mean girl thinks the entire town has lost their minds. 

STEVE HARRINGTON. STRANGER THINGS,   SEASON 04.

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zibbylapointe​:

London had been lonely at first. Things were fast paced, its people knocking cold shoulder into cold shoulder as easily and readily as crossing the road; Beth had been lost to a sea of impersonality, dragged by the currents of the capital’s complicated subway system and still feeling like a fish out of water. She’d missed the steadiness of home until the city had become just that, but it had all recoiled into a vanishing plume of smoke and cracked mirrors ( seven years of bad luck added to the tally ) when she’d missed that fateful fucking phone call.

Beth wishes she could hurl out her grief as easily as easily as she’s hurling out her guts.

She still isn’t sure how she’d made it back to Roswell, to a childhood bedroom once so comforting, now doubling up as a harrowing reminder of failures long since passed, yet still as fresh as the cut curving along her leg. She remembers the squeak of her chucks on the airport floor, plastered with lingering footprints of travellers unknown. She remembers staring at the departure screens, blinking only when her eyes stung and watered ( even then, she hadn’t been sure if it was the exhaustion or the guilt bundled against her chest like a rotten newborn left for her to raise– here’s your burden; you now belong to it ). She remembers checking her phone, as she still does some nights, and scrolling down to that one name, accusing her in bright red. missed call.

That same red swims before her closed eyes until she forces them open. Beth’s back home. There’s no robotic drone echoing against the walls of the duty free store, reminding passengers to PLEASE GO TO GATE NUMBER FORTY-THREE. There’s only Jaden’s soft assurances, making Beth feel sick all over again. Her bottom lip wobbles.

The wall feels nice and cool against her back where she’s slumping against it. As does her brother’s touch, steady and sure of itself in ways Beth hasn’t been since her return as it fixes what she’s broken– in this case, her own skin. He’s good at fixing things. “You’re good at fixing things,” Zibby says. She wishes she could be more like him. “Jay—” But the confession dies in her throat, leaving a lump in its wake that fills her eyes again until they’re spilling over, and her face is blotchy, and her hands are bunching at the sleeves of her oversized flannel. In lieu of telling Jaden the truth– he’s burdened enough as is, doesn’t need her weight to carry, too –she manages to say, wobbly and thick, “please don’t say an’thin’ to Striker. S’my fault, he didn’– he didn’t do anything, I promise.”

the anger soon dissipated , poofing into a cloud of smoke like a spell cast from the palm of one of his many video game avatars . jaden’s lips pursed and , although he wanted to come out with it and chastise striker cannon for allowing his sister to fall into such a state , it was those rounded eyes that silenced him . that gaze was the same gaze he had seen when they were younger , if zibby fell and scraped her knee and pleaded for her older brother to stay quiet — what were brothers for , if not for keeping their promises ?? “ okay , i won’t say anything to him .. but next time he goes shoving moonshine under your nose , you say no , okay ?? “

it wasn’t that he was ruling with an iron fist . it wasn’t that he was attempting to step over the lenient rule of his father . jaden had made mistakes in his own life , ones that had left him with permanent injuries and disabilities aplenty ,  and so the concern ( and the previous venom that had bled into his voice against his will ) came from a place of love . 

the very reason he was back beneath his parents’ roof was born from a mistake . time and time again juniper had begged him to get help , to go to therapy , to have somebody pry open his skull and poke at the squishy parts . again and again the requests were ignored , piling into an avalanche that had swallowed him whole and very nearly took his daughter with him . if there was anything he could do to warn against such missteps he would do so in the softest , sweetest , most brotherly of ways . 

ensuring she was patched up the best he could in the low light , jaden sighed and relaxed his own back against the wall . legs bent at the knees , his forearms draped against them , half in exhaustion and half in pondering what to do next . “ what is all this , zibs ?? i don’t know what’s got into you , but you can’t just come home like a bull in a china shop and tear everything down , even if you don’t mean to . i can cover you as much as i can — that’s what i’m meant to do , as your brother — but what do i do when mum smells all that barf and alcohol on your breath ?? what do i do when you can’t get out of bed for a hangover in the morning ?? “ his own towering head of hair fell into his fingertips , tufts poking through gaps in his knuckles . 

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florasummersx​:

Flora had felt almost honored when Jaden had agreed to letting her visit the holy halls that were his gaming room and there’d been a hint of surprise when he’d done so without her having to be too much of a pest about it. She wouldn’t claim that she was very proficient when it came to technology or anything related to it, just enough to be able to manage her webstore and drawing tablet, so she was happy to learn a thing or two from Jaden as long as he was willing to teach her.

“Are you scared that I might break something already?” Flora asked, brows raised in mock offense before she allowed herself to look around for a moment, a small smile tugging on the corners of her lips. It was almost exactly like she’d imagined and yet, not at all. In a way it resembled a teenage fantasy which she could respect, considering this was all Jaden’s. With her focus back on her friend, Flora raised her brows once more and pointed at the box containing Mortal Kombat wordlessly before she snorted. “Or – hear me out – you’re about to get your ass kicked by an amateur.”

“ i’m not scared , “ he responded , although the waver in his voice spoke otherwise ; it wasn’t as though he believed flora would do it on purpose but , from past experience , he knew how easy it was to knock against a wing , to clip a weapon , and have figures and lego sets crash to the ground like godzilla tearing down an industrialised landscape , “ just cautious . i’d say cautious . as much as i love jacie , she’s very rarely allowed in here .. i know i’d turn around and see her gnawing off chewbacca’s ear or sticking lego hands up her nose , “ like father , like daughter — but he would insist his visit to the ER in his childhood to have a two-piece brick tweezered out of his nose had simply been a bet between him and his sister . 

obedient , he cracked open the case and allowed his console to swallow up the disc . jaden then handed out the controllers , one to flora and one to rest in his own lap , hobbling back to the couch to sink into the warped material . it really was a man cave , a teenage boy’s dream , away from the distraction of housework or parental responsibility . “ oh , you’ll be eating your words in about two seconds , summers !! just wait until you feel the wrath of scorpion , “ they navigated to the character select screen , and in an instant he clicked down to the yellow-clad , fire-wielding combatant . 

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it was ironic that he had managed to score a job at the circus tent , given his irrational fear of clowns . the moment he was able to break away from the ticket booth and excuse himself from the cackling , red-nosed abominations he had done so gladly , carrying his proton pack slung over one shoulder to ensure nobody swiped such an integral part to his own outfit . when he was ‘ working ‘ the beige jumpsuit had to be stripped of all identifiers and , instead , he was gently encouraged to wear one of those helicopter hats , spinning a rainbow in the october winds .

“ hey , buddy !! “ the male called once rollo was in sight , having not seen nor heard from the illegitimate moore since the closure of the pride festival , “ oh , don’t worry about that — i’m not particularly interested in scaring myself shitless tonight . my allocation is scary enough . how’s your evening going ?? “

halloween event @roswellstarters​

Rollo had attached their demon tail to the fanny pack they were wearing. It was currently hidden beneath the shirt of their outfit. Their face was painted red and black, and the rest of their body had matching colours. They didn’t think they looked perfectly the part, but in the dark nobody cared, as long as you played it well. And it was easy to scare people who knew they were going to be scared. 

“Hi, hello, Uhm, we’re closed for thirty so everyone can grab some food,” they said when someone walked up to the closed ticket booth.

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rainfms​:

        “ you really wanna talk about something like this now? like, while we’re eating? ” raina asked, motioning down to the burger that was in her hands. she was literally about to take a bite when jaden started talking about an incident dealing with his father and blood. she put the burger down, shaking her head as she took a sip of her drink to try and get some of her appetite back from him almost completely destroying it. “ but yes, if you want an answer to your question, i have seen some stuff i don’t even wanna think about, right now. ” despite his extremely poor timing, jaden was spot on — there were certain things she saw that made her a little weak in the knees. she didn’t perform surgery, nor did she diagnose a patient, but she administered things and started the first part of people’s check-ups whenever they would come for something as simple as a physical. “ i wanna actually eat my burger now. can we put off talking about gross stuff for at least a few minutes please? ” she picked her burger back up. “ and why the sudden question? just curious? ”

being a father , and a new one at that , meant that jaden’s perception of what was appropriate and what wasn’t was entirely skewed . in all honesty , interacting with someone over the age of one was a novelty for him ; it was only a few months off of his daughter’s first birthday , and still the majority of his time — thanks to being able to work from home — was spent watching sensory videos and cleaning up messes nobody wants to see . throwing both palms up in surrender , he giggled a : “ sorry , sorry !! i’m still getting used to interacting with people that talk back to me , not just a slew of snorts and gurgles and spits . “ as much as he loved his daughter , such a life could grow exhausting . he wouldn’t change such a thing for the world . as raina spoke , he thought of all the horror stories he’d heard online or from fellow patients in recovery rooms , from doctors and nurses who had a tendency to overshare — spending so much time in hospitals tunes your ears to such frequencies ; who would blame jaden for his curiosity ?? “ we’ll park it . enjoy your food . i was just wondering , y’know , ‘cus i’ve heard some real gnarly stuff . i bet it’s a crazy job to be in , “ he picked at a fry , throwing it into his mouth at close range before adding , “ and i’m looking to switch up my own career , so it’s a process of elimination , “ 

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oliviafms​:

olivia did like dogs, she liked cats too but there was something different about stella, they were best-friends, “i know, i know! thank you though, she is the cutest” olivia smiles brightly. she was always happy to help people when it came to cats, she was full of advice, “perfect! i look forward to it” she replies, “i’d recommend adopting a rescue cat, there’s so many that need homes”. 

it wasn’t like he needed much convincing ; jaden was as easy to sway as anything , a small child when he looked upon the shimmering eyes of a baby animal or an old , abandoned pet at the shelter . it was why he avoided pluto pet pound like the plague — it wasn’t that he didn’t like the animals , not in the slightest , but he knew that it would break his heart seeing all the faces he couldn’t bring home with him . maybe some day , when him and juniper had a huge backyard and twelve spare bedrooms , but right now their meagre budget wouldn’t allow such frivolous spending . “ i got buffy from the pound , y’know ?? it was like she was made for me . “ 

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junigreen​:

one hand at the small of his back slips downward , palm giving a playful squeeze to a little cheek before the older of the pair steps away . if they were going to get back on track , the mood needed to be lightened . physical intimacy needed to be back on the table . after all , juniper didn’t know how to navigate a relationship without it . ❝ the warning should read keep out of reach of jaden jace lapointe . how bad are your hands ?? let me see . ❞ for a moment , the dish loses it’s importance and palms are tugged up , coffee coloured eyes sizing up the damage . ❝ there’s some witch hazel and a calendula salve in the bathroom medicine cabinet . put some on before you to go sleep . ❞ although no doctor , her never ending holistic first aid kit was bound to have something to heal any ailment . a kiss seals to the middle of his palm , acting as bandaid until then .

so this was simba’s doing . this all made way more sense . the couple had far opposite the diets ; jaden’s consisting of mostly beige , while juniper nibbled her way through a vegetal rainbow . there was no way that without a hint of help , the male could pull this off . ❝ that’s actually really fucking sweet . ❞ pardon her language . ❝ based on looks , and for not burning down the house , i’m proud of you . it beats pizza toast by a mile already . ❞ hand wafts over the hot dish , waving the warming scent towards her , while jacie gets to work on mucking about her portion . he’d come a long way from the greystone apartment cupboards only housing a tin of chef boyardee and a loaf of green , fuzzy bread , that was for sure . ❝ i’m so impressed . thank you , babe . for doing this . kisses for the cook are in order if it actually tastes as good as it looks . ❞

since the beginning of their relationship , juniper’s collection of odds and ends in the medicine cupboard had healed every scrape and complaint , from the severe to the scratch . as much as she likely expected his palms and fingertips to be in shreds , hanging off and queueing up another inevitable amputation , he had poked his head out the other end relatively unscathed — a few nicks and peeled cuticles would be healed with a kiss , a dab of disinfectant and one of jacie’s peppa pig bandaids . “ i think i came out pretty well , considering this is the first real choppy meal i’ve ever made . i mean , i’m not gonna be opening any restaurants any time soon , but i’m like ... ninety-nine percent confident this dish is totally vegetarian . no fingers or flesh in this portion . i can’t say the same for jacie over there , “ their doe-eyed chunk of a daughter happily munched ( and tossed in every which direction ) her meal , excitedly tucking in to some real vegetables prepared by her culinarily-inept father . 

and then , it was the moment of truth . two bowls , stacked with finely and crookedly chopped vegetables , were carried to the dining table and perched opposite one another , the seat allocated to juniper tugged out ever so slightly in as much of a chivalrous act as the woman would allow . circling the table , he took a seat by his own portion with fingertips hovering over his fork , awaiting the fateful first bite , the verdict of his fiancée — ex-fiancée , girlfriend , acquaintance — and the following reaction . for a man seemingly allergic to anything green or with a stem , a part of jaden was rather excited to try his own handiwork . “ i’m holding out for it to taste amazing . i could really do with some more kisses . i’ll be wielding the frying pan a whole lot more , if that’s the case . “ the implement was seized and , hesitantly , a veg-filled forkful was loaded upon the spikes . 

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the crashdown cafe ! ( closed for — @rainfms​​​​​​​ )

“ — i bet working as a nurse means you get to see the gnarliest stuff , huh ?? “ jaden spoke , midway through his space-invader burger , slurping a strawberry milkshake from his candy-striped straw . it had only been a matter of time before the pair began hanging out away from the blinding white walls of the hospital , outside of those fluorescent lights or monotonous beeps that signalled the whirring of machines to keep roswell’s sickest alive . a familiar face , jaden and raina had managed to strike up quite the rapport over the last three years of frequent hospital appointments ; not only did the other know , in great detail , what the inside of his leg looked like , she was also there to support his gossiping , or to lend a shoulder when times grew tough . “ once me and zibby were pretending to be superheroes between our beds , and i slipped between them and knocked my head on the lightswitch . it was bleeding like a faucet and my dad got stopped by police for speeding down main street , “ 

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jaden & juniper’s home , jupiter valley !  ( closed for — @florasummersx​ )

it had been one of the many conditions of moving in with juniper — if he was to bring his ‘ man toys ‘ into her home , he was to keep them in his designated office ( which was a glorified playroom , although he’d argue it was filled with ‘ collectibles ‘ ) . the small spare bedroom had his gaming set-up stuffed into one corner , spare parts of computers and extra keyboards scattered on every spare surface , posters tacked and peeling on each wall ; it truly was a nerd den , and he had opened his arms to flora the moment his friend had expressed interest in visiting . “ just be careful when you’re touching anything .. “ he warned as the door to his room was clicked closed , allowing the other into his star wars and x-men fantasy . it wasn’t much but , with a half-completed lego death star and a plush grogu that gurgled when you squeezed it , it was paradise to him . “ now , we have two options .. “ grabbing some game boxes , he cocked his brow , “ do we get you started on mortal kombat or call of duty ?? you’re about to be put through the most gruelling few hours of bootcamp you’ve ever experienced .  “

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shilohmoore​:

Kids who grew up in the Moore home were never declawed. It meant walking away from the trailer with a little too much bite, too intense a sharpness for most others’ tastes. Half the time, Shiloh doesn’t even realize they carry it, and the amused but doubtful look they flash Jaden is only further proof of it as Shiloh instinctively digs a little further. Still, Shiloh’s nips are meant to be playful, at least most of the time. And as soon as they weren’t, there was absolutely no mistaking it.

“Hey,” they say at once, hands raising in surrender. “No hate. I have nothing but respect for Michael Mouse and the absolute chokehold he has over capitalism… Or, well, I would if I wasn’t a total freakin’ communist, but if I’m gonna go around admitting shit like that, I’m pretty sure I gotta enroll in witness protection, so you didn’t hear that.”

Their eyes flash to the ball tucked under Jaden’s arm, and a smirk tugs at one corner of Shiloh’s lips. “Tell you what, LeBron. I’ll give you another shot to impress me. You wanna play a quick game of one-on-one? Standard rules: first one to twenty-one wins.”

in comparison to the moore siblings , the lapointe’s were gentle . they had been raised with love , coddled , wrapped in cotton wool — and look where that got them . zibby had crash landed back home , redirected like a boomerang , and jaden had been forced to fly home to the nest for a few weeks ( pre-marital issues and health problems mounting into peaks ) . whether they had been brought up in the rough or the refuge , their respective families had ended up in the same positions , penniless and miserable and miles away from where they should be . 

with his lower lip jutting out from beneath his upper , jaden pondered the proposition with dark eyes flitting from the ball to the hoop and back again . “ well , why the hell not ?? if i can assert my dominance over the rulers of roswell in a cute little game , of course i’m gonna take the shot . you’ll regret ever challenging me , moore !! “ and with that — with the spirit of the greats on his side — the ball bounced against tarmac , magnetised to his palm , and was propelled .. about three inches short of the hoop itself . 

[jadenlapointe]

zibbylapointe​:

She’ll replace the china. Hilary might insist otherwise, but Beth’ll replace it. She’ll put together however many future paycheques it might take until she can afford another piece. Something prettier, at that. To compensate. And for a moment it might feel like atonement, when she makes up for a mistake caused by selfish frivolity she keeps failing to shake. For a moment, she might’ve made up for those missed phone calls. Except she never will. People aren’t as easily replaced.

For now, Beth need only focus on the grounding sounds of her big brother’s complaints. “Tha’would’ve been a good one,” she mumbles in return, her words more a gust of liquor-stained wind, punctuated with a hiccup that paints her lips in a lazy grin. But that hiccup hitches her nausea further up her throat, and her short-lived smile crumbles into a pained frown. Her teeth grit and a hiss sneaks past when something sharp sends pain signals rattling like a wooden ratchet in her head. A chunk of china, shard sharp and pointed, has sliced a clean line around the circumference of her leg. There’s a thin split of red that’s dribbling a puddle on the floor, staining the tiny pieces of shattered vase, creating islands out of them in a sea of crimson. “Shit,” Zibby snorts. She looks up at Jaden’s question. A wobbly index lifts to try and press to his mouth; it misses, smudging the shape of his cheek instead. “Ssh, shush. Sh. Just’– what? I tried, like, a tiny bit’f moonshine. Like… Like a sippy. Strikes makes it hisself. I think.” She can still hear his dimply laughter ( raucous, hard-hitting and shooting out of him like his namesake ) when she’d stuck her tongue out, head shaking wildly to deny passage to a sterile taste that was already scorching her taste buds and throat.

Between the talking and the memory of that dizzying drink, her stomach lurches once more. Intestines up in her chest, bunching up her organs until she feels tight and swollen, Beth rolls her lips into her mouth to seal off anything that might pour out. With Jaden’s help, she manages to collapse before the toilet before anything spews free. The wet slap of regurgitation hits the water at the bottom of the ceramic, followed by a wobbly whimper. Beth coughs, spits. Lays a reddened cheek on the seat.  “Fuck…”

nothing turned jaden’s stomach anymore . from having to deal with his own wound changes and constant surgeries to mopping up jacie’s diaper explosions , his stomach had evolved to be iron-lined ; as he bundled brunette hair behind beth’s head he was more concerned of his sister’s wellbeing ( and of waking their parents , much like when they were teenagers ) . a wad of toilet roll was wound , over and over , around his palm , dapping at the corner’s of his sister’s lips once the first spew was over , an arm braced around her chest to prevent the drunken woman slumping forward into the shallow bowl of the lapointe family toilet . “ better out than in . you’ll start feeling better in no time once that’s all out . i know i always feel a whole lot better after i puke my guts up , “ 

mixed with annoyance for being woken up in the middle of the night was undiluted concern . jaden’s first worry had , and always would be , his family , whether that was the one he had created for himself or the one that had dragged him back up by his shoulders to face the day . having seen rock bottom , having been cared for by his sister mopping his head with cold towels , his mother bringing soup on a tray and his father hauling his body to and from the bath , he owed it to his sibling to take care of her this time . they could fix the china , they could bandage her hand , they could lay her to rest that evening — all he cared about was that she was okay . 

“ i’m going to be having a strong word with striker , then . i thought moonshine was a myth , like unicorns or british people , “ a silver lining to being back beneath his parents’ roof was that his belongings were strewn everywhere , and that included his collection of medical supplies that had leaked from his wash bag to litter the entire surface of the bathroom sink . plucking a band-aid from the collection — one with a safari print — he peeled back the wrapper and tenderly took hold of his sister’s leg to dab at the blood , then seal off her cut . it was a pathetic attempt , diagonal over the stretched wound , but it was something .