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Either she's dumb or she's playing dumb. Either way he doesn't let it faze him at first. Head tilts, moving his face to the crook of her neck to get a whiff of her skin. He'd brush his beard against the bottom of her jawline, lips softly pressing against her neck.

"Even here." He murmurs. He presses himself into her. It's as if a test to see if she'd allow it or push him off. He's another raider, another one in line to see what she's like. Plus there's this thing about being the alpha male. If you can tame every woman? He may actually take the title of leader. He sure is better fit then the current one.

“i smell different?” ramona squints at jax suspiciously, even as he cradles her close to his body. she brings a strand of her hair up to her nose to sniff — she smells like tangy fruits. “are you saying i stink?” sure, the rest of the commonwealth, especially raiders, all had a particular scent to them if the stench of blood & death can be counted as particular, but despite that, ramona grew up in a vault where cleanliness was often practiced; she hates smelling like the muck she sometimes got coated with when it came to killing. “you’re a silly man, jax.”

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He leans forward. Legs moving forward as one knee touches the ground and the other foot stays put. His hand reaches out to cup her face. Thumb moving along the cheek. He didn't stray his eyes from her, taking in the moment of how she looks, what she may feel. True she said it so easily and how he wishes he could just say it so easily.

"So, does this mean I get to fuck you?" Yeah it was a joke, he's not the most romantic. Still uneasy by it all. He gives her a smile as hands now move to her knees, palms flat as fingers grip and force those knees apart. He rose a brow, grinning. "Or would you wait until everyone goes to sleep?" Still playing on words. No one else is here and they did clear the school. Suppose it's a defense mechanism, to quickly go to playing around after being serious about his emotions.

@brokenreality--x sent "I think.." No. Just come out with it. He chuckles lightly, rubbing the back of his head. This wasn't something he could just blurt out so easily. "I'm falling for you." You could have just said I love you as a friend, but that's not the case. Because honestly, I do love you.

It had taken a few weeks and some grueling hard work, but together they had managed to clear out the old school building and make it into a type of home base while the winter months swept through. Normally, they would have been on the move but neither of them had an end point any longer. The Firefly base was supposed to be where they would go their separate ways, but the fire stole that goal from them. They had made it, she had gotten reunited with Kyle, then a bloater and a fire stole it all from her in a matter of seconds.

She was in a state of shock for a few days, but once that faded, it was replaced with anger and guilt. Angry at him for dragging her out of that building kicking and screaming when she should have died with her brother. Though with some space, that seemed to fade away as well.

"What are you in the mood for tonight?" She questioned, plopping down on their makeshift bed as she scrolled through her music library. Thanks to the generator, listening to music just before bed had become a nighttime routine. "I think.." She raised her brows, a smile evident from her screen's dim glow as she awaited his answer. Though, she didn't know if she was prepared for his response. "...what?" She slowly shifted her gaze to him

She searched his face, waiting for him to laugh or smirk but neither came. There had always been something between them, but she wasn't aware if he felt the same. After all, he had a horrible habit of starting a fight or leaving a snide remark any time the tone got remotely serious between them. That was the main reason she kept her distance; she assumed he felt differently due to his tone and actions.

Her gaze fell back to her screen as a tender smile grew. "Well, you'd be blind if you didn't know I feel the same." She looked back up to him, biting down on her bottom lip to hold back her grin. "So, you coming to bed or not?" She nodded towards the empty space beside her.

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i get into weird vibes.

and thus i send random shit to the two people I HC Jax sleeping with / dating / etc.

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detroit: become human starters! trigger warnings: death, blood, trauma, gun violence

❝ i don’t know what to do anymore. ❞

❝ no matter what i decide, i know there will be blood. ❞

❝ i’m trying to find answers, but everything around me just keeps falling apart. ❞

❝ humans hate us. ❞

❝ what do you really want? ❞

❝ you’re just a fucking machine! ❞

❝ why did you have to wake up when all you had to do was obey? ❞

❝ what do you mean, you want? ❞

❝ what i want is not important. ❞

❝ i want you to leave her alone. ❞

❝ don’t you dare fucking move. ❞

❝ obey! that’s an order. ❞

❝ i can’t do that. ❞

❝ do yourself a favor and stay out of my way. ❞

❝ sometimes i think you have more humanity than most humans. ❞

❝ no, please, i don’t wanna leave you. i can’t. please, i don’t wanna leave you. ❞

❝ you look human. you sound human. but what are you, really? ❞

❝ you don’t feel emotions. you fake them. ❞

❝ i told you not to move! why do you never do what i say?! ❞

❝ i know what i am, and what i am not. ❞

❝ moment of truth. what’re you gonna do? ❞

❝ are you hurt? ❞

❝ i’m okay. ❞

❝ i need her. and she needs me. ❞

❝ why couldn’t we just be happy? ❞

❝ are you afraid to die? ❞

❝ i was scared. ❞

❝ why didn’t you shoot? ❞

❝ i would’ve shot them if i could. ❞

❝ i was just a machine. taking orders. ❞

❝ why are you so determined to kill yourself? ❞

❝ i thought you were dead. ❞

❝ you can’t kill me. i’m not alive. ❞

❝ i wanted to live. ❞

❝ who i was doesn’t really matter anymore. ❞

❝ one day i realized it wasn’t fair. ❞

❝ i’m faster than you and i don’t feel pain. you stand no chance against me. ❞

❝ i’ve learned a lot since i met you. ❞

❝ you said you used to come here a lot before… before what? ❞

❝ i know what i should’ve done, i told you i couldn’t! ❞

❝ maybe you did the right thing. ❞

**light-hearted section!**

❝ hey. bring me a coffee, dipshit. ❞

❝ this is not gonna look good on my expense account… ❞

❝ don’t put any more evidence in your mouth. you got it? ❞

❝ sounds like a good day to stay in bed. ❞

❝ your meal contains 1.4 times the recommended daily intake of calories, and twice the cholesterol level. you shouldn’t eat that. ❞

❝ —sorry about the window. ❞

❝ my humblest apologies, i promise i’ll never shoot you again. ❞

❝ i’m certainly going to miss our bromance. ❞

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ooc.

here we go again.

i was on a hiatus, and now i'm trying to slightly come back. new tags, etc. maybe attempt a fancy icon template (if it allows gifs) who knows how long its gunna last. Just don't keep your hopes up. ._.

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"Mmhm." He nuzzles up close to her, allowing his beard to tickle at her cheek's skin. A hand slowly making its way to her side, her waist. "How is it, that you always smell different from the rest?" The rest of the gang, the rest of the commonwealth? Jax always wanting to have a taste but things always seem to be cut short. Bullets seem to never die down long enough for him to explore her.

Not all Raiders are bad.

@brokenreality--x whispered: "I'm not a weatherman, but you can expect more than a few inches tonight."

“oh hm???” ramona rapidly blinks, an amused grin brightening her features. she has to admit, the comment catches her completely off-guard. “that’s the first time i’ve heard that line — you come up with that all by yourself, handsome?” she chuckles.

unprompted?

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"You ready?" He walks up to the woman in her dress that adorns that soft skin he has yet to touch. Their party wouldn't be anything but. A mere singer going to an after party 'Under the Stars'. As if anyone could see those stars. Being in a city underwater lacks the freedom of looking at that sky or seeing the sunset. Guess you tend to forget about that after taking the offer. "Remember, you gotta chat up my boss. Let him know how thankful you are of the protection, especially when it comes to your boss." Eyes looking over her and a smile tugs at the corner of his lips. "You do look stunning, Miss Evans."

@shctsfired

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That moment you use AI to make cute images and it goes completely wrong.

Ok so I can see them being hella drunk.

Ft: @shctsfired

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THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS

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"How else are you gunna survive when it's my turn? You think I'll live forever? You gotta live on your own and you gotta take this shit from someone to prepare yourself. That right there." He points at her face. "That is what will kill you. Get stronger, and hold it in. No one cares about someone who cries. You can't win being a sad little girl."

Jax having one of his episodes. They'd come once in a while. It was either a smell in the air, a song on the radio or a dream that would haunt him of his former life, his former love. He hated himself, and he hated what came to be. The facts are there. Bailey needs to try harder to survive. It's the only good left that Jax could give her. Ain't nothing else in this world for him.

@uncxntrxllable

@brokenreality--x sent:

{ bailey } "No one cares."

❝ I care! ❞ She says, turning away from him on the chair and shifting her journal aside on the table, anger crossed her features as she delicately dabbed a finger on the page, as if it would fix the little bit of water damage. It was nothing serious, the notebook is fine to continue using, but it ruined the sketch she did of the raccoon they seen last night. ❝ Why are you always so mean? ❞

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❝ Look, I caught dinner! ❞ from bailey who caught a  squirrel

The door swings open letting the cool winter breeze kiss at his cheeks and nose. There's a breath of air, enjoying the freshness it's trying to bring. It only lasts a second as reality sets in that those things are out there ruining the late fall. He folds down the corner of an old teen magazine to look over at the excited little Bailey. He grins closing the book and placing it against the cot. They found solace in an old library. It was once a shelter for the sick, an old firefly camp. A few cots lingering that didn't have dried blood or holes. Felt like a dream compared to sleeping on concrete or rocks. Even if he took all the leaves he could find into piles, it still wasn't better than a bed, or a cot for this matter.

He rises to his feet and joins her. He pats her head knowing she's not too fond of it. Taking the squirrel from her he checks it out for anything that may be hidden behind fur, any scars on the skin that can give signs of infection. "You did great."

It wasn't really a good idea to have a firepit in such a building but he did. Ain't any electricity here to cause the ceiling sprinklers to come on, and they do have a lot of fire fuel thanks to the books. He'd place it on the side, while ripping a few more pages from a book and tossing into the small flames of the campfire. "You up to skinning it, or would you rather I do it?"

@uncxntrxllable

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He should have opened the windows. The stuffy smell was a bit much, causing him to muffle a few coughs. He caught himself from sneezing. It's not as if they are in some forever town that had a twenty foot wall around it. Even that felt a bit too hopeful. He's not even certain he would want to stay behind such bars. Soft thumping as he moves down the stairs and swings around heading towards the kitchen.

"Excellent." It's a dinner for sure. "A year ain't much. Cans can last longer than that." He moves close to her and picks up a can of green beans. "Let's keep that spam for later. Ah, and water works. Hope you don't mind a cold shower." He removes his knife and digs into it, hoping to pop and slurp. There's probably a can opener somewhere but this man doesn't have a brain to think like that.

IT'S ALMOST TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE. Irrationally, it feels like a trap: these days, a safe place to rest her head is truly a luxury, but one as accomadating as this? She's well aware that Jax checked the place before she ever stepped foor in it. That doesn't stop her from keeping her steps light, opening doors with a practiced silence. So when his voice shatters the eerie quiet in the halls, she nearly drops the battered can she's holding, grateful he isn't there to see it.

“Well... if you can call it that,” she yells back, picking up yet another can. “Spam, a couple of cans of green beans more than a year past the use by date... oh! A jar of cranberry sauce?” Well, they'd certainly eaten worse. She gathers up the cans in her arms, setting them on the kitchen counter. “I'll look for the alcohol next.”

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"So, about that dick sucking...I think you and I should go on a little adventure. Get away from peering eyes. Have a little 'dinner for two'." Sex is quick to make him change his mind or his teasing. Especially when she would mention it. It's pathetic really. If friends of his past saw him now, they say he is whipped.

@brokenreality--x whispered: "Don't touch that." Grabs his psycho and stashes it into his backpack. "I don't want your cooties." Teasing.

“i’ve had your whole dick in my mouth & you’re worried about cooties? be for real.” ramona scoffs, rolling her eyes, and folding her arms across her chest. “besides, i don’t want any psycho, i do fine with just my cigarettes, thank you.”

unprompted ask!

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"Running water? Ain't that something." The house is abandoned just like the street. There's a couple of dead things across the street in the dense forest. The house chosen is two stories which, in this case, is good. He can boobytrap the floor if required. Two bedrooms and a guest bathroom. "You find any food?" He yells out, now making his way to the top of the stairs.

There's doubt about hot water but cold water is better than anything. He should find a way to get her to join him. Make the room steamy instead of dead. "Maybe alcohol?"

@draconisa

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"All I'm saying is, keep that Reno guy away from me." Jax had enough of a headache as it is. Even if the Phoenix heard of Shin-ra, he didn't want anything to do with them. The fact that Reno is claiming he'll take his caps away and do his work, that's the issue. "Otherwise I may find a permanent solution for the fucker."

@poeticphoenix

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Something did not feel right. It's too quiet. There's no sign of the moaning dead. There's no sign of birds. Just a chill wind hitting their face. It causes him to stop within the dense forest. He took a breath and then it occurred to him. She's ahead of him, walking into the clearing. She may be pissed off at him, as if that's something new, but he wasn't going to let her walk out there alone. "Harper!" His voice is as if a whisper but loud, tempting to crack and be in full tone. She doesn't budge. He knows he shouldn't have mentioned about her brother and how he deserved to die. The kid was weak. Still, it ate at him that he left out the detail of who killed her brother. Not the fact that it was the raider gang but the fact that he was the one who did the blow. There's a low ticking, his heart beginning to quicken in his chest. He moves quickly towards her grabbing her arm and pulling her back into him. She'd fight and he didn't care. He held her there, as he steps back and forcing her with him. There's an explosion. Pieces of metal and plastic fly with smoke. He'd cover the back of her head with his hand. Anything he could cover of her with his body, he did. The shrapnel hitting his body, hard. It wasn't enough to send them back but it was enough to damage his exposed skin. Glass, broken, stuck in his neck, in his exposed arm. It stung and it felt nice. He felt something but it wasn't enough for him to panic. Did she push him away? He didn't take notice other than they were no longer touching. "It's a damn mine field. We're not going to get to the next settlement this way. We'll have to detour.. the problem with that is.. I'm not sure how far this shit goes."

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