#txt. brodie lewis

[terrorbitch]

open to: w & nb.

plot: brodie just got in a physical fight with your muse's boyfriend, and because she threw the first punch she got kicked out.

suggested connections: best friend, ex, current fwb, etc.

despite the black eye forming and the busted, bleeding lip .... brodie was acting just fine. maybe it was the adrenaline from the alcohol. "it's not my fault your boyfriend has a tiny dick and anger issues," she half shouted, hoping he'd hear even though he was likely in the back with his macho man buddies. she wiped the blood from her mouth and then laughed a little. "fuck, haven't gotten in a good fight like that in a while. maybe i should start shit with more hyper-masculine douche bags."

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @persephonyed.

"hey, uh, thanks for... keeping an eye on billie." there was a slight look of guilt on her face as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, the elementary school teacher coming out of the bathroom a few minutes later. "ice cream? on me?"

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @persephonyed

"seriously, dad? go fuck yourself... she's twelve fuckin' years old...." she paused for a moment, before deciding to just hang up the phone. "i live with three other girls, how the fuck am i gonna take care of a pre-teen?"

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @sungoesdcwn

"your new man is pretty, isn't he?" she's pulling the other into a private room, smirking. "y'know, i hear it gets real lonely in the closet... bet he doesn't go down on you as good as i used to."

[terrorbitch]

"so now i can never surprise you with your favourite coffee, since you'll be watching my every fuckin' move..." brodie sighed loudly, and then shook her head. "besides, i'm... everywhere. even if i'm not doing anything suspicious, you're gonna think i'm fucking my ex again when i'm on a call."

open to : f / nb ( 30+ ). muse : carmen delgado. queer. she / her. * please do not like my starter !

" im not trying to be controlling! i don't think it's a bad idea to share locations. if you didn't break my trust before than this wouldn't be happening."

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @prettymvgic

"i'm sorry for staring at you all night, but... man. i have never seen someone more beautiful in my life. i may save lives for a living, but you just saved mine by makin' me believe angels walk this earth. so... thank you."

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @dcaddove

"shit, didn't know you had a boyfriend." ⎯⎯ "does he know my dick is bigger than his?"

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @copingmchnsm

"your little boyfriend doesn't like me, huh? he's got nothin' to worry about, honestly... you're not even my type."

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @in-de-cent

"what's wrong...? did something happen? it's five in the fuckin' morning, dude."

[terrorbitch]

closed started for @springbreezc

"c'mon, dude... you can't be mad at me. i made you cum, like, six times last week."

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @scinglives

"oh... shit. i didn't know you knew marissa. uh, how have you been? sorry for, uh, leaving without... uh, saying anything? my cat got the flu and i had to dip out like, right away."

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @eroticismx

"i thought you were cool with the whole, like... no strings attached thing. you know i'm not a girlfriend kinda girl, right?"

[terrorbitch]

“i’ll help you shop. maybe you should go to a bakery and… and meet some old polish woman who will keep all of your secrets and give you a free tart.” an oddly specific example, brodie thought, but she could recall the pleasant encounter she had by accident after a 48 hour work day. dazed and confused walking into a bakery where she spewed every feeling and thought she had about jade. it was therapeutic. and it made her think that she should utilize the insurance she had with her job. “you’re fucked if you think you have a better emergency contact than me. i can literally drive right to you with sirens! and not get in trouble. mostly.” as if that was the only reason why she wanted to stay as her emergency contact. her thumb subconsciously ran over the back of jade’s hand, missing the closeness when they weren’t together. she wasn’t sure what they were sometimes… best friends? did best friends do this? did they run away together, away from friends and a boyfriend, to hide away and watch movies? “i think that… i think about it more often than you do. about what you deserve.” she muttered, shaking her head. “i care about you. you’re my favourite thing to worry about.”

JADE CAN'T HELP THE SLIGHTEST HUFF A LAUGH THAT BURSTS OUT OF HER AT BRODIE'S ASSESSEMENT . it's honestly probably closer to hysteric considering the ridiculousness of the situation . the impossibility of it . depressing . yeah, that sounds about right . but before she can say as much brodie is continuing and something in jade is softening all over again at the sight of her smile . " ... you're welcome ." jade says gently as she meets brodie's eyes before she's shrugging and adding, " you don't have to thank me though . it's not like it's some ... big undertaking ." trusting brodie was unfortunately as easy as breathing . jade never knew exactly why . something about being with brodie was easier than it was to be with most people . maybe even more than most people . what was she supposed to do with that ? how was she supposed to move on ? " but with the way you make it sound maybe i should shop around for a close second just to make it less sad ." a shrug . " maybe change my emergency contact while i'm at it ." the words are half teasing and even less true . jade hasn't changed her emergency contact since long before they broke up and she has little intention to do so now . she can't help the way her lips twist into a smile as brodie takes her hand, falling in step with her despite knowing that her boyfriend — and hell, the rest of her birthday party — is probably waiting for her back in that bar . she pushes the thought vaguely to the back of her head as she huffs a laugh at brodie's words . " i think you might think about what i deserve more than i do ." jade replies with an arch of her brow .

[terrorbitch]

the way her warm hands felt against cooling skin was... well, brodie felt almost like a dog being scratched in the right spot. leaning into her touch so easily, it was second nature. she wondered if fumbling the total love of her life would set her straight, remind her to not become her father. love felt so cold her whole entire life. it seemed like jade made it warm, and brodie wanted to run but after she had... she stayed put. floating, kind of, around her and every relationship she didn't seem to approve of. "that's a depressing statement. for you. but..." but what? she promised not to break her trust again? the words didn't feel right, even if she thought them. even if she believed she wouldn't break it again. she sighed out. "thank you." she said, finally grinning a bit. but it fell for the slightest moment at the kiss. at the end of the day, who was she going home with? the guy who got her a football purse? or the woman who probably loved her more than any sort of love was possible. "yeah, yeah." she waved her off but also used the same hand to intertwine their fingers together and tug her away from the bar and back towards the familiar apartment. at least the night was ending, and she could feel a break up imminent. maybe she would finally admit that they were supposed to be together. "maybe i do deserve you."

JADE'S EXPRESSION TWISTS AT THE WORDS , an almost incredulous huff escaping her before she swallows it . her hands tighten slightly where they are on brodie's shoulders before she catches herself in the motion and consciously loosens her touch, jaw clenching even as she slides gently hands from brodie's shoulders up to the sides of her neck . it's an idle touch, and jade isn't sure if it's purpose is to comfort brodie or herself . either way she can't help but honestly admit, " well, it's kind of too late for that ." she swallows before softly adding, " ... there's no one i trust more than you, brodie ." the truth of the words doesn't make jade feel any less stupid for them . after all, their break up absolutely fucking crushed her at the time . ripped her heart right out in a way that she can still remember . and yet, it was still brodie . brodie who was the first person she wanted to talk to when something went wrong . brodie who was her first call when something went right . brodie who she couldn't imagine living without . who she couldn't force herself to be without, truly . because honestly, after the breakup that should've been it . both of them going their separate ways . cutting things off cold turkey . and yet even then jade couldn't let go . she couldn't let go now either . it was brodie . even if jade doesn't know if she could handle that pain again, she knows that she would trust brodie not inflict that pain again . and maybe that was the problem . " okay, are you getting competitive over his ability to concuss you ?" jade replies with a light roll of her eyes . her lips twitch almost reluctantly and it's then that she forces herself to let it go . she meets brodie's eyes with a halfhearted twinkle in her own . " that's my mistake, brodie . how could i ever think he would be strong enough ?" jade says gently even as she brings her hands up gently to brodie's head to check it over one last time . it's with a softening of her eyes that she nods . " ... okay, sure . i'll play nurse for the night then ." it's then that she leans in to press a soft kiss to brodie's cheekbone, pulling back with a sincere, " thank you ." a smile . "for humoring me ."

[terrorbitch]

it was hard to believe only because brodie could never forgive herself for hurting jade in the way that she did. so she took it out on the other people who hurt her but didn’t care when they hurt her. it wasn’t like brodie was really looking for a relationship after her. the only time she would take someone home was out of spite, seeing jade having fun with her dates or her boyfriends, or whoever it was. but if she had a choice, she would always choose jade. even if nothing happened, even if they were going to watch a movie and fall asleep on each other. she knew she was absolutely fucked in any regard. “i don’t trust myself, okay? and you shouldn’t either. i could try to be a good partner again… and then fuck it up, and hurt you even worse than before.” she got so scared of having such deep feelings for someone, that she often ran away. jade was impossible to run away from. and it made it so much harder to deny herself the satisfaction of being with her because jade knew how to make her feel better about every single thing. “i’ve been hit in the head with a bowling ball, fallen from four stories and haven’t gotten concussed. he barely threw a punch. don’t overestimate his strength; he couldn’t give me a concussion.” she scoffed a little, and then realized that she was just trying to take care of her and her expression softened. “but… just to be sure, don’t let me fall asleep. and get me some ice, and i’ll be happy as a clam. you can be my own personal nurse.”

IT STINGS A BIT . more than jade wants it to and more than she's willing to admit . it stings even as she goes easily at the pull of brodie's hands on her hips, as her own hands fit themselves comfortably on brodie's shoulders as they have a thousand times before . but the thing is, jade doesn't even know what the hell to do with that pain . some part of her wants to lash out . but that same part of her is simultaneously being soothed by brodie's touch . the cycle of emotions has her sighing deeply, jaw twitching a bit as she looks purposefully away from brodie's eyes . " you could be good for me though ." the words are more defeated than insistent . it's something that jade has said before and likely something she will say again . jade's jaw clenches before she's meeting brodie's eyes intently, before this time she is insisting, " you could ." it feels useless but jade feels the need to say it anyways, her hands finding both sides of brodie's neck as she says, " i know you don't fucking believe me but — you could, brodie . you're not this —" jade shakes her head . " irredeemable piece of shit you seem to see yourself as . you're good ." and that's the thing, isn't it ? because brodie is capable of being a good partner . of making her happy . brodie might not see it, but jade is sure of it . she knows it even now, after all of it, and the idea of brodie maybe finally realizing that, of her maybe finally being the partner that jade always knew she could be for someone else — well . jade isn't sure she'll be as content to watch that as brodie seems to be and that alone leaves a bitter taste in her mouth that she tries desperately to swallow upon hearing brodie's invitation . it takes a moment for her to inhale deeply , to nod . " ... yeah, okay ." a pause as jade's face scrunches in concern again , a hand going gingerly to brodie's face , to her injury . " you sure we don't need to stop at the hospital or something ?" her brows furrow . " you're not ... concussed ?"