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indefinite hiatus notice.

       so I’ve been pretty absent from this account for a few??  days / weeks??  i’m not sure tbh.  it’s because I’ve set up shop @ a different account, but it’s ALSO because I guess my muse hasn’t been very active or awake for Jim.

      i’m putting my time into a lot of other things, both in & out of tumblr & among all the mess I don’t have the heart to dedicate my full attention here.

so i’m putting jim on an indefinite hiatus. i’m sorry if this somehow affects any of you, namely those i interact with here.

however if you’re curious, i’ll be over here for now. you’re obviously more than welcome to hit me up there.

till then, stay safe homies.

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“ that’s bad ”

&. | two word starters     accepting yo.

       WHETHER OR NOT HIS vague criticism held any opportunity for improvement, Jim chooses to disregard it in its context all together ; TONE, however?  It’s a different story, and it’s already got him conducting his body up to his feet, tight features glowering at the older counterpart.

                                                      ❝  ——  So was that advice, Genius.  ❞

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stoP CALLOUT CULTURE 2016

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&. | gwen:

                “Well Tuesdays are funny days!”

    Again, she can’t help but poke fun, she hopes it at least helps him     loosen up a bit. Gwen has always been the type to welcome conversations     from her classmates, & always welcome to making new friends. Brows     quirk slightly when he begins to speak, she can’t help but wonder what     his request is. 

            “You’re not being a jerk. You’d only be a jerk if you stole my lunch               money. –What do you need help with?”

                                                       ❝  ——  A few things, actually.  ❞

       A CHORTLE EXHALES FROM chewed lips, nails rising to scratch aimlessly at his cheek.  Asking for help was the hardest part, so he’d heard from countless guidance counsellors and a particularly badgering mother of his.  Between you ‘n him?  It’s a last  resort,  with  the  semester  closing  its  gate  on  him.

                                                       ❝  Chemistry —— and, uh, bio.                                                             It’s, kind’a funny?  ‘Cause you                                                             don’t even have t’ teach me much,                                                             I just need t’ be kept on track, ‘n stuff.  ❞

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bold any fears which apply to your muse. italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched.

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two word starters

“ don’t stop ”

“ please don’t ”

“ don’t shoot ”

“ give it ”

“ shut up ”

“ damn it! ”

“ stop it! ”

“ you’re crazy ”

“ that’s insane ”

“ get out! ”

“ don’t leave ”

“ i’m tired ”

“ that’s bad ”

“ be honest ”

“ be careful ”

“ be nice ”

“ you’re wrong ”

“ go home ”

“ watch it ”

“ fuck me ”

“ kiss me ”

“ we can’t… ”

“ we shouldn’t… ”

“ you’re perfect ”

“ that’s awful ”

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                 OOC.  gains followers despite slow activity so?????                                                                  like for a STARTER?????

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I highly recommend following this magical cinnamon roll.

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A trade with my boyfriend @pitiyindee I had so much fun doing this.

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&. | itosaki:

❝ no thanks, how else am i supposed to help save POOR SAPS like you from your bad life decisions? ❞

                           ❝  SAVE me?  Is that what you call                                encouraging weird adventures in nipple piercings?  ❞

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                 OOC.  fuck it I’m gonna make a John Murphy blog                                   over the weekend B))))

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&. | roxanne:

          “ Sorry I didn’t call ahead. ” Roxanne nudged the door closed with           her hip, hauling the large grocery bags into the kitchen. 

                    “ Daddy decided to eat out with his friends tonight and I really                       didn’t want these going to waste. ”

       NOT THAT IT WAS uncommon of her, she was sweet like that, and the way she glides into their dump with comfort          frankly, it’s commendable.

                                       ❝  Oh        sure, yeah.  ❞

COME ON IN was no longer on the table.  So he just follows her lead, watching as she splays out the food she’s brought over.

                                       ❝  You        want, help?  ‘R anything?  ❞

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&. | trunks:

                   ❝ I guess. It’s not important though. ❞

                                    NOW was the time he was feeling a bit touchy on the                                     subject, seeing as he had already shared too much ab-                                     out himself already as it was, and he was definitely                                     outside his own personal comfort zone. To dismiss the                                     subject, Trunks reaches into his left breast pocket, pull-                                     ing his capsule case.

            He selects only one, and upon throwing it, a cloud             of smoke accumulates, only to be replaced with his             Hoi Poi capsule 2031 refrigerator. Finally. He opens             its door, removing one of the cans from inside and             tossing it Jim.

                                                        ❝It’s soda. Well, either that or beer.❞

                                                          ❝  Yeah, guess not.  ❞

A LITTLE MORE COULD have been offered, though Jim wasn’t very substantial is his out- looks.  There were more pressing matters at hand, anyway            

                                                            ❝  What the fuck.  ❞

       It sure as shit isn’t poetic, but it right about up the bullshit he’d just witnessed come from Trunks’ jacket. Narrowly does he manage to catch the object, a few steps staggered back to balance out the astonishment that left him otherwise paralyzed.

                                                           ❝          Think I’ll go for the beer.  ❞                                                                            (  Don’t fucking ID him.  )

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&. | max-y pads:

      Eyebrows   raise   in   annoyance,  and   he  chucks   the  nearest       object ( which is, in this case, a full pencil case ) in Jim’s direction.

      ❛ Shut up, pipsqueak. ❜

              ❝  Pffft           overused.  ❞

AND A WEAK ATTEMPT duly noted.  This one was a keeper.

              ❝  Don’t know why you’d be so sad when                    your dumb boyfriend just came back.  ❞

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&. | aurora:

              “Perhaps we could try something else that might also be fun, hm? That also doesn’t involve the risk of… uh… injury.”

                          ❝          Fine.  What d’ you think we should do?  ❞ 

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&. | morphy:

                     She didn’t intend to let him go so easily. She had missed her best friend too much to let him just slip away from her arms again. Was he bound to have to carry her around for the rest of his stay?  PROBABLY, but to Morph that didn’t matter.

                     Shifting her face a little, the morphing creature look at the other, the smile never leaving her features. Curious eyes kept running to seek the differences in her friend’s, but always thinking that yes, that was always Jim. Though she really didn’t want to, she jumped off his arms; an act followed by her saying the same thing in loop – in a soft yet excited voice –, finally greeting him with his words.

                                                       ❝ Hey, hey, hey !! ❞

                                                      ❝ Hey. ❞

       HE WAS STILL DIRECT, simple and clear  ;  he just doesn’t try and act like he was cut from metal as much.  The requirement to maintain a detached persona was eroding the protective shell from his brain  ;  or maybe she’s just his best friend, and he finally learned to miss someone’s absence.

       An arm weighs down across her shoulders, and he draws in a breath like a laugh  —  it’s funny because he never saw himself getting out of the string of mess, let alone miss his origins, even if it only meant a select few people.

                                                     ❝ Y’ settled in here nice. ❞  Tugging her till she’s tucked against him, he takes his steps into the house, simultaneously pulling her with him. Smells & sights hit him like a baseball to the gut.