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saphyelroy:
▓ ✯~ OPEN ~✯ ▓
She sits, blonde hair curled into a perfect web of bouncing tendrils. Far too much time had been spent on perfecting the makeup of which sat on sunkissed skin, but placed together- the outfit gave Saphira a sort of inescapable radiance beneath the bars soft lighting.
And across the way, she gazed- eyes focusing on one particular person. A candidate for preying, she yearned to be risky. Perhaps the alcohol that had entered her blood stream was making her particularly frisky.
Delicate fingertips traced a glass top, with a bite of her rosed lips. She beckoned the other closer.
“ Have we met before, you look... familiar. ”
“ and I wouldn’t forget a face like yours. ”
jaime hadn't noticed the blonde's summons at first. she had been too tied up with an email on her phone; concentration split between downing her beer in a bid to ignore it and wanting to type out a very frustrated long winded reply. thankfully, however, the movement eventually caught her attention and she lifted her head, almost dumbly pointing to herself as if silently asking if she was the one the other was indication. finally locking her phone, the officer slipped it into her back pocket as she moved around the bar to talk to her.
“honestly?” she replied. “i have no idea. i’m terrible at remembering things, especially with this -” she wiggled her beer bottle at the other, “involved. -- i’m jaime.”
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jctt:
“Probably even more than three, but I guess I don’t listen to you all that much, now, do I?” God, why did she have to be such a little shit almost all the time? Frankly, Jett had no idea, but anything she was currently saying was meant to be interpreted as a some kind of joke, so nothing should go wrong, right? At least she hoped so. “That is exactly why I keep telling you that you should AT LEAST TRY yerba for some time, to see if your system is going to feel much better than it would after copious amounts of coffee you dump in it,” she reasoned, picking up the cue stick, herself. A trademark challenging smirk lit up her features as she leaned in a little bit closer to the table, “— loser buys another round, eh?”
“no, you don’t,” jaime commented as she took another long sip from her current beer. “i don’t even know what yerba is, and by the sounds of it it doesn’t exactly sound appealing. i think i’ll just stick to my apparently unhealthy amounts of coffee for now.” she placed her bottle down on the edge of the able and leaned against the pool cue as she waited for the other to break the triangle. “as always. i’m down for that -- wipe that smirk off your face, though. i’m bound to win eventually. statistically speaking, it’s obvious.”
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lookitsisabellemorgan:
She giggled. “Not so much.” She leaned down and carefully considered how to line up before doing so and taking her shot. The blue ball went in. “That makes me solids.”
jaime watched as the blonde sunk a ball into one of the sockets and she made a face. “good shot, i suppose i should thank my past self for grabbing some extra cash before she left the apartment.” she wasn’t the best pool player to ever grace the game, but it was fun regardless. “that’s fine, i like stripes. yeah, i’m going to use that as an excuse as to why i didn’t pot anything.”
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jctt:
“I would’ve been surprised if I didn’t hear that story at least THREE times this month, you know? And again – this entire thing would be worrisome if it wasn’t you telling me that, really,” Jett teased, right after walking closer to the table, resting against it. “— sure. But know that I will still DESTROY your sorry ass, man.”
“i’ve told it three times already? i don’t recall that. at all,” jaime’s nose scrunched up as she tried to remember the times that the story had fallen from her lips. nothing. completely blank. “i guess there’s benefits to having a system made up of ninety-three percent caffeine.” the officer rounded the table and took a sip from her beer before grabbing one of the cues. “oh, please. i’m better at this game now. -- you can break.”
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lookitsisabellemorgan:
She took it and nodded. “Sounds perfect. You want to break?”
“perfect,” jai grinned in return before bowing over the table. she took a moment to line up her shot then pushed the cue forward, the white ball promptly hitting the group of balls at the other end. “my shot on the other hand? not so perfect.”
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lookitsisabellemorgan:
“Coffee equals productivity. Your boss should love it!” She thought about it then said, “Either one. You pick.”
“i’ll use that excuse the next time the topic comes up,” jaime grabbed two cues and held one out to the blonde. “how about this? the loser buys the next round?”
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lookitsisabellamorgan:
“I have a caffeine addiction too. There should be CA,” Isabella said, laughing. “Yes. Want to make it interesting? Raise the stakes?”
“i don’t really see the problem in it, to be honest. not only is it tasty and warm, but it also helps me wake up and my boss really should appreciate that,” jaime reasoned. “-- raise the stakes, huh? what are we talking? money or drinks or something else?”
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sadiesorensen:
‘’If we’re confessing secrets here, I maaaaay have a secret stash of about hundreds of pixie sticks hidden underneath my desk at the library, so if you’ve got a problem… I may have too, but I’d like to pretend we don’t. There’s gotta be something we live for, am I right?’’ The blonde told the other honestly, the happiness in her eyes shifting for a somewhat more innocent look. ‘’I’ve never… played pool.’’
“pixie sticks, huh? do i even want to know why you have a stash of those? you’re not planning on putting yourself in a sugar coma, are you? all the fun lies in the pretense... or so i’ve heard.” jaime chuckled at the woman and finalised the arrangement of the pool balls before removing the triangle. “what? never? it’s not that hard of a game -- don’t let the fact that i’ve never won a game tell you any different. do you want to go first?” she held out the cue to the blonde. “basically, you’re just trying to aim the white ball at one of the colours to put them in one of the six holes.”
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“i got coffee on the way to get coffee this morning and, according to my boss, that apparently means i have a problem,” jaime spoke as she gathered the balls from the pocket below to start a new game of pool. “best of three?”
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hey guys, i’m chelsea! i figured i'd do a lil intro for my girlie before posting a starter so if you'd like to plot like this or hmu and i'll throw myself into your ims!
↳ living in everwood you’ll find JAIME DELUCA they look a lot like FLORIANA LIMA but that doesn’t mean much here. this 29 year old is a POLICE OFFICER and has lived here for 13 years. their preferred pronouns are SHE and when romantic they identify as HOMOSEXUAL. they’re DEPENDABLE & SINCERE on good days but SELF-DEPRECATING & EXPLOSIVE on their bad days.
originally from italy, lived there till she was 15 - parents moved them to california in a bid to distance their daughter from 'bad influences', fully believing that her sexuality was a product of misdemeanour behaviour and not something that intrinsically defined the girl
distanced herself from her mother as she grew older and eventually moved out when she had graduated subsequently joined the police academy
was in the top percentile of her class and was told that she had the potential to be a great detective one day, but for now she's more than happy where she is
for someone who’s life is constantly changing, she absolutely despises change and will try her best to avoid it
mom friend™
dog connoisseur and obsessor - has two so far
by the books cop
lactose intolerant but all day every day pizza lover
can get crazy angry when frustrated or annoyed - inherited that from her dad’s side
potential plots:
bff: someone who is in jai’s corner no matter what the weather, and she’d be the same for them; basically each other’s cornerstones
ex (female): jai has a habit of self destructing and would’ve believed that she wasn’t good enough for this relationship and would’ve found fault in everything that she did as a way to prove to the woman that she wasn’t worth her time, it would’ve ultimately ended the relationship
ex (male): she’s been living there for 13 years and would’ve made an effort to bend to her mother’s whims about her being straight and during this time she would’ve had a boyfriend (she would’ve been about 17/18 at this point), they obviously broke up when jai gave up on trying to be the daughter her mother wanted and came out properly - whether they’re on good terms or not can be plotted!
coffee buddies: basically someone who encourages and fuels jai’s coffee addiction, they would have set days for coffee shop visits and stuff
i would come up with more but my brain is fried from watching bring it on, but i’m definitely open to a whole lot more!
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Text II Jaime
Reggie: okay so i need advice okay?
Reggie: do i come out to my parents now, risking getting kicked out? or do i just wait until i graduate?
Reggie: its got me so anxious.
Jaime: talking as someone who was outed at fifteen, all i can say is that you should make sure you do it on your own terms
Jaime: don't let anyone take this moment from you - it's your story
Jaime: and if you need a place to crash let me know
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Texting || Keeghan & Jaime
Keeghan: Yo, you gave me your number last night but we were both pretty wasted.
Keeghan: I am a total asshole, but I kind of forgot your name. I put you in as "coolest chick ever"
Jaime: don't worry about it, it's not like it was an important name to remember
Jaime: but it's jaime, though i'll gladly keep that title
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drdeirdre:
“Yes, my car has a flat. No no, I’m alright. I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle this… It’s not like I have a session in twenty minutes. – I mean, how hard can replacing a tire really be?”

“i was just going to ask if you needed a hand, but if that’s apparently too much then i guess i’ll just leave you be. and i wouldn’t exactly know, the last time i had a flat my uncle fixed it.”
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itscartermartinez:
“Have you ever just found yourself wanting to wear a suit when you’e younger and now that you do it every single day, you get sick of it? Especially when it’s this beautiful out?” He asked the person next to him as he held his iced tea in his hand.
“--- honestly? yeah, actually,“ jaime looked up from the newspaper she had been holding and glanced at the male. “not so much these days, but the whole wanting to wear a suit thing. my mom never let me, though,” she shrugged. “jokes on her, i guess.”
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I’m a very private person. You don’t ask, I don’t tell.
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