i miss rping tbh .. . .
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i miss u guys <3
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Bloom Later // Jesse Rutherford
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𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 , you’re sitting down next to beau , twirling your fork in your pasta . the kitchen is small , borderline cramped , where having anymore than three people standing up would make it feel claustrophobic . but it’s the most comfortable place you’ve ever been in . a quick glance towards the left shows the living area , scattered with toys , a small , cozy striped chair in front of a small television right in the centre , beside the front door . you’ve spent many a night sleeping in that chair , waking up early in the mornings to find a blanket you hadn’t fallen asleep with draped around your shoulders at some point . that was before dustin had bought a small blow up mattress and rearranged his room , so you slept there more often than not . a smile creeps onto thin lips ; this is the only home you’ve known since your mother died .
❛ i , uh , managed to get him to skip only one class today , so that’s a plus . ❜ you very carefully avoided the fact that dustin took off right after school with gordon , talking about some sort of work he had to do ; you decided not to ask . another bite of food , and you’re finally glancing back at your family the others . ❛ we did go in early , fill up little cups with water , and placed them all over the stairs , though . flooded the entire b wing ! angela . . . wasn’t amused . ❜
fuchsia lips blossom into a pretty smile , , , she should probably be angry , upset at her son for causing trouble and his friend for playing along , but brandi was never very good at being angry . to be honest , it just reminds her of the things skip used to do at dustin’s age---- he was , after all , the spitting image of his father , both in appearance and boyish personality . it brings brandi a sort of comfort , like her husband still lived within their children . it was nice to know he wasn’t completely gone , even though she misses having him around to tell dustin what to do when he acts up . whenever she does , it falls on deaf ears .
‘ i would think so . angela’s a good girl , you know ? i’m glad dustin has someone like her around . ‘ eyes soften as she studies JD’s features . . . he’d become one of her boys , too , in a way . she feels happy--- relieved , almost--- when he’s around . ‘ you , too . you’re a good friend to him , JD . you’re a good friend to me , too . sometimes , it feels like you’re one of my own . ‘ she offers him a warm smile before finishing her plate of food . by this time , her newborn had finished breastfeeding as well , and was already fast asleep . she liked that about babies--- they did a lot of sleeping . she missed being able to sleep that much . ‘ could you clean up beau and put him to bed while i put skip jr . in his crib , please ? once they’re both asleep we can watch some reality tv . ‘ a single mother’s favorite .
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Megan Fox Shopping in Brentwood
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𝙄𝙏 ’𝙎 𝘼 𝙎𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏 , sure , but not the strangest , and not something you’d be opposed to help out with . you follow her description until you find the guy ( target acquired , memorized and locked ) , and pay close attention to her plea - the main thing that jumps out at you is a great concern , a genuine care in her tone . if you let yourself think about it any longer , you’d find yourself aching for your own mother to go out of her way like this for you .
❛❛ for sure , ❜❜ you reply instead ; turning back to her ( clearly overworked , poor mom ) . ❛❛ y’know , you’ve come to the right person - i know everyone around here , i’ll be able to keep him from causing too much trouble . i’m veronica , by the way - veronica sawyer . ❜❜ you would extend your hand to shake hers , but what with the toddler and all , you won’t stress her out with it .
she’s relieved to find that veronica actually agrees . she honestly expected her to refuse----- not because veronica looked impolite or reluctant , she actually appeared to be quite friendly and helpful , but simply because they were strangers and most teenagers would find the task extremely tedious , but maybe that was just brandi’s teenager . dustin never wanted to do anything for brandi ( or himself , really , ) without ifs and buts . ‘ really ? ‘ brandi questions , more to herself than to veronica , purely out of disbelief . she doesn’t really expect her to confirm , though--- after all , she very clearly agreed . her candy smile blossoms , revealing pearly whites hidden underneath fuchsia lipstick . ‘ you’ve made my day , veronica sawyer . possibly my whole week . ‘ and so she shakes her hand , careful to keep brandi’s other palm secure on her toddler . she’d gotten good at the craft of carrying a child on her hips .
‘ i’m brandi broke . we just moved down by the trailer park . i figured it’d be a fresh start for the kids , and a change of pace for me and the baby . ‘ she means the one that’s caused her belly to be about the size of a bowling ball . ‘ i don’t know how i’d repay you . . . maybe you’d like to come by for dinner sometime ? or i’ll bring you a packed lunch . what’s your favorite food in the whole wide world, veronica ? i’ll make it for you , free of charge , for keepin’ your eye on my boy . ‘
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Cerberus shook his head amused that she wouldn’t even cuss in front of him. The kids were nowhere in sight and he had dropped more than a few bombs around her eldest at the shop. He fumbled with his keys a second before finally getting the door open. Cerberus moved just inside the door to place his bag down before turning to see Brandi grabbing all the groceries not that he bought a lot but still. “hanks darlin’. I need ta get my medication out of one of the bags, just toss them on the table.” His place was small just a flat big enough for him to be in. Not exactly the tidiest of places either, he still needed to clean but being in the hospital for a couple days dampened wash day.
brandi wasn’t one to judge other people’s homes----- she lived in a trailer home in a trailer park , after all . cerberus’ flat was , to her , as nice and as lush as any other home she’d been in , perhaps even nicer . she places the bags of groceries on the table , & just as she said , begins organizing them and putting them away , despite never being asked to ( it’s not like he said not to , either , but she’d stop if she was instructed to . ) . it was like a motherly reflex for brandi to immediately start housekeeping , even if it wasn’t her house . she chalks it up to all her years as a housewife . . . it was second nature at this point . in the midst of putting away groceries , she speaks to him--- ‘ you know , berry , i could clean up for you if you want . i promise it’s not an inconvenience or nothin’ . . . it’s kinda therapeutic for me , honestly . plus , i think it’d be good for you to rest . the more you rest , the sooner you’ll get better . let me help you out . ‘
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TIME FLIES, that’s exactly what he thinking when they run into one another, CHRIST how long had it been , is it terrible that he no longer checks ? He’s been out of PRISON for one month, or was it two ? FUCK he can’t remember. Yet, it HAS to be l o n g e r than his initial guess. She had gone and had her baby, a beautiful baby at THAT. He smiles reserved in nature [ PRISON HADN’T BEEN KIND ]. ‘ He’s beautiful … ’ head canting to the side as he OBSERVES the sleeping baby, and he thinks of ABEL. ‘ He’s got your hair THAT’S for sure ’ words light as he TRIES to remember what it’s like to be somewhat social. ‘ He got a name ? ’ voice drops as he continues conversation. He thinks back to that time he had bought her pizza, and he for the life of himself CAN’T REMEMBER HER NAME. Jackson struggling with that as he STALLS for time.
‘ That pizza was fucking delicious if I remember right ’ CRASS wording slips in as he then gives her a sheepish smile, as if APOLOGIZING for language that a baby couldn’t possibly understand. ‘ It’s Jackson … ’ GIVING her his name so he feels more comfortable asking for HERS. ‘ For the life of me I can’t remember yours .. . don’t take it too hard I’ve been AWAY for a bit some shit I just FORGOT ’
pink petals spill soft laughter----- to be honest , she forgot his name too . it was funny , to be honest , because she remembered most of the things they’d spoken about--- family , loss , heartbreak , yet she didn’t remember his name . it added to his charming mystery , because if she hadn’t of seen him now , she’d continue to think he was some sort of beautiful , therapeutic dream , like her own guardian angel . she’s actually relieved he wasn’t just some figment of her imagination . . . that meant the pizza was real , too . ‘ don’t worry about it , we’re in the same boat . brandi . this is my baby skip jr . ‘ she spares the detail of him being named after her late husband---- she recalled telling jackson that tale before , and it’s not that she expected him to remember , but more that she just didn’t want to tell it again . the story hurt more the more often she told it , instead of the other way around .
‘ is it weird i was hoping i’d see you again ? i guess i started to feel like you weren’t real , like good people like that weren’t real . . . i mean , who takes time out of their day to get a pregnant lady a pizza ? ‘ she feels a little embarrassed to admit she’d hoped they’d cross paths again ( figures it’s a weird thing to confess to someone you hardly know , ) be it in reality or a dream , so she pushes back strands of dark black behind her ear in an attempt to soothe her own awkward anxiety . ‘ and you’re right , it was ‘effin delicious . ‘ she , of course , doesn’t swear--- the only time brandi cursed was in the delivery room . she thinks it’s safe to assume every woman does . ‘ where’d you go ? ‘ she pictures something much more romantic than the actual truth , like a trip to mexico , france or italy , that she doesn’t even consider it was inappropriate to ask such a question .
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ASK / send 🌹 to give my muse roses .
she should be happy--- and she is , the sight of crimson red roses bringing about a fuchsia lip gloss’d smile , yet beneath her happiness is an indescribable sadness---- the realization that , although JD would give her flowers , her own son never has . she knows it’s wrong to compare the two , as comparison is the thief of happiness ( so they say , ) but she can’t help it . it was hard not to when these realizations hit her so painfully hard and stood right in front of her . still , she doesn’t mean to ruin the moment or seem unappreciative , so she’s glad she manages to hide her sadness . . . after all , she’s gotten pretty good at that ( but maybe he sees it in the way her gray-blues turn . )
‘ thank you so much , JD . ‘ when she speaks , her voice nearly croaks , although it could be confused for overwhelming happiness instead of what it really was . ‘ that was very thoughtful of you . i better go put them in a vase before they dry out . ‘ / @shotblanks
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