lockhart-junior

[lockhart-junior]

Health related hiatus

[lockhart-junior]

Neither do I, sounded the voice in Jack's mind but driven by his incurable optimism, he ignored it. As the cabin drew closer, the feeling of relief settled in his stomach and he was already picturing the workable fireplace they were bound to stumble upon in the living room. He realized now that it was quite a big cabin, someone must be living here. Either that, or it was a wealthy person's getaway spot. His steps quickened as the windows of the cabin came into view, swiftly carrying him towards the front door where he waited for Mikey to knock and for an unnamed good samaritan to answer. However, no answer came. Jack tried knocking a second time, but the darkness of the windows indicated that there must indeed be no one home at the moment.

"Let's see if one of the windows is open", he suggested. "Whoever lives here...they probably wouldn't want us freezing to death, right?" While Jack was usually not fond of doing anything that was against the law - breaking and entering was a crime, after all - the thought of staying out in the cold, pouring rain scared him more than the thought of someone finding them. Were the owner to return tonight, he would simply explain the situation. Maybe even offer some money, if it came to that.

Mikey wasn't too sure. He'd seen enough scary movies that his rational mind was telling him this was a bad idea, but the cold brought on by the rain was quickly shutting down any and all rationality. His priority was becoming getting under an awning, or next to a fireplace. "Weird, I don't remember seeing a cabin on our way in..." his strides slow a bit the closer they get to the building, chills going up his arms. Mikey was unsure if it was from the chill in the air, or how dark the inside of the cabin appeared through the windows. "I'll knock, first. Maybe someone will be home, just asleep." he's hoping out loud now, having a dreadful feeling that no one would answer them, and they'd be forced to break a window. He was not staying out in the rain all night. @lockhart-junior

#ok so I was thinking the killer will return at some poimt #with like a dead body or something #and they both hide in the closet or something #or maybe fight/flee #idk we'll see #but just a heads up #reblog #proverbialsaints

[lockhart-junior]

Jack felt terrible that Valerie had to go through such a toxic relationship. He knew how it felt. He may not have been with someone who was as mean as Trent, but he had been treated like he didn't matter before. Like the person didn't care about him. He still remembered how hard it was to accept that fact, which was why he hoped that he didn't push Valerie too much. After all, it was extremely important that this was her decision. It was about her standing up for herself. He could be there to help and support, of course, but it was ultimately up to her to value herself. Today, she showed him that she did and he was so proud of her. He knew things might change, Trent might contact her and try to pull her back in...but it didn't matter. Today was a good day.

"You're very welcome", Jack smiled, and there was some thankfulness in his smile too because even if she didn't realize it, she was one of the people who repeatedly reminded him how important it was to have good, healthy relationships in his life. For a few minutes, there was silence, just the two of them strolling along the forest path, enjoying the calming sounds of nature. Then Jack spoke up once more: "It's getting late...maybe I should walk you home?" He paused and looked at her, trying to figure out whether she liked that idea or not, based on her facial expression. "Or I suppose we could go to my place and watch a movie. If you don't want to be alone." He was so glad that he had his own living space now and could invite her, without worrying about his father treating her badly.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ valerie did have to admit, she did feel like she should apologize for a few things. it was just that he was so kind, he was so nice and he was so compassionate; she didn’t want to drag him into her drama or, gosh forbid, get him hurt due to something that she did. however, she does not voice any of this right now, and it does not need to be said right now; they have let each other know their feelings about everything for a while. they both know how much they care for each other, how much they mean to each other. yes, she had a lot of stress, though this should not have been any reason to put that onto him.

now that this has come to an end, she hopes things will go back to how things have been, and that they will be able to have the friendship they had before this even began. she also was relieved that she would not have to go home and feel like she would have to cry when she saw trent, or be the target of his less than nice comments. she kept most of what he said to herself, since she didn’t want jack to have to be even more involved and, like her, he was very empathetic; that would hurt him. this all was horrible and one of the worst things she has gone through, but it did show that she was somewhat able to stand up for herself and not have someone fight her battle; even if it did sap all the energy out of her. now that he shared about his own relationship that went wrong, she has now something else she shares with him ; in an odd way, it was something else they could ‘ bond ‘ over.

“ if y—you s—say so. “ she says, knowing she does trust what he tells her, and she always would. he cares about her, and she felt so stupid for thinking trent would ever be able to in the same way, or even close to that. he was out for himself; he was selfish and he was cruel even. and yet, she thought that maybe… somehow… perhaps… she grimaced when he says that he might try to contact her, not looking forward to that sort of thing. the offer that she can call him if it makes her uncomfortable causes her to smile gently. “ t—thank y—you. “ she tells him gently, biting her lip as she thinks about how she would get over this. he was already a bit obsessive with the calling, and she could not even imagine, especially since she embarrassed him a bit by the public break up. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

#dcmur3 #reblog

[lockhart-junior]

You wake up as your Face claim, what's the first thing you do?

Good question! I would probably go out and interact with people to see how they respond to me. If there are a lot of differences in the way they treat me. I mean, I guess I would be famous so there would be a difference interacting with non-famous people, but in general I'd wanna know what it's like to be in everyday situations. To go to a party for example, or go to work (act in a movie, that would be so fun).

Although realistically I'd probably freak out because wtf I'm in a different body??? Lol

#ooc #interesting ask! never thought about this with jack

[lockhart-junior]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. It's time to spread positivity!

#MORE DANCING BECAUSE AHHH THESE ANONS ARE SO NICE #I think I might know who some of you are and I'm so gonna send back memes #ooc

[lockhart-junior]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. It's time to spread positivity!

#jack's reaction and mine are the same in case u were wondering <3 #ooc

[lockhart-junior]

"Apparently!", Jack lamented, swatting away another bug. He never thought he'd be bothered by his own blood type, of all things. When Mikey asked him whether he was sure that this was the way they came, Jack hesitated for a moment. "Yes. Well...kind of. I'm 80% sure", he admitted, leaving out the fact that that 80% was quickly dropping to 70%, the deeper they ventured into the woods. The rain wasn't letting up either and the cold was starting to seep through his clothes, settling in his bones. He shivered. How could he have been so careless? He should have said something sooner, they might not have wandered this far from the trail. Then his friend pointed out a building in the distance and Jack's chest welled with a sudden hopefulness. "It must be a cabin!", he exclaimed, audibly relieved. "We can take shelter there!" Surely whoever lived there would let them in. And if no one lived there, maybe they could climb through a window and wait out the rain.

Mikey slapped away at the bugs that continuously attacked his friend, "Why do these fuckers like you so much? You have that good blood type, don't you?" Trying to make light of the rather scary situation, he attempts at making jokes. "You're gonna be covered in bumps either way, dude." He sped up his pace a bit to walk side-by-side with Jack as the rain began to come down, "you're sure this is the direction we came from? I don't think I remember seeing that before." Mikey points out in the distance, an odd shape that resembled a building.

#this is gonna be fun lol #killer cabin lets GOOOO #reblog #proverbialsaints

[lockhart-junior]

Hi, welcome to my RP blog!

If you want to write with me, feel free to either shoot me a message, like one of my starter calls or simply reply to one of my open starters. I also enjoy plotting, so I’m always open for that. It doesn’t matter if we’re mutuals or not, everyone is welcome!

Here are some quick links: Rules | About | Wanted plots | Open starters

[lockhart-junior]

ABOUT (MOBILE)

Name: Jack Lockhart Age: 19-23 (verse dependent) Gender & pronouns: Cis male, he/him Faceclaim: Asa Butterfield Occupation: Student (verse dependent) Location: Memphis (verse dependent) Orientation: Heterosexual Marital status: Single (verse dependent) Positive traits: Empathic, analytical, curious, gentle, considerate Negative traits: Anxious, overthinker, passive, inexperienced Likes: School, photography, psychology, science, glowsticks Dislikes: Physical confrontation, not having answers  Moral alignment: Neutral good Height: 5'11" (1.80cm) Weight: 154lb / 70kg Eye color: Blue Hair color: Black Tattoos/piercings: None

BIOGRAPHY 

(TW: domestic abuse)

Up until the age of 12, Jack lived with both of his parents. He always gravitated more towards his mother, who was the decidedly more gentle parent of the two. While Jack was growing up, his father Matthew would often exhibit abusive behaviors towards his mother, degrading, threatening and physically assaulting her. This caused Jack a lot of fear and anxiety, as well as worry over his mother’s well-being. The fact that he was too young to protect her became a great source of guilt for Jack, especially when she disappeared without a trace on his 12th birthday. The police were contacted, an investigation was launched and a search party was sent out. Jack’s mother was never found. Knowing Mr. Lockhart had an arrest record, the police quickly turned him into the main suspect but without a body, they failed to convict him. To this day, Jack still is still looking for his mother and believes his father to be behind her disappearance, although Matthew categorically denies any involvement.

#about #mobile

[lockhart-junior]

RULES (MOBILE)

Formatting is not required, I use small text and gifs most of the time but you are not obligated to do the same. Thread length doesn’t matter to me, from short to para/novella threads, all is fine with me! If I do not respond in a timely manner, please don’t assume you’ve done something wrong. Feel free to remind me of my reply.

I like to come up with plots beforehand so I have something to go on. This one is not really a rule because I’m flexible when it comes to this and I’ll answer or write random starters too.

NSFW AND SHIPPING

I write smut but it is not a requirement. This is not a smut-focused blog. Mun is over 25 years old and will not smut with minors.

If you want to ship our muses, tell me! I’ll ship my character if there is chemistry and they are above 18. I mean it, I will not ship with you if your character isn’t at least 18 years old. This blog is multiship and doesn’t force ships on anyone. If my muse develops feelings towards yours, you are in no way obligated to write your muse in a way that reciprocates those. I am perfectly fine with unrequited romance threads.

TRIGGERS

There are a few things I refuse to write about: bestiality, paedophilia, urophilia, scatophilia, animal abuse.

Lastly, I try to tag everything that could potentially be triggering to others but if something slips through the cracks, let me know!

#rules #posting this because i realized jack's blog doesn't have any mobile links!

[lockhart-junior]

"Okay, well...I kind of don't believe you, but we can just take it easy tonight then. Maybe watch a movie?" He smiled a little bit when she leaned her head on his shoulder, prompting him to put his arm around her. Sometimes, they would go hiking together or go to the nearby farm to help feed the animals, but Jack honestly had a feeling that if they did that tonight, she might just collapse from exhaustion. "I'm doing alright. Actually, I think I could use some rest too. The last few days I did almost nothing but study...at the end, the letters in my books were starting to look like hieroglyphs." @valiance3arned

"Are you resting enough?" (Jack)

┊ ➶ ｡˚ 　　° it was quite plain to see that she had not been , due to how delirious she was right now . still , she found his worry to be so sweet , she couldn’t help how her smile widens . “ yes sir , i have gotten my allotted eight hours . . . a few days ago . “ she assures , leaning in as she lays her head gently on his shoulder . “ && yourself ? “ ┊ ➶ ｡˚ 　　° // && @lockhart-junior

#valiance3arned

[lockhart-junior]

"What do you mean you haven't seen it in a while?", Jack answered, his voice sounding even more nervous now. "Ow!", he flinched, bringing his hand to his neck and trying to squash whatever bug caused the sudden sharp pain on his skin. "Oh boy...yeah, I definitely just got bit by something. We should keep moving. There's so many bugs out here, I'm gonna be covered in bumps by morning if we don't find our campsite soon." Despite the fact that there was no trail in sight, he was trying to stay calm. It was never a good idea to panic. He was 80% sure that this was the direction they came from, and the campsite couldn't be too far off. They just needed to keep walking. That was what he told himself as he trudged ahead, refusing to get demoralized even when a light rain began pouring down on them.

"...what trail?" Mikey's voice catches in his throat. He'd been looking around for a few minutes, having lost the pebble path completely. "I haven't seen that in a while, I thought you knew where we were heading." The man gives a disgruntled sigh, turning to his friend as he hears the scurry away in the forest. "If we get eaten out here, I'm blaming you."

#jack is an optimist #but also not great at finding his way in the dark #sooo...yeah let's hope they don't get killed #actually a killer in the woods plot could be hella fun #reblog #proverbialsaints

[lockhart-junior]

@proverbialsaints

"Look, I know I said camping sounded like a fun idea and all, and it does, but maybe we should do this walk when it's light outside? It's getting pretty hard to see the trail...", Jack's voice became less and less confident with each sentence, his eyes briefly shifting as he swore he heard the sound of an animal darting away. At least he hoped it was an animal.

#Getting lost in the woods au LETS GOOOO #proverbialsaints

[lockhart-junior]

MUSE PREFERENCES!!

Rules: Bold which your muse prefers, out of the following pairs

peace or war

sun or stars

flowers or trees

crescent moon or full moon

streets or skyscrapers

rooftops or balconies

ink or glitter

life or death

order or chaos

candle or bonfire

ocean or sky

leather or silk

sweet or sour

overstimulation or under stimulation neither, preferably he has a balance

book or letter

soft or coarse

fight or flight

spoken or written

silver or gold

playing cards or tarot cards

circles or angles

cramped or vast

checkers or chess

tagged by: @dcmur3, thank you !!!! <3

tagging: @celestialxdancers @gonnabefamous @anyone who wants to really!

#meme #headcanons #lol most of these are quite predictable probably #jack is a soft boi

[lockhart-junior]

Thankfully, Thalia agreed and Jack chuckled when she told him that not only did she agree, but now they would have time to go down one of the beloved trails they'd seen a million times before. "Sounds wonderful actually, yes", he jested back, although he really wouldn't mind going for a million more walks like that. "We can do that right now, if you want. Walk home together and get some ice cream on the way there. It's already..." He paused, briefly glancing at the watch around his wrist. "16:30, and I haven't even bought groceries yet. If you wanna have dinner and decide what to eat together, we should do that first." They had more or less talked about spending the day together and he was still up for that. It might even be a good idea to pack together, Thalia might remind him if he forgot to pack anything and vice versa. It might also make him stress out about the whole thing a bit less. Thalia had a way of making things sound and feel...lighter, somehow.

Thalia didn't think twice to begin her answer that Jack had accurately predicted, but stopped herself to hear Jack's suggestion. "Two days it is," she confirmed with a firm nod. Had it been someone else, Thalia might have pushed further, trying to negotiate it down to one day, then one hour, but she was just excited Jack agreed to go along with this at all. She knew it was out of his comfort zone of having every minute planned and accounted for. "That can give us time for give free ice cream and go on those trails that we've seen one million times, too!"

#celestialxdancers #reblog

[lockhart-junior]

Jack didn't argue when Thalia declared to him that the best way to figure things out was on the road, but he did make a mental note to start planning. Fast. It wasn't that he had no confidence in Thalia's ability to figure things out on the fly. She was probably good at that, he admired the fact that she was such a quick thinker. It was just that he did not possess that type of ability himself. Jack didn't have a lot of traveling experience and he'd been in certain uncomfortable situations with his unstable, impulsive father that made it pretty clear to him, he had better think ahead if he was going to go on a trip. "Alright then", he nodded in agreement, his thoughts trailing off for a moment as he began to make a mental checklist of essential items. Flashlights, sleeping bags, an on-the-road cooking set, canned food... "When are we leaving?", he asked, although he quickly followed it up with his own suggestion since he had a feeling Thalia was liable to answer 'right now'. "How about in two days? I need to pack some stuff. And get gas. Oh, and ask a friend to water the plants while I'm gone."

"Because my logic is indisputable, Jack," Thalia said proudly, patting herself on the back. Honestly, she was really pleased that she'd seemed to be swaying Jack. As much as she loved solo adventures, likely meeting some people on the way, the thought of dragging Jack along was more exciting than she anticipated. Something about had always felt safe, in a way she could never quite explain or understand. Perhaps since she never felt like she'd had that level of security with anyone else. A wide grin painted across her features when he finally agreed. Only for it to start to fall once he started asking specifics. "Uh- tents, yeah for sure. In terms of where, I mean - We'll figure it out on the road, that's the best way." With logic as sound and indisputable as she claimed, you'd think she'd have at least some competency in formulating a plan. But nearly everything she had done in life was on the fly.

#celestialxdancers #reblog #they are oddly wholesome #lmao i feel like that trip is gonna be stressful though

[lockhart-junior]

"Why thank you", Jack was starting to beam a little bit at all of these compliments. He knew that coming from Valerie, they were most certainly genuine and heartfelt and that made them all the more special. "So...was it any good?", he asked, gesturing towards the bottle in her hand. "The drink, I mean. I was gonna go to the kitchen to get something too. But they have a lot of stuff. I think there's even some punch." He definitely had no plans on getting drunk, but he figured a small drink might relax him a bit more. He sometimes felt rather awkward at house parties and having a beer could take the edge off. It might even make him feel comfortable enough to dance. Another thought popped up in his head as he looked at Valerie, suddenly wondering whether she might enjoy a dance with him. He wasn't a great dancer by any means but maybe if the song was not too fast and there was enough room to move around, he would feel confident about not stepping on any toes.

she was pretty sure any filter that she had before had been severely compromised, though for some reason, she did not mind in the slightest. maybe it was a good thing for her, not the fact that she had to drink to be able to let out her true feelings and express her thoughts, though it was not the worse case scenario if one really thought about it; though right now, thought was not something she was capable of. part of it, yes, was due to that, though also, subconsciously, it was nothing but genuine; just things she has been too scared to convey. when she notices how he is the one flushing this time, she lets out another delighted giggle. " t---that is a l---love---lovely c--color on y---you. " she states, since she was the one who was usually flustered, unable to keep her complexion from going a deep rose. " it is not a g---good i---idea at all. " she nods, the idea of having drinks with her eggs or cereal one that did not sound appealing, her nose unconsciously wrinkling at the idea.

#dcmur3 #reblog