#brokenbutneverdefeated

[dear-indies]

Hey! I was wondering if you had some ideas about possible siblings for a Jack O'Connell FC. I know with the halves it's kind of difficult and that's actually why I'm reaching out. I'm looking for two half sisters, a brother, and three half brothers. The sisters would be younger by at least 5 years, if not more. The brother is about 2 years older. The half brothers are all older. Probably like 3, 5, and 7 or so years apart. Thank you and happy holidays!

Half sisters:

Ella Eyre (1994) Afro-Jamaican / Maltese.

Rose Bertram (1994) Belgian [possibly Flemish] / Portuguese, Senegalese, Angolan.

Jadah Doll (1995) African-American / European.

Bree Kish (1996) Irish, Dutch, Spanish, 1/4 African-American.

Zendaya Coleman (1996) African-American / White.

Ellie Bamber (1997)

Ellie Darcey-Alden (1997)

Piper Curda (1997) Korean / English, Scottish.

Vajen van den Bosch (1998)

Emma Laird (1998)

Abigail Cowen (1998)

Madison Pettis (1998) African-American / Irish, French, Italian.

Fujita Nicole (1998) Japanese / Polish, Russian.

Akina (FAKY) (1999) Japanese / White.

Brothers:

Tadhg Murphy (1979) 

Sam Heughan (1980)

Jonas Armstrong (1981)

Matthias Schweighöfer (1981) 

Hayden Christensen (1981)

Dan Stevens (1982) 

Alex Saxon (1983)

Domhnall Gleeson (1983) 

Garrett Hedlund (1984)

Dean Ambrose (1985)

Richard Madden (1986) 

Jake McDorman (1986) 

-C

[rhys-cassidy]

Drunk Text | Jack

Rhys: WYD?

Rhys: U up?

Rhys: The eye looks fun. Should come ride with me.

[girl-bateman]

Ravenclaw / ISFP/ Aries / Non-Binary /Pansexual / Chaotic Neutral

Aesthetic for @brokenbutneverdefeated

[wintercolourss-archive]

@brokenbutneverdefeated

This had been the last straw. Madison tried, she really tried to believe him, she really wanted this to not be happening, but it was. She never understood why he had been so mean to her, why he had always turned down her plans and treat her like she was just dumb. John had been such a dick lately, he just wanted to fuck (not even bothering on pleasing her) and nothing else. But finding those panties that clearly did not belong to her were just the hard slap of reality she needed.

Of course, she confronted him and it didn’t end up well. In fact, Maddie ended up crying and leaving his place. She didn’t know where she was going until she rang the bell, his bell. Jack had been her best friend since they were kids and now she had been dating his brother in spite of all the warnings he might’ve given her. Not that she wanted to listen to them, in her eyes John was perfect and not the jerk he ended up being. Maddie was pouting and her eyes were red and puffy when Jack opened the door.

“I’m s-sorry” she sniffed. “I... I didn’t know where else to go...”

[ofnotendingwell]

{ cont. from here >> x }

brokenbutneverdefeated

Isaac could have let himself go but that flash of red made his own eyes widen then flash gold. “Conor... Conor!” He choked out softly, clinging to him as if his life depended on it. And in all honestly it did. He would have stayed against Conor but the healing had kicked in and Isaac could feel himself needing to throw up. “Bathroom,” he mumbled before getting off the Alpha and moving as quickly as he could manage to the bathroom to empty his stomach.

[rhys-cassidy]

"'ow do you like to be fucked?"

“... huh?”

[musesoflegend]

Mutual Misunderstanding

brokenbutneverdefeated Today was Stiles first weekend off in a while and he was quite happy about that as his new shipment of lingerie was supposed to be delivered. He was lounging in his house in his favorite pair of lacy purple underwear when he heard a knock at his door. He climbed from the couch and walked over to the door. "Hey," he said as he opened the door and stepped back. "The money is on my kitchen counter. So come in." Stiles sauntered back over to the kitchen and picked up the envelope with the money. "So everything is there right?"

[brokenbutneverdefeated]

Discord

[KT (brokenbutneverdefeated)#5732 if you’re there instead of here now this is where you can find me.]

[thelondonmen-blog]

A Sheep In Wolf’s Clothing ∫ Wolf Verse

Ryan hummed as he looked out over the campus green, debating where he should spend his little bit of free time between classes. He had two hours before his next course, which was just enough to get in some sketching while the light was still good. He found a spot under a shady tree and sat down, leaning his back against the familiar roughness of bark.

It was a strange thing, being a werewolf on a human campus, having to hide who he was from all of his new friends and co-workers, and really, just about everyone that surrounded him. Everyone back home in Redmill had known, because everyone in Redmill was a wolf too. But Ryan had his heart set on going to Uni in the city, so there he was. The first year was the hardest, but now in his second year, he had settled into it a bit.

He began sketching a delicate pink flower that was swaying in the breeze, when he detected something else on the wind. His brow furrowed and he looked up. Was that... another wolf he smelled?

[stilesavedme-archive-blog]

Love will fuck you up more than drugs ever will

The Weeknd

[ofnotendingwell]

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brokenbutneverdefeated

Isaac whined very audibly when Conor stopped. His face turned bright red and he glanced away. He was mortified that he had said that especially now. “I-I... I’m sorry. I... Shouldn’t have said that...” He mustered a smile when he felt a hand on his cheek. “Brain and mouth weren’t on the same wavelength,” he said lamely. “I just wanted to make you feel good. I’m fine.” Isaac would have scooted away but he was still aching and nor from being sore. He had no idea how something like this could happen and he’s still turned on just by being so close to Conor. 

[damaiiiste]

@brokenbutneverdefeated liked this for a starter

“M’pretty sure I told t’e guy t’fuck off, but t’at never happened. So I just finished m’drink and t’en got hit over t’e head with a bar stool-- Next t’ing I know m’in t’e hospital wit’ a concussion.”

[rhys-cassidy]

[text to Rhys]: I have something you want. I'm hoping two somethings ;)

[text Jack] Oh really? You’ve got my attention, pengting. 

[offoxesandotherstrangeanimals]

closed starter - new boy in town

brokenbutneverdefeated

He’d thought he could get away. Escape. Start new.

From the grief and bad habits, from an empty room and the hollow feeling in his chest. He’d thought moving would make sense. Make him a better person. A new person. 

But it hadn’t.

After two days, he felt as though the city had swallowed him whole.

Nothing was familiar and everything scared him. The noise. The people. The smell and the asphalt under his feet.

It was irrational, Sasha told himself. It was just the same asphalt. The same smell every big city produced. It didn’t make a difference whether he was here or there or somewhere in between. Because what truly irritated him wasn’t the unfamiliar map. It was the hole that was still in his chest.

A hole he’d tried to fill with pills and alcohol, with drugs and cocks and music loud enough that no one would hear him scream. Nothing had helped. And the hole was still there.

So were the symptoms of withdrawal.

Two days, and Sasha was still his old miserable self. Shaking and gnawing at fingernails and scratching his skin raw and red. He needed relief. Even if it meant relapse and defeat and all the other ugly things the voice in his head called it.

He’d gotten a name, scribbled down on the back of a box of matches by some stripper he’d met at the place he’d hung out for a while. A name and a place and. 

Another dark bar in an endless row of dark bars he’d frequented in his life before. Clichéd. Stereotypical. But he was too nervous and wound up to think much about it.

The young man at the counter fit the description. At least from what Sasha could make out in the gloom and the smoke. He was nervous. But he was also desperate.

“Hey.” 

That should’ve sounded more confident. 

“You’re... you’re Jack?”

[stilesavedme-archive-blog]

brokenbutneverdefeated

They should be been more careful. This never should have happened. All of the highs this experience had this was going to wipe it all out. Lydia was not ready to be a mother and it was clear she was not planning this with Jack. In another country, newly pregnant and with a drug dealers baby. That was not going to work and she knew it. 

Lydia had ignored Jack for the past month since finding out. No booty calls answered, no texts, not even answering the door for anyone out of fear Jack sent them. She had a plan though and that was to go home. Most of her things were already packed and ready to leave even if she was not yet. One week and she would be on a plane going home. There was only one thing the she had to do and that was to tell the father, Jack. All she did was send a text without anything else. 

{Text: Jack} Come over. Need to talk asap.

[numinousmuses]

Rules: Spell your URL out in song titles then tag 10 people! & I was tagged by @brokenbutneverdefeated 

No Make Up - Zion T. Unkiss Me - Maroon 5 Moonsea - Phildel I Don’t Know What I Can Save You From - Kings of Convenience  Needle in the Hay - Elliott Smith Ode to Sleep - Twenty One Pilots Unintended - Muse Starálfur - Sigur Rós Missing You - G-Dragon Ft. Kim Yuna Unforgettable - Nat King Cole Shelter - Eisley Everything West of Home/Brooklyn - River City Extension  Sentimentalist - Sondre Lerche 

tagging: @hells-kitchens-monsters @xdirtyboys @lxstmindedlxners @shenaniganindies @sevendeliriums @imaginary-muses @intriguingsociopath and anyone who wants to do it :)