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❝ It’s no problem. ❞ But how would she actually know if it was? It’s not like she knows where he lives. Honestly though? Anything sounds better than going home right now. Home is where temptation lives, where the blandness of every day life makes her want to drown her boredom in smack. She picks up her keys, twirling them between her fingers, a nervous habit that goes unnoticed. ❝ Mind if we stop for a drink? Or are you too wasted for more? ❞

She wasn’t wrong about that. It was certainly a big commitment – one he was willing and ready to make. But he could understand how his current state, and lack of sobriety could convince her otherwise. It wasn’t a bad idea to wait until he was sober, after all. ❝ You sure you really wanna give me a ride? Please, don’t feel obligated, I promise I can find my way home. ❞

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It’s not entirely his fault that the “closed” sign was missed- its made of cheap paper, with the edges curled until the meaning is distorted. She gives him the benefit of the doubt, realizing that he might not be quite as drunk as she’d estimated. It’s habit, really, to automatically assume that customers who have drunk are bound to be assholes. Like that dude who slapped her ass the week before, now he had been wasted. ❝ —Hey, my car is right on the curb. I can drive you home, and then maybe you can come back tomorrow and get that tattoo. It’s kind of a big commitment to make, isn’t it? ❞

Technically, he’s not drunk enough to stumble ( not that he didn’t appreciate a little bit of aid, though ). It was most likely a mixture of the alcohol and exhaustion that gave him such an appearance. ❝ —- You’re closed? ❞ Well, now he was just embarrassed – usually he had an expert eye for detail ( blame it on the alcohol ).  ❝ Uh – sorry, guess I should do a better job reading next time. We? No – I think I can do it. ❞

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Send me a symbol and i'll write a starter

Or send me “Alternate” and i’ll generate a number

☢ Zombie Apocalypse AU

♔ Royalty AU

♥ Arranged Marriage AU

✍ Highschool AU

☎ Roommates AU

☠ Hospital AU

♨ Cafe AU

❀ Flower Shop AU

♠ Vampires AU

♦ Werewolves AU

♢ Werecats AU

๑ Mermaids AU

☼ Models AU

☾ Actors AU

★ Olympic AU

♬ Musicians AU

✄ Androids AU

ღ First Date AU

◔ Superhero AU

◕ Supervillain 

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Like this for a smutty starter because Jane is in the mood whoops.

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❝  –There’s that. And the point that we’re closed. ❞ A slender digit points to the plain sign hanging loosely from the window. Jane’s fault- she’d forgotten to lock the damn door, and now the drunkards are swarming in like a posse of bees. The guy is stumbling erratically, and she can almost taste the liquor on his breath. Before he can loose his footing, Jane places her palms on his shoulders, steading him as best as her slight frame will allow. ❝  –Whoa there. I think we need to get you home, yeah? ❞

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❝ — Look, I’m not that drunk, ❞ oh, but the slight slurring of his words was telling a different story, and he knew it. He could hear it as it left his lips, but he could’t fix it before he spoke. ❝ Okay, I’ve had … uh. A drink, or two. That’s it. You really gonna turn me away ‘cause of that? It’s a small tattoo, probably won’t take you that long. ❞

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wearealldriftingaway:

    Jaw tightened a bit as he stared at the cigarette between her finger before back at her gaze. As much as he would have allowed it, the owner was in his office in the back and knew he could be out any minute. “ Perhaps you can tell the owner who is out back that. I can go grab him for ya. ”

                 Another spitefully long drag of her cigarette. Jane might look like trouble, but she complies with the threat, stubbing out the burning stick and releasing one last huff from her lungs. ❝  –You always such a hard-ass? ❞ There’s a hint of amusement in her tone, faint but still existent. The deceased cigarette hangs loosely from between her digits. It’s normal, to obsess over one addiction after another has been kicked. Smoking is that for her. 

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FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES

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SEND ME A SENTENCE FOR MY MUSE'S REACTION.

“I saw your browser history.”

“Do you even know what you’re doing?”

“We’ve already tried this.”

“You don’t even know what you’re doing.”

“Beyonce isn’t that great.”

“How many times do I have to tell you?”

“You have five seconds…”

“I don’t even know who you are.”

“Didn’t your parents ever tell you that?”

“Is this where you live?”

“… Why are your hands down your pants?”

“Is that a lobster?”

“You’re late on child support.”

“You never go ass to mouth.”

“One ring to rule them all…”

“He doesn’t even go here!”

“Did you just take that?”

“Is that a unicorn?”

“You’re a muggle.”

“It’s your turn to do the dishes.”

“Were you going through my computer?!”

“Are you pregnant?”

“You need to be honest with yourself, no one likes Nickelback.”

“Shut up.”

“I know you’re having an affair.”

“They’re dead.”

“Voldemort isn’t dead.”

“Let me see your phone.”

“I can’t believe it’s over.”

“How high are you right now?”

“I was with someone.”

“It’s not necessary to replace you, you’re not missed.”

“Why do you think we never worked out?”

“What went wrong?”

“You’re the most ridiculous person I know.”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m having an affair.”

“Too little too late.”

“Snoop Dog just came into the diner.”

“You said we could get a puppy.”

“I need to move out.”

“You ordered a moon bounce?”

“Don’t you want me?”

“Meeting your mother changed my life.”

“Janitor’s closet NOW.”

“Is that for sale?”

“Do you want to get a drink sometime?”

“Your resilience is comparable to that of a cockroach.”

“He has a knife!”

“I was on an episode of Cops once.”

“Are you a hoarder?”

“We’re alone out here, you know?”

“I killed her.”

“I need to go.”

“Why did you invite me to your wedding?”

“You always do this!”

“You’re the master of excuses.”

“Did you hire a stripper?”

“I just got out of jail.”

“It was you all along?”

“I know you don’t want to be with me anymore.”

“Were you ever happy?”

“You’ve been in that same exact spot since 9 this morning.”

“There’s plenty of fish in the sea.”

“This is it.”

“I can’t believe it’s you.”

“We’re getting evicted.”

“I know who you are.”

“I wrote you a letter… Every single day.”

“They’re going to kill me.”

“You had sex with a serial killer.”

“Are you drunk?”

“I didn’t love you anyways.”

“That was the worst day ever.”

“That was the best day ever.”

“Is this your first date?”

“I’ve never been kissed before.”

“You’re famous!”

“I can’t see you anymore.”

“What’re you here for?”

“It’s always been you.”

“If this were a movie…”

“Are you high?”

“Stick a sock in it.”

“You’re better off without me.’

“I’m better off without you.”

“You’re like a freaking Taylor Swift song.”

“What do you want?”

“Fuck it.”

“That’s the worst advice I’ve ever heard.”

“Who ARE you anymore?”

“Can I get a refill?”

“Well you don’t see that everyday.”

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you open yourself up and go with the flow, wherever the universe takes you. 

indie jane margolis / breaking bad / written by taylor.

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            Here’s a plot twist for you: Jane Margolis, the sponsor. She never wanted the title, and the responsibility scared the fuck out of her. Her own sobriety seems to permanently hang by a tiny thread that could be broken by a faint wind. Still. There’s something about Gabriel that convinced her to give it a shot. Maybe it’s because she has a feeling he could get his junkie hands on some excellent smack, or maybe she saw herself reflected in him. But most likely it’s because her father trusted her even more now, all proud and excited that his little girl is finally doing a good deed. 

            Gabriel had rung up her cell when she was in the shower, and the guilt from missing the call was eating her up inside. So here she is, black jacket swung over her shoulders, and knocking on his door. “Gabriel?” 

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              She doesn’t want to die. You see, it’s never been about that. She’s flirted with death, made love to it, held its cool fingers in her palms. But never has she wanted to embrace it. It’s just an unfortunate side-effect to the lifestyle that she’s chosen since the tender age of sixteen. Jane’s too fucking out of it to know she’s overdosing, of course. Yet, on some plane of consciousness, she can feel life slipping from her slender digits, swifter than fickle sand. Mere moments stand between her being a human and her being a corpse.

              No response. Just more shakes, more trembles as this world and the next battles for her.

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“FUCK! No, no, no, you don’t, Janey!” Damn it all— leave it to Jane to overdose when Harley’s out. Clearly she needed to get better at hiding her stash. “Hey–, c’mon, you stay with me,  yeah? You’re not dying on me. We’re only halfway through our binge marathon of Law and Order SVU!” 

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“To me, that’s about making that feeling last.”

Breaking Bad (2008–2013) dir. Vince Gilligan

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jesse:

       ❝ …why would i need to do that?.. ❞ jesse’s voice drags lightly; he doesn’t get it. 

       he’s known her for a while now and yeah, the dad thing was a little weird but he just figured maybe she wasn’t ready to introduce him yet. (it took a little denial, but he convinced himself that she just wasn’t ready yet… not she was embarrassed by him. she just wasn’t ready.) 

        ❝ what if i don’t wanna keep my options open? what if i wanna keep what i have?                        what if i love what i have? then what? ❞ 

           love. a cringe threatens to manifest on pixie features, to betray the cool composure jane’s trying to maintain throughout this whole conversation. jesus, did he have to throw that word in her face? she tries to tell herself it’s just an unfortunate piece of his vocabulary, as meaningless as any of his other trademark musings, but the warmth in his eyes conveys a much more serious tale. 

            he’s made the grave mistake of falling in love with her, and jane is too goddamn selfish to really stop him. so she kisses him instead, crimson lips swallowing his mouth, urgent and needy. anything to keep him from realizing that she’s miles and miles away from feeling the same way about him. she’s just not ready for love.

                       ❝ let’s just drop it, okay? forget i said anything. it doesn’t matter. ❞

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             The offensive cigarette is cradled preciously between two slender fingers, smoke waved this way and that, as though it were a wand rather than a cancer stick. ❝  –Well. I won’t tell if you won’t. ❞

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Please reblog if you are okay with random starters, pre-established relationships and responses to ask memes. I need some new people to bug with starters & what nots. 

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Like this for a smutty starter because Jane is in the mood whoops.