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[ DEFEND ] : sender physically intervenes between receiver and a source of unwanted attention. /from jay @snakesimp

“ho-ly fuck.” jackie exhales a laugh, eyes lifting slowly from her outdated flip phone towards the male presence peering over her. “okay, mr. can’t-take-a-fucking-hint -- ” a pause, hand motions in the small space between them. “what part of me texting on my phone and ignoring you screams i wanna fuck you? do you think i’m doing the playing hard to get bit? cus, sorry to break it to you, i’m not. i wouldn’t go within ten feet of your crayola dick. thank you, have a great fuckin night.” and her head dips down, figures that’ll be the end of it. 

wouldn’t be the first or last time some guy slumming it down at the ravine hits on her. but jackie feels a burn against her wrist, fingers imprinting in her skin, and by the time she whips her head up, jay’s between them. jackie clicks her tongue against her teeth, rolling her chocolate eyes. “dude,” she groans, bumping jay with her shoulder. “i fucking hate when you do that shit. i could have taken him.”

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❝  i don’t like the way they keep staring at you.   ❞ /from craig @snakesimp

“ hmm? “ she hums, turning her head over her shoulder to follow craig’s eyes, where she finds a few boys of various grades leaning against the makeshift bar, whispering as they check her out. eyes roll, but she can’t help the smug smirk that appears on her face as her attention returns back to craig. “ aw, baby, “ she muses, reaches up to pinch his jaw between two fingers. “ you’re jealous. “ states it like a fact more than a question, and jackie shakes her head, lets out a small laugh as her hands drag down his side and take a hold of his hands. “ don’t be. i’m all fuckin yours. “ she assures lowly, leaning forward to give him a quick kiss on the lips, then on the jaw, before she’s pulling his arms around her waist. “ come dance with me. “

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"i was making sure you weren't dead, since you never called." @cuoristellati

her door is halfway open as she peers halfway over to glance at the girl on the other side. jackie’s weight shifts to one side of her body, sniffles as she shrugs a shoulder. “ well, i’m not dead. “ she states the obvious, lips tugging into it’s usual sluggish smile. head tilts, but keeps the bruised side of her face covered by the wooden door of her apartment. really, jackie hadn’t expected anyone to be by, only swung at home to grab a few things before she goes back to alexs’, and when auggie knocked on the door, jackie almost didn’t answer, until she looked through the peephole and saw familiar face. “ yeah, my bad. would’ve texted but my phone’s lost somewhere. “ 

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[ 📲 • sms ] —— are you ignoring me? from jt @rockthistown

( jackie. ):   no, i would never ignore anyone. ( jackie. ): that would be terribly rude of me. 

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@snakesimp​ get angst for a starter call i posted 5ever ago :/ 

it’s safe to say that jackie’s fucking panicking. a couple hours ago she was clasping on expensive jewelry in preparation for third date of the week. blasting sex pistols and feeling fucking great about herself. now? her makeups smeared, bruises imprinted around her neck and fresh stitches she’s sure ripped above her brow. she fled the hospital while the nurse talked to officers, and her feet were numb due to the walk to alex’s place. but right now, jackie can’t feel a thing besides her racing heart and the need to not go home tonight. 

she doesn’t think about knocking at first, reaches for the doorknob only to find it locked. causes her to huff and sniffle, open palm lightly banging on the door. probably should have called or texted first, but jackie is praying to a god she doesn’t believe in that alex is home.

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jackie sits onto the edge of hospital bed beside the other, hand placed beneath hers in order to keep steady as raven haired girl squints at freshly painted nails. “ okay, apparently i fucking suck at nails. “ she admits, free hand coming to try and peel the color off the side of auggies fingers. makeup, she can do. nails? not so much, apparently. shoulders lift then drop as she lets out an exhale of annoyance, but when her eyes drift to meet auggies, the frustration seems to shrink. auggie was a ray of sunshine, it was hard to be any sort of negative around her. which was.. strange, considering their current situation. 

❛ you’re more family to me than my own family is. ❜ @cuoristellati

her words cause jackies head to tilt, corner of her mouth twitching into a ghost of a smile. her thumb hand curves, brushing against the back of auggies hand. “ yeah. “ it’s all she can say, because really, jackie’s not good at this sentimental stuff. but she gives the others hand a squeeze, token of appreciation, a silent you too. head dips back down, brows knitting together as she lifts auggies hand to examine her nails again. “ i’ll bring nail polish remover next time i visit. “

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"what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say?" from chevy @adelstensogon

all jackie does is blink for a minute, thin brows peaked up and head tilted back in order to look at him. he’s a familiar face in the midst of outcasts, but jackie can’t say she knows him all too well. usually, she’s attached to alex’s hip, whose attached to jay ( or, more so: jay attached to alex. ), whose attached to sean, so forth. finally, her eyes roll half amiably as she lifts one hand to bring her red cup to her lips, eyes staying narrowed at chevy as she takes a sip. a dramatic pause before she clicks her tongue, chocks her head sideways. “ no. “ a shrug of her shoulder, her other hand reaches up to reveal another cup. “ i just brought you a drink so you don’t look like a total freak over here by yourself. “ another beat, her brows push together. “ unless you don’t drink. what the fuck do i know? “

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[drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like /from alex @snakesimp

[ jackie ] : wtf alex that sounds gross how high r u [ jackie ] : and why was i not invited??????????

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[ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, sender arrives close to receiver from behind, taking them by surprise. ( from ruby ) @adelstensogon

joint is sat between her burgundy lips, halfway leaning on the open trunk of some truck parked at the ravine. she’s talking up some boys who aren’t really catching her interest, but she knows they have good deals going on and she can use some entertainment, so why the hell not? the presence behind her has jackie inclining her head, halfway red eyes glancing up at the other girl. lips are immediately pulled into a smirk before they round out, blowing out her smoke teasingly into ruby’s face. hand reaches behind to grab a hold of her wrist, wrapping her arm around jackies waist as she leans into her chest. “ there you are. was wondering when you were going to show your face. “

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mistletoe / accidentally !! @michalchvk​

jackie’s pushing her way through crowded room, towards the kitchen where the makeshift bar is. christmas decorations scattered across the room really has her stomach aching, not really a big fan of the holidays. figures some alcohol will do her good. she catches paige around the counter, causes jackie to step beside her and glance down at punchbowl. “ god.. please tell me this is spiked. “ she murmurs, reaching forward plastic cup. and suddenly her eyes catch sight of plant hanging above them, recognizes it from those shitty hallmark movies she can’t resist watching while stoned off her ass. 

corner of her lip can’t help but twitch into shit eating grin, causes her to glance over at paige. “ hey, michalchuk -- “ she pauses, looks back down at punchbowl and tries her best to shield her smirk, act all casual and such. “ you believe in the mistletoe brings good luck shit or what? “ 

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❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞ @dcnim​ 

“ i am not hi -- “ and then she stops, glances down, and realizes that yeah, she was. hands wrapped around his biceps, forehead nuzzled into the crook of his neck whenever she could sense a jump scare coming. there wasn’t a lot that scared jacquelyn navarro. horror movies with too many jump scares and overly done graphic effects? doesn’t sit well with her. letting out a huff, jackie shifts on the couch, doesn’t pull away, instead glares up at him with a small smile. “ shut up, okay? this movie is like, super graphic and gross. “