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As Jackklen’s backstory tells, her mother died shortly after giving birth to the young pirate. On the other hand, her father was practically AWOL. She has never met her father, and probably never will. Though if they were to ever meet, the resemblance is uncanny- she definitely got her looks from her mother. The personalities however, they’re basically twins. 

While she grew up, the brunette had visions or saw apparitions of a man who she felt a strong connection with. He wouldn’t say anything when the girl saw him, he would just watch her play, sing, and/or dance and pat her on the head on the nights she felt down. Most nights he’d be there until she fell asleep, other nights he wouldn’t come at all. 

Nowadays, Jackkie doesn’t see the man anymore. She hasn’t seen him since the stormy night that killed the crew and captain, the people who raised her, of Neamhai. As she grew up, the memories of the vision became fuzzier and fuzzier until the point came that she decided to forget about the man. 

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Slips out new starter call as I work on a post about Jackkie’s childhood

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"So... what is the pirate life like and why is it for you?" i am so sorry—

A brow perked at the question, followed up by a smirk and the girl’s body to heavily rest against a nearby wall. Jackklen’s life had been nothing but pirate shenanigans aside from the time attending schools. But she wasn’t about to complain, being a pirate was fit for her- she had tried other things but between being a huntress and being a pirate, she’d have to pick the scalawag life. 

“’ts all I know.”

She started simply, shrugging her shoulders and tilting her head back.

“T’e pirate life ‘s one of bein’ on y’er toes ‘nd not knowin’ if t’morrow exists. Much like bein’uh hunter ‘er huntress, but not looked upon as highly. “

Jackkie stated, the last part a bit under her breath. Her head rolled to the side so she could look at the red head.

“‘ts a thrill though- grabbin’ a few people and raidin’ some high privileged airship, only takin’ what we need ‘nd a few gifts for the ones who stayed behind.”

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She was brave and strong and broken all at once.

Anna Funder, Stasiland (via museputa)

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Lays down starter call I miss my pirate bb pls poke at her

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scarlattxstrega:

     She’d done it.  Blaire felt the powers of the Summer Maiden  coursing through her body.  She’d used it just the way Salem wished  her to, testing it on any unlucky soul who crossed her “beloved goddess.”   Now that she had the power she spent her life trying to achieve…Blaire  felt hollow.  She’d managed to secure a leave of absence with Salem to  be left to her own devices.  

     As she walked through the forest, she came across a camp site.  In the fire light, she saw a face, one she’d seen carried on the person of one of  her victims, one of four victims she’d easily dispatched with little to no effort.   What was that?  A tug in her chest?  

     She was quickly taken out of her mental trance when the woman spoke  up.  She’d been caught, but rather than attack, Blaire stepped forth from the  brush.  “That’s not part of my plan.  I’m just passing through…mind if I rest  by your fire for a few minutes?  I’ve been walking for a long time, my feet and ankles could use the rest.”

She nearly jumped out of her skin at the response- with the sound of the voice she last heard before Julia knocked her unconscious, along with the woman stepping out to where Jackkie could see her. The frozen girl still didn’t move to attack, her eyes glaring at the other’s as she took in the words. From being petrified, the brunette suddenly felt she was being suffocated. It took everything to keep an emotionless face- she wanted to yell, to shoot her pistol, to chuck her sword, anything to get the woman away from her.

“..Makes two of us.”

Jackklen muttered, stiffly nodding at a spot beside the fire. Why was she allowing this killer to sit with her? She didn’t understand her reasoning, but she had nothing else to lose.

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Lays down starter call I miss my pirate bb pls poke at her

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Jackkie had a content smile on her face as she stepped out of the small bakery. She had caught wind of the establishment and the fact they sold cream puffs, so she dropped everything she was doing to make her way downtown to pick some up. Unfortunately she was in the middle of a lesson- Glynda will not be happy about that, least to say.

With a pastry at her lips, her eyes caught something suspicious nearby. A girl, who looked around her age, and another person were making their way down an alley, and with the amount of looking around they were doing- Jackkie’s curiosity got the best of her, so she stuffed the puff in her mouth and casually followed the two. Though she kept her distance, not wanting to get in any trouble. As she followed, she noticed that one of the buildings that made the alleyway had a ladder to the roof. Of course, the girl being as eccentric as she is, she climbed the ladder and walked along the roof- watching the two people with a child-like curiosity. 

Sitting down, she let her feet dangle over the edge of the building and her hands to take the small box of treats out. The conversation seemed to take awhile, which caused the young pirate to to grow bored and to quickly run out of cream puffs. She sat there with her chin in her palm, just about to get up when the girl handed over a package and the other person forked over a wad of cash. Her brows rose, growing more interested- until the person opened the package and inspected the contents, which she could tell was simple drugs.

Soon the payer left, leaving the girl in the alley and Jackklen to inevitably start a conversation. Standing, she tossed the empty box down and it bounced off the girl’s hat.

“C’mon, if y’er gonna leave y’erself so open- at least give people some entertainment.”

She grumbled, crossing her arms and standing rather close to the edge of the building.

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A boot scuffed over a piece of burning wood, moving it to keep from falling. She had separated herself from all civilization and made camp wherever she stopped to rest. Her dark hues stared at the fire, thoughts slugging through her mind like they were walking through cement. They were fine after the fall of Beacon, they had each other after all. 

It was peachy until they stumbled across a mission where they had to hold back this devil of a woman. She took everything from Jackklen, leaving her only the memories of the lives that were taken. The lives of the women she loved. Now the brunette was on her own- not sure what to do with her life or who to go to. So she sat there at her little camp site, keeping warm by the fire and sulking in utter depression. 

Her head tilted back against the fallen tree she was resting on, eyes looking at the stars before they closed. She listened to the nature around her, hoping it would calm her down enough to get at least five minutes of sleep. But she found the exact opposite than serenity; she felt more tense, more anxious, and more like someone was watching her. Opening her eyes, she made no move to get one of her weapons- instead she regained her focus on the fire.

“..If ye’ were gonna kill me, ye’ would ‘ave done it already. Wha’ do ye’ want?”

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Lays down starter call I miss my pirate bb pls poke at her

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Life's pretty good, and why wouldn't it be? I'm a pirate, after all.

written by mack

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Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip

Potential TW warning

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ofholywaters:

     Their close proximity warmed the woman’s  heart, a light hum resonating in her chest as she  was kissed on the cheek.  She loved this girl so  much, she could barely stand herself.

     “A’ight babe.”  She still didn’t release Jackkie.

She didn’t fight off Julia, instead she swayed a bit in her arms as she spoke once more.

“Anythin’ interestin’ ‘appen out t’ere t’nigh’? I was pretty busy over here. ‘parently people wanted t’get shit faced.”

A snort left the woman as she finished another glass and started on the last one. Business had been constant at the bar- not giving Jackkie two minutes to herself or her girlfriend’s whereabouts. Saturday nights always stretched the girl’s thin, taking every member of the NYTE Club staff to operate everything and keep things under control. 

“Anyone give ye’ trouble?”

There was a smirk on the brunette’s face, given that she knew her lover wouldn’t allow someone to even try causing issues at the establishment. 

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     “Babe, ya wanna watch a movie or  somethin’?” she asked, draping her arms  around Jackkie’s shoulders from behind.   Her hair remained in the remnants of her  ponytail, just barely clinging to the shape.   “Jus’ you ‘n me?”

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The woman jumped a little as she was touched, too zoned in on wiping drinking glasses and unaware of her surroundings. It had been a busy night at the club, and with Julia and Jackkie’s messed up sleeping schedule it felt like it was the middle of the day- even if it was nearly three in the morning. Once Jackkie realized who was hugging onto her, she leaned back into the hold and rested her head against Julia’s.

“Sounds good t’me, once I get these last few glasses done.”

Turning her head, she pressed a kiss to her girlfriend’s cheek before starting at another glass.

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nyte-light:

     As the two laid down on the bed, Julia  adjusted to their intertwined state.  One hand  rested on Jackkie’s hip while the other traced  gentle circles on her cheek with her thumb.  She  looked deep into the eyes of the woman she  loved and yawned.  “Nuthin’.  Just tired, ‘s all.   Late night bartendin’ is tough, ya know?  But  I love it.  Makes me happy, even though it  wears me out.”

“Mhm..”

She hummed, satisfied with Julia’s answer for now. 

“Ye’.. I like makin’ t’e drinks.. ‘nd drinkin’ ‘em.”

Jackkie snickered a little, nudging her nose against her girlfriend’s gently. She fell silent once again, enjoying the time with Julia and admiring her lovingly. 

“Wan’ me t’take t’e night shift? Or ya’ wan’ me t’help ya’?”

She suggested, then started placing soft, slow kisses to Julia’s cheeks and along her jawline. Her hands played with her lover’s hair and she stopped her kisses at the corner of the other’s lips. 

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     Chills ran across the woman’s body  as she felt her love’s hands trace across  skin.  She bit her lips while giving a cheeky  grin and slowly ran her hands up and down  Jackkie’s waist.

     “Lead the way, beautiful~”  Julia kissed  her back and laced her fingers with Jackkie’s,  following her lead back to bed.

Their hands swung a little on their short trip to the room. A content smile was settled on Jackkie’s face as she laid down on the bed, pulling Julia down with her. Once her lover was on the bed, she tangled their legs together and moved her hands to play with her hair. She was silent for a moment, but the worry was getting at her.

“..What’s wrong, Juls?”

The question was asked softly, almost timidly, and her eyes locking with the other’s. 

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     Julia’s lips spread into a smile as she felt  the closeness of the other woman, her breath  just against her lips.  Her hands moved to  Jackkie’s waist and she pulled her closer.  

     “Cause I didn’t have ya to go with  me yet.  Besides, ain’t that kinda tired.  More a  mental tired.”

Without hesitation Jackkie pressed against her lover, arms wrapping around Julia’s shoulders as she listened to her speak. A glint of concern showed in her eyes, wanting to question her girlfriend but also knowing that actions did more use than interrogation with Julia. Her hands moved down to caress the lady’s cheeks, thumbs brushing over her cheekbones and eventually she let her lips connect with the woman she loved. 

“Well, c’mon. Let’s go lay down.”

The girl mumbled against the other’s lips, hands moving down Julia’s arms to meet her hands and pull her towards their bedroom.