Aug 21, 2016
@notamutantiswear i really love viv okay--
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@notamutantiswear i really love viv okay--
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☮ and ✟ :)
✟ : Religious beliefs
Though he doesn’t believe in any sort of supernatural spirituality or being, he secretly hopes there is some form of an afterlife where he isn’t tortured for eternity.
☮: Opinion on peace
It’s hard to say. Jacket hasn’t had what he would consider a “clear” experience with peace, thanks to his jagged childhood and current occupation . It’s always been out of his grasp and once he realized that he stopped trying to find it. It’s an alien concept, but a nice one at least.
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☿: Opinion on gender
Jacket has always seen gender through the strictly biological lens; a penis means a boy and a vagina meant a girl. It’s never really something that crosses his mind or anything that would pick his mind or question. He’s perfectly comfortable with the gender binary, and has little concern with gender roles or double standards unless directly affecting him or someone dear.
Flashback
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“Don’t worry about it hun, you did fine. Even if that Franky kid got a better time than ya, Coach says you were lightning!”
Mom’s words of comfort. As much as Jackson wanted his mother’s gesture to feel like a soft pillow pressing against his ear, it only fell flat like a muffled drone behind the static. His childish pride still shone incandescently as ever, which only served in turn to rip him apart harder. His eye were glued to the window the entire drive home from the tryouts.
Once home he took his time dragging his bat against the dirt to the backyard. He almost shut the gear all up in the shed forever, in a sort of fit. Anger burst from his palm unto his bat, which flung into the hair and fell to the ground with an high pitched thud. His chest hurt, his eyes burned, but he refused to break. He was better than that. Taking the bat in hand he curled up on the cool cement, staring up at the empty night sky.
"Blondie. Good to see you again."
“Thanks?”
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“No need to say sorry. You’re the sixth guy to come up to me. So what is it you want from me? My number or to get me in bed?” Either one would be a solid ‘No’. But she wasn’t one to judge a book by its cover. Good or bad person. “No offense. But you already look lile you had enough to drink.”
Jacket wasn’t quite prepared for such a direct question and stared off, focusing on how he could even begin to articulate a reply. He wasn’t quite prepared for her next remark either, but it did shown some light on the already confused Jacket and whatever situation he apparently forgotten. He took a good look around the room and its bright neon pallete.
like for a starter. im if you wanna plot ;0
Gimme fact about jacket from mobile
jacket loved playing baseball! he wanted to play professionally when he was little but the explosion in the elevator jacked up his shoulder to the point where he couldnt bat properly. seeing other people play now makes him feel a bit depressed