#minty jo tag

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okay but what if the cromer had an scp entry

[grandadcoran]

@honervas jo i know this is you 👀👀👀🌽🌽🌽

[sweethurtss]

i’m already fucking up my tagging system and trying to tag Josiah’s stuff with his nickname ‘Jojo’ lmao! anyways, here’s some more headcanons about baby boy Jo:

Due to his high stress levels, Josiah has made it an Absolute Must to schedule a masseuse and spa day at least once a month. He is considered a regular and very cranky if he has to put off his spa day

To stay in top shape, manage his mental health, Josiah does try to go to the gym every day (except on Sundays, which are his rest days). he prefers going in the early mornings or very late at night when it’s a little emptier at his gym.

When he has the spare time, Jojo likes to go to the theater and watch whatever is playing at the time. Sometimes he’ll go for a double feature if he sees anything he really wants to see, or if he is extremely stressed out. Working at a movie theater was actually his first job and helped him pay his way through law school (atop the other jobs he worked back then), so it’s just become a place of comfort. e does enjoy the occasional live production from time to time too.

He accidentally became friends with someone who’s heavily associated/ingrained in the crime organization scene - it wasn’t intentional, Josiah just helped him out with some legal proceedings, and the guy appreciated Jo’s professionalism and kindness, treating him like a normal person despite knowing his background. Now he gets recommended to a lot of that guy’s acquaintances. While Josiah appreciates the sentiment and the man’s friendship, he is more stressed taking on such precarious cases to often. Don’t even get him started on the rumors that are beginning to bubble up that he might even be on a group’s payroll.

Josiah has indigestion problems (due to stress) and always has a bottle of Tums and peppermints in his bag. He actually smells a bit minty atop his usual aftershave.

[heroofpenamstan]

RELATIONSHIP ASK MEME: JACOB SEED + JOANNE BURTON

( Tagged by @f0xyboxes​ and @mackie-hattwie​ (was just about to tag you in this, as well!); thank you so much! x gonna tag anyone that wants to do it, but still going to throw out some blogs because I know they may or may not have some amazing OCs: @shallow-gravy​, @ariestals, @jacobseeds-mainhoe, @hawkfurze, @sammystark, @iamnotyourmusebitch, @shellibisshe, @foofygoldfish

Full template here because I skipped a section whoops;

Warning: crossed out text contains sensitive content! Also, very lengthy and quite smutty at times! Too long for my own good, tbh. )

DISAGREEMENTS:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? Joanne; her bark is sharp and loud, uncontainable when irked. Jacob’s grave tone is enough to make anyone wary without him having to raise his volume.

Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Jo. Always Jo. Jacob’s smile always promises to bring her back to him, regardless if she does go or not.

Who actually keeps their word and leaves? Unsurprisingly, Jacob. Some slights against his siblings are just too large to be buried in the shallows, so he steps down periodically. Joanne feels his absence like a bucket of freezing water, leaving her cold for days.

Who trashes the house? You’d think it’s Jo with her tendency to pop off and shatter a glass or five, but the shelf barely hanging on a bent hinge is all Jacob.

Do either of them get physical? They get into brawls, but only when severely wronged by one another. Being who they are—dysfunctional assholes to the core, but equal in their prowess—the scraps and bruises blooming on their skin prove to be sufficient payback, enabling them to carry on with whatever the fuck is brewing between them.

How often do they argue/disagree? Initially, their differing worldviews and methods and everything they stood for caused uncontrollable rifts. Now? They know better than to spend their restricted time together conflicting about unchangeable facts that would get them riled.

Who is the first to apologize? Most often Joanne; she always gets at Jacob for his operation and tactics. Yet, when Jacob points out her mirrored misconduct, she concedes, albeit reluctantly. Jacob, on the other hand, is unapologetic for his actions; means to achieve an end—stop fucking glaring at me, Jo—

SEX

Who is on top/bottom? It’s a tumble down the hill for these two. Sometimes Jacob relishes in her heat and her weight sinking down on him, other times it’s Jo clutching at his scarred shoulders and wrapping her bruised legs about his waist. They switch and adapt most often than pick a preference.

Any kinks? Choking and spanking; nothing too severe, though they do get pretty hot and heavy and rough.

Who has the strangest desires? Not really odd, but Jacob craves Jo’s caresses and kisses at his scars at his most vulnerable sometimes. Joanne never holds it against him, nor comments. 

Who’s dominant in bed? Both of them are clashing alphas, and it’s a constant battle to get the other to submit. However, because they do regard one another as equals, neither has a single qualm with being pinned down and ravished.

Is head ever in the equation? Most often.

If so, who is better at performing it? Surprisingly, (or not) Jacob. Jo always praises his fingers and his tongue and ravels at the scrap of his beard against her sensitive flesh.

Ever had sex in public? For them, public sex is usually safer than in Jo’s abode on Dutch’s (camera-filled) Island, or the Peggie-infested walls of Jacob’s holds that may or may not whisper back to the Father. Although, there once was an incident in a cage and a recruit walking in on something particularly gnarly that made both of them reconsider—Jo still hasn’t found out what had happened to the young trooper after that. 

Who moans the most? Joanne doesn’t know how to sock it during a fight, a spat, or when Jacob traces her neck with an eager mouth.

Who leaves the most marks? Jacob. He likes seeing her pretty skin marked up by his teeth and his tongue; Jo, admittedly, can’t recognize her own claim that doesn’t involve sharp nails running along the expanse of his back.

Who is the more experienced of the two? They’re on the same page, give or take. Jacob has numerous years over her. However, Joanne’s troubled past of drug-fueled mistakes stemming from a young age quickly catches up on him.

Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? Jo can count on a single hand the amount of times her and Jacob made love. It has always been their primal urges that meshed them together, or the hate burning at her chest, the desire brewing in his eyes. Yet, sometimes, he’s soft and she glows; Jo might even mumble something she isn’t supposed to, and that would spur Jacob on further.

How long do they usually last? It depends on where they are and how long someone would note their absence. When he is able, Jacob drags it out for as long as he can, wanting to see his little soldier crumble and cry for him. But, more often than not, it’s a rough, quick spur that leaves them both snarling and kneading.

Rough or soft? Rough; nearly always rough.

Is protection used? Joanne thanks the day implants came into play. (In the past, there was always a possibility of her hurling the pill back up her esophagus once the withdrawals set in, but now, with the Collapse right around the corner, she’ll be safe for the next years to come, much to Jacob’s delight.)

Does it ever get boring? No. They always have an ever-burning drive for one another, albeit not the most healthy—but it’s always there.

Where is the strangest place they’d have sex? The aforementioned cage can’t be topped; nothing will change Jo’s mind.

FAMILY

Do they plan on having children/or have children? Jacob thinks himself too old and too unsuitable for children of his own. Y’know, you remind me of the Old Man sometimes, John had said, only once—in a light manner, at that—but Jacob had shut the thought of his own kids at that exact moment, if he hadn’t before. He has his Judges and he has John, and that’s enough. Joanne herself thinks herself too irresponsible in that regard. She doesn’t fancy bringing another life into a fallen world once the Collapse hits, focusing on the Ryes if she ever gets a longing for children, only to be reminded just why it would be a bad idea in the first place. 

If so, how many children do they want/have? —

AFFECTION

Who likes to cuddle? Joanne. On the rare occasions her and Jacob share a bed, she cuddles up against him subconsciously. She wakes up with her head tucked at his neck.

Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? Jacob, usually. He’s not exactly subtle, but he’s no fool, either. He knows how to time his touches as to not get caught out in the open.

Who struggles to keep their hands to themselves? Jo would say it’s Jacob, but he would argue. (He has receipts in the form of crescent moons perched on his shoulders, after all.)

How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? Jacob isn’t one to cuddle, but when it comes down to it, he doesn’t mind losing circulation in his shoulder if Jo curls into him like that.

What is their favourite non-sexual activity? As simple as it sounds, talking is their favorite past time. Just connecting with another person who’s been chewed up by the world is therapeutic for both of them, especially with them having to sneak about and not getting to do much of anything else. Also, sparring with each other, once Jacob changes tactics.

Where is their favourite place to cuddle? Jacob’s cot, against a sturdy tree trunk, a boat once or twice.

How often do they get time to themselves? Never. Never, ever; especially Jacob, having to train his flock vigorously for the Collapse.

SLEEPING

Who snores? Joanne; she tends to sleep on her side for it, paranoia of choking and suffocating clouding her brain yet, from the time her nostrils were clogged with Naloxone and and her lungs constricting and her heart stopping— Jacob bumps her if he hears her snore, pulling her to his chest, turning her on her shoulder if needs be.

If both do, who snores the loudest? —

Do they share a bed or sleep separately? If they get to spend the night with one another, they share.

If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? They start off a bit further off, but cozy up to each other if one or both get nightmares of times still fresh in mind.

What do they wear to bed? Usually, they simply wear the clothes they had on during the day in various states of undress, for if they are sleeping outside of Jacob’s private lodgings, either or both may need to scramble out in a haste.

Are either of them insomniacs? Jacob; Jo is an actual log. ( “I don’t think you sleeping in for that long is good for ya’, pup.” Joanne can only snort: “So is napping for three hours a night, but I’m not gonna start.” )

Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? Joanne has pledged to never take any kind of drug if she wasn’t in mortal peril or doesn’t have her hands tied, resorting to herbal remedies to lessen the weariness. Jacob, too, shares this sentiment, but refuses Jo’s minty shit, fuck.

Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? Joanne hooks her leg across Jacob like a lifeline. He doesn’t complain.

Who wakes up with bed hair? Jacob; the Herald has a face-full of braids, too.

Who wakes up first? Jacob. Joanne hates the early morning shift when he rises from bed.

Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? Not prepares, per se, but Jacob does drop something pre-made or snack-y on her lap when she starts to stir.

What is their favourite sleeping position? They definitely tend to spoon ( Jo likes being the big spoon, tracing the scars littering Jacob’s torso. ) Joanne sometimes snuggles into Jacob while he’s laying on his back, too.

Do they set an alarm each night? Jacob has a strong internal clock, waking himself up at the slightest creak, so he doesn’t usually have a need for an alarm. To Jo, Jacob is the alarm clock; be it him pulling the curtains, pulling the sheets, or pulling her closer to him in the morning when their time is running out and they have to part ways.

Who has nightmares? Both of them. Jacob dreams of a raised hand and a child's wail, of a flaming barn and violent shouts. Most times, he hears Miller’s laugh, and that haunts him more than the carcass he reduced him to. Phantom gun shots make him jolt in bed as if shot, and Jo reminds him that you’re dreaming and it’s okay; I got you. On the flip side, Jacob sometimes wakes to the sound of Joanne nearly death rattling. It unsettles him, makes him wonder how she must feel when he is the one trying to spring to life as she does when he shakes at her, telling her to breathe. She always does, in the end, but it leaves her shaking and clutching at him for support.

Can a television be found in their bedroom? “Can you please turn off the monitor, at least for now?” Jacob pushes her swatting hands away with a huff. “No can do, Jo.” ( He has six more hanging in his room, besides the aforementioned. )

Who has ridiculous dreams? Joanne had once shared one of her dreams with Jacob, and the ingrained look he gave her prevented her from sharing any more of them.

Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Joanne may as well be making snow-angels if it wasn’t for Jacob caging her in.

Who makes the bed? Jacob, with a deep, resigned sigh fixes the bundled up sheets once Jo decides to finally step—fall—out of his bed.

What time is bed time? In the early AMs.

Any routines/rituals before bed? Joanne tries to take care of her hair as much as she can, what with the mud and grime and blood Hope County rubs into her scalp and her braids on the daily. Jacob double-checks everything before going to sleep, from looking at security footage to radioing his Chosen to confirm one thing or another.

Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Joanne by far; Jacob actually smiles when she throws a pillow at him.

WORK

Who is the busiest? On average: Jacob. Yet, oftentimes, Joanne gets sent on lengthy errands that take up half of her week.

Who rakes in the highest income? Jacob can dip his hand into the Cult’s fund, if he so wished, without much complain from John.

Are any of them unemployed? Technically speaking—both of them.

Who takes the most sick days? Jacob and Joanne don’t really know what it means to slow down if they have duties they must uphold, cold or flu be damned.

What are their jobs? Jacob runs the cult’s security, whilst Joanne is waiting for the second to leave the County and turn in her badge for good; helping out a Resistance by doing unlawful things is too much of an anchor for her mental health.

Who sucks up to their boss? Joanne, at first, when she finally lands the job she never thought she’d get, what with her history of drug abuse ( that had been painted way prettier than it actually was for the sake of entering the Academy. ) But once the Reaping began, Joanne felt less and less inclined to participate in all the bloodshed while still having her badge, oftentimes even ignoring direct orders from the Sheriff himself. And, Jacob—well. He doesn’t suck up to Joseph, but he does follow his orders obediently—unless they involve Joanne; he likes to detour.

Who is more likely to turn up late to work? Joanne; she doesn’t comprehend how Jacob, preoccupied as he always seems to be, is able to be where he needs to be as punctually as he is.

Who stresses the most? Jo is easily aggravated, and some minor inconveniences makes her loose it. Jacob just tuts at her nature, finding it more amusing than irritating most of the time.

Do they enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? Jacob doesn’t enjoy it as much as he sees it as a necessary sacrifices to perform his duties, while Jo grows to despise her job, for the people of Hope County expect her to gun down and demolish Peggies at the drop of a hat unprovoked, just because she’s the Junior Deputy. ( Apparently, that means she is in her right to snap a neck of an unsuspecting Peggie, according to some members of the Resistance. Jo would argue with that fiercely. )

Are they financially stable? Yes.

HOME

( Going to skip since they don’t live together. )

MISCELLANEOUS

Is money a problem? For Jacob, money hasn’t been a problem since his brothers resurfaced. For Jo, however, money has never stopped being an issue, not after her funds have been drained by her addiction for so many years.

How many cars do they own? Jacob can have a pick of any of the vehicles the cult has to offer. Joanne, running along the same lines, but with more stealing and hijacking involved, owns an ATV she has had to  fix up more times than she could count, an RHIB she stole from one of the coastal guards and keeps in the Silver Lake Boathouse, and a car Dutch had provided her with that she uses to blare all her top hits from.

What’s their song? NFWMB by Hozier (lmao)

Do they live in the city or in the country? County.

Do they own their home or do they rent? Jacob owns several properties to his name ( Thanks, John ) and Jo has made Johnson’s Lookout Tower her home—with a lot of cleaning and refurbishing involved.

Do they enjoy their surroundings? Both of them love the outdoors, and Hope County has a lot to offer in that regard.

What do they do when they’re away from each other? Joanne assists people in need most of the time. Otherwise, she indulges herself in the freedom she has to roam about however she likes, be it cruising through the Henbane or chilling about Dutch’s Island, scouring the patch of land for supplies. Jacob performs his role as one of Joseph’s Heralds, training his soldiers, sniffing out the Whitetails, attending his brother’s sermons in order to keep an eye on him, planning and mapping out how to go about when Joseph’s supposed prophecy will come into fruition.

Where did they first meet? The catastrophic Church arrest wasn’t the first time they’ve laid eyes on one another, interestingly enough. Joanne has had a run-in with John Seed near his barely-finished ranch at the beginning of the summer, an affair of a volatile Peggie disrupting the peace in Holland Valley, and the lawyer having to jump in to save the nervous man’s hide. In the driver’s seat of John’s white pick-up, blue eyes stared intently at the interaction between his brother and the new Deputy, cataloging her features and her manner, the way her jaw seldom relaxes when John places a friendly tattooed hand upon her shoulder, the teasing roll of her title evoking nothing but an irritated brow to rise. Seeing as how the situation has been defused and dragged out, Jacob Seed had leaned his head out the rolled-down window, barking at John to get a move on since Joseph is waiting. The heavy gaze of the Junior Deputy still sears at his skin as he shifts back into drive.

Who spends the most money when out shopping? Both of them don’t tend to burn money, only focusing on necessities and some odd trinkets here and there.

Who’s more likely to flash their assets? Jo had flashed her ( stolen ) helicopter in front of one of Jacob’s outpost, and it took everything in him to cease fire on the chopper.

Any mental issues? Jacob has PTSD, including some other disorders here and there, laying just beneath the surface. Jo has unresolved trauma of her own, among other things caused by long-term drug use.

Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? Joanne will crack up every single time the composed soldier loses his footing. Every. Single. Time. And get payback for it.

Who’s terrified of bugs? Neither.

Who kills the spiders around the house? The spiders and these two live in harmony; it just can’t be helped when you live on the countryside.

Do they have any fears for their future? Loads, although Jacob is more at peace with the inevitable. Jo, on the other hand, frets about her future outside the county, about the off-chance Joseph is right, about whether or not her and Jacob could last, will last. About what would happen if people from both sides find out about their affair. 

Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? Joanne; she can cook up a storm when she’s in the mood. 

Who pays the bills? None of them, at the moment, do.

Who’s the tallest? Jacob, by nearly a whole foot.

Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? After some time, Jo finds that Jacob has no shame whatsoever; and for good reason,

Who wanders around in their underwear? Both of them do, Joanne more often than not.

Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? Up Where We Belong by Joe Cocker is simply belted out as Joanne rows through her shooting assailants, trying to ignore the sickening squelches of the run-over bodies by positively screaming where the eagLES CRY— 

What do they tease each other about? These two assholes hold nothing back, their teasing coming out as pure, unadulterated jabs. About Jacob’s scars or Joanne’s anger issues and impulses. His hair and her fevered face. His demeanor and her short height.

Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? Jacob knows that Joanne doesn’t really have many insecurities about her appearance, but sometimes, he just can’t help but wonder about what sort of thought process occurred in that head of hers to wear that.

Who crushed first? Jacob. It took Jo a little while, but it wasn’t long until she was positively consumed by him.

Any alcohol or substance related problems? Joanne has had a severe drug addiction since she was fifteen; joining the police force seemed like an ideal way to go straight and help rehabilitate people suffering from the same things she has. Currently, she’s been clean for two years, excluding a few times with Sharky that involved Oregano here and there. Jacob, on the other hand, had tipped into the bottle a few times after his discharge, but has since forsaken drinking himself into oblivion since his rough period.

Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? Joanne—there’s no doubt about it.

Who swears the most? They both swear equally as much, but Jacob makes it sound classy, somehow.

( I am so, so sorry if someone actually read through this ugly monstrosity. I just wanted to establish some of their details for myself, hence, this fucking fanfic-sized ask. )

[courtedclover-a]

USE THIS WEBSITE TO GENERATE YOUR MUSE’S POKEMON TEAM.

tagged by: stole it from @jinxedcrow​ tagging: @stormflowerhonor​ @brokenclockwork​ @teamorcd​ @silveredruby​ (only if you want to!)

The team is entirely made of Sinnoh pokemon because Clover is from Snowpoint City in Sinnoh. His first pokemon was actually Snover and Piplup was his choice when beginning his journey. In order, his pokemon are lovingly nicknamed: Pip, Petty, Minty, Dandy, Lief, and Grumps. 

Clover gains a noncombative pokemon on his travels and it’s: 

It doesn’t have a ball. It just follows him and he decides to give it a name so he names it Little Jo. When Clover dies, it finally evolves and it’s the angriest Trevenant you’ll ever meet, never allowing other trainers a chance to catch it. 

[enkindl3d]

CHARACTER INTERVIEW

BASICS  !

NAME .   John-Paul (given to him thanks to the nuns from the orphanage which means ‘gift of God’)  NICKNAME .  Jo  AGE .  Appears to be 20 yearsold but in reality he’s a couple of hundred years old GENDER .   Male SPECIES .  Witch

PERSONAL  !

MORALITY . lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true RELIGION .  He was brought up Catholic but he never truly followed it. SINS .  greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES .  chastity / charity / diligence / humility /kindness / patience / justice KNOWN LANGUAGES . English, Korean, French SECRETS . He believes (and many others do too) that he is nothing but a simple hedge witch who caters to plants and all nature with an aptitude to creating medicine and potions for all intents and purposes using herbs, flowers the lot but really; Jo is something much darker and there is an untouched power in him that is dying to get out ready to consume him entirely.

PHYSICAL  !

BUILD .  scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average HEIGHT .  5′10 SCARS  /  BIRTHMARKS . He’s got a triangular birthmark on the inside of his left wrist. It’s small and easily missed but if someone were to really look, they will see it. In this verse, witches all have a certain birthmark that shows what kind of witch they are. The triangle is unknown.  ABILITIES  /  POWERS . Other than his extensive knowledge (thanks to living for years and years) on potion and medicine making, Jo can conjure simple things but always with the help of his spell books. He can easily teleport from vast distances, he can revive dead plants which he  can extend to reviving small animals and communicate with the spirits.  RESTRICTIONS .  Jo’s biggest restriction is himself. He believes that hat he can do now is what he can only do. He doesn’t push himself to do anything further because he found that when he does; such as doing big spells by himself with or without a spell book, or reviving larger animals or a being, conjuring things; he passes out and doesn’t come around for days. This is due to him tapping onto the dark power within him which he is clueless about. 

FAVORITES !

FOOD .  Any meat that is roasted over the fire and dumpling stew. DRINK .  Herbal teas  PIZZA TOPPING .  Ham and pineapple COLOR .  He likes his dark reds and black MUSIC GENRE .  His music preferences varies due to being on Earth for so long but he does enjoy The Beatles quite a lot.  BOOK GENRE .   He has a large number of books in his home which are all about spells, medicine and also a couple of history books on witches like the Salem witches, magical beings on demons and faes, necromancy. He also has the complete collection of the Harry Potter series as he finds amusement with how humans view witches. MOVIE GENRE .  He enjoys any fantasy type movies just so he can dismiss the many wrong portrayals of magical beings. CURSE WORD .  "Damn” SCENTS .  Minty scents and the rain

FUN STUFF  !

BOTTOM OR TOP . He’s a switch but he prefers to be more bottom than anything SINGS IN THE SHOWER .  He’s not big on singing but he does hum from time to time LIKES PUNS .  Oh he loves puns.

tagged by : @intergalacticxmisfits (( thank you for tagging me in so many things bb i enjoy doing them so much ily

tagging : @minxygi @izbrane @somecrazylads @epigrvm

[prettysei-remade]

graphic design is my passion actually the last time i made a graphic of any kind was when i was like 10 and i have sadly Not magically improved since then rip;; also dont worry the comic sans is ironic im not that awful......or am i 

hey there angels (instead of demons bc ur not demons ur all angels get it haha), it’s me, ya maknae! this is a very looooooong post so buckle in, my pals

AHEM 

exactly this time last year, i was probably laughing and/or crying at the thought of ever having mutuals here, much less having too many to do a proper follow forever in a rush the day before i post it (rip) so becAUSE i ran out of time and would probably give up in the middle, i decided to just talk abt how much i love everyone in the Stream Team gc and also make a shitty graphic so i could bless ur guys’ new years with ot13 and make it seem like i know what i’m doing :) 

ok im gonna get sappy for a sec and then u can all get to the part u actually care about (the part that’s also sappy but directed at specific people) 

my friends!! my loves!!! the bestest people on the planet!!!!! i love you <3<3 you guys are the sweetest, kindest, most understanding, most hilarious group of friends in the world and i’m so fucking lucky to know all of you. you make me laugh,,you make me cry (in a good way),,,,,you make me like myself when i dont feel like it,,,,im so?? blessed??? to have people to talk to and scream abt kpop with and be myself around. i’m more comfortable with u guys than probably anyone else?? like. even irl because 1) i’ll probably never come out, 2) none of my friends know anything abt kpop, and 3) none of my friends are rlly.....aware of the things my brain tells me about myself sometimes. which brings me to the last thing before i start yelling abt u all in alphabetical order: 

thank you guys for being the Good Brains to help out when my Mean Brain gets too mean. 

💙 

@byungjoo 

laura!! idk if u think abt this as often as i do (probably not) but like,, remember before we were friends and we had that ““discussion”” for abt .2 seconds regarding toppdogg going on the unit and then i thought u hated me for a couple weeks and then we became like the most amazing friends?? well reminding you of that is basically my long roundabout way of saying that our friendship is kind of a miracle to me, and i’m so so thankful that you’ve become someone i can trust with anything and not be judged for it :’) you always know what to say and you always make me feel special when we talk and just?? wow...don’t forget me when you become the biggest bts blog in the world......i saw one of your gifsets that had like 5k+ notes and almost shed a tear i was so proud of u.. i love you and thank u for being amazing all the time!! and for introducing me to twice and gfriend aka the most amazing girls!!! and of course....#laurjoo5ever <3

@gipsydangger 

yo jo (that was lame im sry you deserve better) you havent been in the chat for super long but you’re One Of Us and also 1/2 of the Official Ruby-Got-Me-Into-IZ Squad so lots of love for you!! thank you for singing all star with me in an attempt to cleanse our chat of ******** (im just (all)starring out his name so he doesnt find this post and try to eat my heart again), thank you for being so nice and thoughtful and sweet and all the other amazing things youve been already, thank you for giving iz a shot and somehow becoming a fan in like 5 minutes (???amazing) you!! are a rock star!!! wow!!!!!!

@hjjxxn​

ok alex i know you’re not tec h ni c a l ly in the chat but lets be real;;you’re still my Toppklass Queen ;; ur adorable! ur so kind! u work so hard! ur such a sweetheart! forget toppklass queen, u r the queen of my heart 💖 i cant believe we’re both hojoon stans AND yoongi stans it’s like we were meant to be friends or smth idk?? and you got me into winner and sent me the bEST videos of them holy shit im still laughing abt the one where theyre dancing to ‘hello bitches’ jshdkahds and mino’s duck song,,i cri :’( you have the best taste so i’m vv grateful to know you in the first place and! talking to you is super fun even tho we dont do it often <3<3 ilu <3

@itsachocolatecake 

jess <3 our leader,,mother,,,resident Cutie Pie <3<3 i am so fond of you?? you’re loads and loads of fun to talk with and the chat would be so different without u, i’m not even gonna imagine it!! instead im gonna remember how you always cheer me up right away and help me remember whats good about myself and tell me that i’m not alone and give me great ideas for metaphors involving brains (like mental brains not physical brains)!!! our mutualness (mutualism? mutuality?? idk) goes waaay back, like, relatively, so thank you for following me in the first place bc it means we’re friends now !! love you <3 

@kimsanggyum 

kaliiiiiii!! my wonderful fellow scorpio (AHEM i mean what im not a scorpio who said that i’ll fight them) ur super fun and cute and as soon as you joined u fit right in even tho we’re all kind of weird and now you are One Of Us and it’s kind of hard to believe that you havent been since the beginning?? you’re such a cutie and i love love love talking to you and stuff <3 jdkjsldf dog pics are one of the many ways to my heart and your dog is amazing!!! thank you for sharing!!! you are amazing!!! tell canyon monroe i love him (again) and tell him from me to be nice to laura too,,anyway!! love u lots <3 

@lapillity 

melia. you. are. the. best. my text posts never go noteless bc of you :’) you’re honestly truly just the greatest?? not just bc you like my text posts tho, youre genuinely sweet and suuuuper nice like,,i cant say anything bad about any of the Stream Team tbh but MELIA!!1! you would have to murder a man for a not-justifiable reason for me to say anything bad about you :/ i think you are an Angel and you’re so cute??how are u so cute i dont get it :(( thanks for being my friend and also helping me reject that guy that one time,,without you i definitely would’ve screwed things up tbh so seriously!! thank you and i love you <3<3 

@minty-sugar-kpop 

minty i think i should tell u now that whenever i type “rip” on my phone the next suggested word is always “minty” :’) we’re always screaming abt kpop groups together like!! when clap was released u screamed about seventeen with me!!! when i told u i was getting into twice u screamed about twice with me!! when nothing else is happening u scream about toppdogg with me (and the rest of us)!!!! i love that youre as excited about your fave groups as i am about my fave groups because it helps remind me that it’s NOT weird to be really super extremely dedicated to things that make u happy and i still struggle with that sometimes so.... thanks for being you i guess?? also for getting rid of ******** from our chat with the power of ot13 :’)) love you <3<3<3 

@reallyabananya

kat!! my Superhero!!! the lifegiver for minsung stans everywhere;; i am so grateful for literally everything you’ve ever done in your life but specifically 1) translating every. single. one. of minsung’s often long and very complex posts, 2) being my role model for running an update-esque blog! like!! if kat can do everything she does for her blogs and translate stuff and be so efficient at everything, i can do it for my one tiny little blog!!, 3) working so hard but always being so so sweet to everyone and being so amazingly humble all the time and being somebody i admire not only as a blogger but as a person too <3 (wow that was che e s y lol) im love you!! <3 

@saltygot7 

hi kendall! another scorpio wowie!!! of course i say “another” bc i already mentioned how kali is a scorpio,,it’s not because i’m a scorpio. because i’m not haha. anyway. im sorry i let ******** come between us, i know you didn’t mean to create a demon that would eventually possess both you and your phone and try to eat all of our hearts. i know and i’m sorry and i love you!!! i also know that you still think those asks u sent were hilarious but i forgive you bc i know you love me too <3<3 i can’t believe my Ultimate Bias and the true visual of our group loves me!! wow!!! thanks for all your amazing selfies, they always make me smile :’) you rlly know how to cheer everyone up and get us in a happy mood and just,,,thanks for always being your lovely self! love u lots <3 

@sunshinesanggyun 

bella 💕 i love you, i love you, i love you 💕 idk if you know this or not, but you were actually my first tk mutual <3 i remember when i got the notif that you followed me back and i was so excited because this person!! this person with an amazing blog and who i already thought was super cool!! wanted to follow me!!! i still think it’s amazing that you wanted to be my friend but i can’t really say that i “can’t believe it” anymore because i can;;; you’re my friend and i’m your friend and i love you!! i’ll remind you of that every day if i have to. you’re the other 1/2 of the Official Ruby-Got-Me-Into-IZ Squad (along with jovano) and it makes me so happy that you’re a fan now too!!!! you’re just awesone tbh?? you help me with my shitty stuff and i try my best to help you with your shitty stuff and!! you’re one of my best friends!! i’m so so happy and lucky and blessed and thankful to know you! never forget how much i love you forever 💕💕💕 

@toppdoggzz 

jacqueline;; the awesome aunt that’s super nice and who helps people when they’re sad;;(i can’t remember jess’s exact wording but it was True);;;; you’re so cool and amazing and honestly i find it incredible how you’ve been with bts from the beginning!! is that a weird thing to say as a compliment?? shdfsdhkd sorry but sticking with a group from debut is really admirable, especially because bts didnt start out super big but you stayed with em anyway :’) you’re such a star and you reblog my selfies when i ask you to (btw ur tags on my latest selfies had me cryin;;find someone who will compliment you every day like jacqueline complimented my decent-ish selfies;;) and you’re so great to talk with and yeah!! i love u!!!! 

@zombietwink 

isaiah. i hope u believe me when i say, from the very bottom of my heart: you are the Meme to my Internet Connection, the Cherry to my Bomb, the Chanyeol to my.....You. idk. you take my worst text posts that i make at like 3am and add the best things to them and make them Good and i love our convos in the replies of my posts alsjdsfjjs also can i just say?? i’m still not 100% sure what the whole thing is with like the “kin” meme (i get what it is but i dont rlly Get It u know) but literally any mention of it ever reminds me of you :’) it’s actually astounding how many memes make me think of you tbh..anyway, ur very very cute and soft and nice and youve been mutuals with me for a Long Time so thanks for thinking im cool enough to follow!!! and for still following me!!! love you <3 

wow that took a long time but it was worth it!! tho i honestly wouldn’t blame you if you just skipped everything and only read the little section abt you lmao 

well, happy new year! i hope lots of really good, and happy, and lovely, and wonderful things are waiting for you in 2018 ✨✨✨

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freeze

Am mai zis de mai multe ori ca am facut inktober in 2019, si am scris cate ceva pentru fiecare prompt. Primele zece zile au fost povesti originale, de pe 11 pe 20 poeme, iar apoi fanficuri. Am si publicat cateva pe AO3, dar fanfics chair... nu e genul meu de scris. Imi place sa fac personaje originale si setting-uri proprii. Si de asta e povestea asta aici. Face parte dintr-o serie de patru povesti, despre niste tineri cu puteri magice, tineri frumosi si indragostiti, diferiti si complicati, ce sunt in stare de orice. Nu mai tin minte mai mult de atat, dar stiu destul cat sa imi dau seama ca povestea asta din patru parti e buna. Asa ca cititi-o, doar nu va musca. Sau poate ca da. Oricum nu v-as spune daca ar face-o.

Word Count: 2804

Tags: jaf, personaj principal genderfluid, iubiRE LA PRIMA VEDERE, trecut intunecat, multiple personaje lgbt, magie

Partea 1| Partea 2| Partea 3| Partea 4

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"Stati pe loc. Of, fir-ar sa fie, chiar suna mai bine in engleza. Mainile sus, toata lumea. Asta e un jaf."

Jafurile nu aveau loc des in Regatul Folclor, in special nu in acest satuc linistit din inima Imparatiei de Vest. Astfel, atunci cand hotul cu parul precum o calimara de cerneala, asa de negru ca parea albastru, veni peste ei, amenintandu-i cu un pistol, toti oamenii isi ridicara mainile sus. Unii aveau pungi in palme, pe care le-au lasat sa cada pe jos cu un zgomot surd. Altii aveau bani, si acestia s-au imprastiat precum niste evantaie, scapate din maini precum isi scapa doamnele aflate in soc lucrurile, inainte de a se stramba indignate.

Nimeni nu se stramba indignat acum, in timp ce Jacks isi facea drum printre oameni pana la biroul central. O fata era cu spatele la Jacks, vorbind cu o casierita infricosata, ce avea mainile sus si fata parca pictata cu var. Jacks batu usor cu un deget umarul fetei, iar aceasta se intoarse zambitoare. Fu nevoie de un moment, in care Jacks batu din ochii sai caprui-aurii, inainte sa isi dea seama ca fata cu parul alb (ce scutura usor podeaua la cat de lung era) era reala.

"Am zis mainile sus, domnisorica." Jacks gesticula cu pistolul de parca ar fi un baston de circ, iar socul trecu peste multime exact ca la un numar de genul, toti suspinand speriati. Daca nu ar fi avut bandana sa alba, Jacks ar fi afisat un zambet ce i-ar fi facut pe cei din banca prea fermecati pentru a mai fi inspaimantati. "Sau ai nevoie de putina motivatie?" continua Jacks, si impinse usor cu pistolul in locul in care stia ca se afla inima ei.

Fata era speriata, asta e sigur. Inima ii batea asa de tare incat putea sa o simta vibrand in pistol si in mana sa, ce tremura. Jacks nu voia sa spuna asta, dar adora privirea de teroare pura din ochii ei spalaciti.

"Oh, scuze, draga." a zis blonda, cu vocea dezinteresata cu care ar intreba pe cineva daca poate ii faca loc pe banca de la biserica in timpul slujbei. "Eram prea concentrata in banii astia, desi mi s-a parut amuzant cand doamna casier a ridicat mainile. Credeam ca izgoneste muste."

Jacks ar fi vrut sa rada, pentru ca blonda asta era adorabila in nestiinta sa, si daca Jacks avea o placere, aceea era sa gaseasca oameni care pur si simplu exista, fara presiunea cuiva asupra lor permanent. Isi stranse buzele si apasa mai tare pistolul pe pieptul fetei, care tresari. Bun. Nu ar fi vrut sa isi piarda controlul acum.

"Mainile sus, si ingheata asa." a zis Jacks si da, chiar suna mai bine sa spuna "freeze" decat sa spuna ingheata. Fata isi lasa usor capul intr-o parte, dar facu ce i-a spus. Jacks simti un val de dezamagire: ar fi vrut ca blonda sa opuna macar putina rezistenta. Dar apoi ea isi deschise gura din nou, si vorbi asa de incet ca pana si lui Jacks, ce era la cateva zeci de centimetri de ea, ii fu greu sa auda.

"Imi dau seama ce cauti. Nu e aici, nu e aici, nu e aici. Lasa-ne sa plecam."

De data asta Jacks fu persoana ce isi lasa capul pe o parte, si se uita la ea intr-un mod intrebator. "Si ce anume crezi tu ca vreau sa gasesc? Dau un jaf unei banci, pana la urma. E un pic cam logic ca vreau bani si a-"

"Cheia catre Calea Laptelui nu e aici; nu te mai minti ca o sa o gasesti asa usor, Jacks." spuse fata, si Jacks simti un fior. Doar exercitiul opri mana sa din a tremura in stransoarea din jurul pistolului. Nu ii spusese niciodata fetei numele sau. Nu avea cum sa il stie.. decat daca nu cumva era o vrajitoare.

Jacks nu a vrut sa ajunga in Regatul Folclor, chiar nu a vrut. Tot ce a dorit in seara aceea era sa se plimbe prin cartierul noului sau apartament, eventual sa se duca la sala si sa lucreze un pic la picioare. Avea agenda in maini si ochelarii sai cu rame groase pe varful nasului, asa ca nu observa cand lua o curba gresit pe aleea din parcul de langa blocul sau, si ajunsese intr-un luminis. Isi miji ochii pentru a vedea in semi-intuneric. In jurul sau erau copaci, iar acestia pareau ca stralucesc, cu luna fix deasupra lor, nemiscata. Pana si norii pareau suspendati in timp si spatiu. Incepu sa avanseze, incet, pana a ajuns fix sub luna. I se parea ca toti copacii sunt in jurul sau intr-un cerc perfect. Se intoarse o data, de doua ori, uitandu-se in jur, apoi vazu ceva stralucind in iarba. Era o bucata de metal, ce avea inscriptionat un mesaj in latina. Se ghemui si lua metalul intre degete, studiindu-l in lumina lunii, iar cand inceta sa se mai holbeze la el, il stanse in pumn si se uita inca o data in imprejurul sau.

Si era intr-o gradina, cu pomi magici. Jacks statea sub un portocal, privind fructele din cristal portocaliu, si nu avu niciun dubiu cand se gandi ca totul era un vis foarte complex. De obicei, cand visa lucruri ciudate (cum ar fi ca Spanul si Harap Alb erau impreuna si aveau o relatie sanatoasa, sau ca varcolacii existau si erau condusi de un lup din mitologia nordica) putin sange ajuta. Isi dechise pumnul, cautand bucata de metal, ce stia acum cu siguranta ca era dintr-o sabie, si nu o gasi acolo. Mai inchise si deschise pumnul de cateva ori, dar nu aparea. Cu reticenta, se ridica in picioare din pozitia sa ghemuita si se uita in jur dupa altceva. Explora padurea cand nu gasi nimic in imediata sa apropiere, iar pana gasi o piatra foarte ascutita stia ca nu se putea sa aiba o imagiantie asa activa incat sa conceapa toti acesti pomi si aceasta iarba moale, sa imite cerul rasaritului sau modul specific si minunat in care briza diminetii ii sufla parul si i-l arunca in ochi.

Se injunghie in mana cu piatra pe care a gasit-o de treisprezece ori, pana cand a inceput sa curga atat de mult sange incat piatra nici macar nu ii mai intra in piele, ci doar aluneca de pe suprafata mainii sale umede. Cand isi dadu seama ca nu simtea niciun fel de durere, ca era o fiinta protejata in aceasta lume, se opri. De cand se stia, Jacks visase o lume pe care o denumise Regatul Folclor, caci acolo locuiau toate personajele de basm si de roman de care a auzit vreodata. Ii cutreiera taramurile in vis de ani de zile, iar acum, cumva, ajunsese in ea. Si, sincer..

..ar fi facut orice sa se intoarca acasa, in apartamentul sau calm si calduros. Chiar si daca acel ceva presupunea amenintarea celei mai frumoase fete pe care a vazut-o vreodata, ce era invesmantata in alb, precum o Craiasa a Zapezii. Se intreba un moment daca ea era Craiasa Zapezii, doar ca apoi isi aminti ca, fiind o vrajitoare, probabil ii auzea gandurile. Asa ca nu mai gandi nimic.

"Daca cheia nu e aici, atunci unde e?" intreba in schimb Jacks, si in sfarsit lasa mana in care tinea pistolul sa ii cada pe langa corp. Incepuse sa simta-si mana durand, tinand-o ridicata atata timp. Se intoarse spre ceilalti oameni din banca si facu un gest cu pistolul, indrumandu-i sa isi lase mainile jos, doar ca aparent nu stiau ce inseamna acel gest si toti s-au pus la pamant tipand.

Jacks si fata au fost singurii care au ras, si apoi s-au oprit simultan, pentru ca acum se priveau in ochi.

Iar Jacks simtea, pentru ceea ce parea ca prima data, ca cineva ii lua in seama existenta.

Au parasit banca mana-in-mana; ea, mai rece ca marea dimineata, Jacks, caldura corpului sau oglindind-o pe cea de afara. Jacks a condus-o pe fata pana acasa. Nu a fost nevoie sa vorbeasca, mai ales pentru ca fata ii citea gandurile si radea la ce credea despre trecatorii pe care ii vazuse toata viata ei si nu observase acele mici detalii pe care Jacks nu avea cum sa le ignore. Fata in schimb ii punea atatea intrebari incat Jacks de-abia daca avea timp sa gaseasca o portiune de timp sa o intrebe despre ea, si mereu gasea o modalitate de a se eschiva inainte sa ii dea un raspuns mai profund decat faptul ca ii plac fulgii de porumb in lapte cu ciocolata.

Cumva, Jacks isi dadu seama cand a ajuns in fata casei fetei, desi fata nu s-a oprit din mers. Simtea frigul ce venea dinspre casa de parca era cineva viu, ce ii imbratisa corpul, dar nu ii ingheta trupul, ci era mai degraba o briza intr-o zi torida.

"Asta e casa mea." a zis fata, desi nu era nevoie sa o faca, caci stia ca Jacks isi daduse seama. "Am niste ceai de levantica inauntru daca vrei sa intrii putin."

Si Jacks voia, asa ca i-a strans mana, si-a dat jos bandana si i-a zambit. Fata a zambit inapoi, un zambet strain si minunat, si Jacks isi dadu brusc seama ca nu ii stia numele acestei fiinte ce atunci cand zambeste compune simfonii din buze.

"As putea sa nu iti mai citesc gandurile daca vrei." a zis fata, si Jacks se uita la ea cu confuzie. "Pot sa controlez asta, dar tu nu te-ai speriat cand am facut-o. Mi se parea interesant."

De cand a ajuns in Regatul Folclor (daca ar fi sa se ia dupa insemnele din agenda sa, ar fi un an, doua luni si cinci zile) si-a dat seama de cateva chestii: ca nu exista politie, deci oricine poate comite orice crima vrea; ca nu poate sa simta surprindere, caci daca este sub influenta a ceva mic ce nu ar trebui sa fie posibil, nu o sa observe altceva mare ce nu ar trebui sa fie posibil; ca ii e dor de familia sa, desi ea nu a apreciat niciodata viata lui Jacks. Si ca hotelurile sunt ieftine si bune, si sa locuiesti intr-un hotel diferit odata la trei zile nu era un factor de plictiseala pentru Jacks.

Intrand in casa fetei, Jacks ramase in loc. Nu mai fusese intr-o casa de mult, mult timp, de cand daduse spargere incercand sa gaseasca cheia intr-o cabana din mijlocul padurii, cabana unui vaduv. Cicatricea de pe gatul sau avea sa ii aminteasca intotdeauna sa nu se ia de cineva inarmat cu o vasla.

In unele zile, Jacks uita cum arata apartamentul sau, pe care nu l-a numit niciodata acasa. Intrand in casa fetei, i se parea ca nu a mai vazut ceva mai uman, mai primitor si mai comfortabil, vreodata.

Erau flori de gheata ce pluteau in boluri cu apa, flori complexe precum fulgii de zapada. Casa era facuta din lemn si toate obiectele pe care puteai sa te asezi erau acoperite cu paturi in nuante de rosu si verde, cu modele geometrice, ca cele din cultura balcanica din lumea sa. Erau mese si scaune joase peste tot, iar sub o fereastra imensa era o masa de cusut, din care iesea o patura maro, cu model de triunghiuri. Jacks se uita in stanga sa si vazu o bucatarie deschisa, cu zeci de oale, unele curate si altele nu, imprastiate peste tot.

Era haotic si fara sens si Jacks nu putea sa simta mai multa fericire acum, pentru ca din toate zilele pe care le-a petrecut cutreierand pe acest pamant dogorit de soare sau blestemat de zapada, nu a mai vazut ceva asa familiar.

"Ce parere ai?" intreba fata, si Jacks se uita la ea. Nu ii citise gandurile? o intreba mintal, dar ea continua sa se uite.

"Seamana cu acasa." a zis Jacks, si a tremurat, pentru ca desi nu a avut niciodata un acasa, asa ar arata daca ar avea una. "Nu imi mai citesti gandurile acum?"

"Nu. Am aflat tot ce trebuie sa stiu, ca nu planuiesti sa ma omori sau sa chemi hoarde de oameni furiosi pe urmele mele."

"Cred ca farmecul meu de persoana rea s-a dus in ochii tai cam pe-acum." ofta Jacks, de parca aceasta realizare ii producea o durea in piept.

In timp ce fata incepu sa zambeasca slab, Jacks auzi un sunet moale, si intra in modul de atac. Mana ii veni la curea, de unde isi scoase pistolul, iar intr-un salt era in fata fetei.

Chiar atunci, o pisica rasari de nicaieri, si Jacks a simtit surpriza ca pe un arc, sarind in sus cu un tipat. Fata se impiedica de propriile picioare in timp ce radea, si se sprijini de una dintre mesele din bucatarie, ce arata ca un bar pentru micul dejun.

"Toti hotii sunt asa?" intreba fata cand se calma, si Jacks isi dadu ochii peste cap.

"Speriati de pisici sau aratosi?" i-o intoarse Jacks, si fata rosi furios, vazandu-se ca sangele in zapada pe tenul ei palid.

"Ambele." i-a zambit ea, si Jacks s-a uitat intr-o parte pentru a nu-i da satisfactia ca reusise sa ii faca obrajii sa se coloreze.

Jacks se aseza pe un scaun din bucatarie in timp ce fata se invartea prin bucatarie, scotand oale dupa oale din dulapuri ce inainte erau invizibile, dar acum erau peste tot. A gasit un ibric intr-o oala mai mare de sub o tigaie, si l-a scos cu un sunet adorabil. Jacks si-a ingustat ochii.

"Stii ca ai un hot cu un pistol incarcat la barul de micul dejun?" intreba Jacks, de parca de-abia ce s-a gandit la asta.

Fata ridica dintr-un umar. "Am avut si oameni mai rai."

Jacks ridica la randul sau un umar. "Nu cred ca te-a mai amenintat vreunul cu pistolul pana acum."

Dupa un moment de pauza, fata doar dadu din cap si scoase doua cani ciobite de undvea, cani cu dungi si buline, si le aseza in fata lor, strecurand miere calda in ele.

"Am trecut prin mai rele."

Au inceput sa bea din ceai, vorbind de viata in satul din Imparatia de Vest, despre aventura lui Jacks pentru a gasi cheia de la usa din Poiana Portocalei de Cristal, despre secrete si iubiri ascunse in magie.

"Cum faci florile astea de gheata sa nu se topeasca niciodata?" intreba Jacks, si isi dadu capul pe spate, inghitand tot ce-a mai ramas dintr-o inghititura.

"De obicei fermecele mele dureaza pana la doua ore, dar e aceasta vraja, Freeze, care ma lasa sa inghet un obiect cat timp vreau sa fie inghetat."

Jacks dadu apropator din cap, intinzand mana dupa ibricul cu ceai cu levantica, si apoi lumea orbi.

Era lumina imensa, dar era zumzetul unui stup de viespi. Erau fiori in varfurile degetelor, dar era imposibil sa te misti. Era frumos si moale, dar te facea sa te doara capul. Era un clinchet al ceva metlaic cazand, era chiar corpul sau cazand.

Isi reveni, si lua o gura de aer de parca fusese sub apa tot timpul asta. Scena din fata sa se desfasura ca un film western: fata, cu spatele la Jacks, se uita la trei figuri inrobate in negru si violet, si se tinea de parca ar fi vrut sa sara pe ei imediat. Tipa ceva, probabil o vraja, dar cei trei se risipira din formatia initiala de parca ar fi fost loviti de fulger. Nimeni nu fu afectat de vraja. Ea se misca precum un crivat, cu putere si viteza, cu frig si durere. Dar nu era de ajuns.

Fata se intoarse din lupta sa, parca auzindu-i gandurile lui Jacks. Gura i se deschise intr-un mic "o" atunci cand una dintre figuri veni din spatele lui Jacks si ridica forma slabanoaga a hotului de pe podea. Jacks incepu sa loveasca asa cum stia mai bine, cu maini si picioare si lovituri unde trebuie, dar nu era de ajuns, de ajuns, de ajuns... Figura era aproape imateriala, loviturile ajungand nicaieri, dar mainile ce ii inconjurau mijlocul lui Jacks nu erau; erau pamant si venin, acre si greu de frant.

Cu lacrimi in ochi, fata vrajitoare isi ridica mainile. Jacks nu stia ce o sa se intample, dar credea ca o sa blesteme figura ce care ii tinea corpul ridicat, asa ca se feri. Dar fata ii urmarea corpul cu mainile.

Pentru un moment, nu o auzi. Apoi, auzi ceva ce de fapt nu zisese, ce nu exista acum.

"Freeze, care ma lasa sa inghet un obiect cat timp vreau."

Jacks isi inchise ochii, si putea sa simta dezamagirea incepand sa se formeze in inima sa. In timp ce ceilalti doi membri inrobati ii luau mainile si i le puneau la spate, Jacks auzi ce ii spusese, si tot ce dori in timp ce se prabusea la pamant, cu inima inghetata si respiratia oprita, era sa apuce sa o gaseasca inainte ca ceva rau sa se intample. Mintea ii functiona din ce in ce mai incet, din nou si din nou acelasi cuvant îngrozitor, pe care il spusese chiar Jacks la inceputul zilei.

"Freeze."

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Rules: Tag nine people you want to get to know better. Tagged by: @youaremynewdream​ Relationship Status: single af Favourite Colour: anythin on like the blue/indigo/violet spectrum tbh Lipstick or Chapstick?: burt’s bees or eos lip balm (but only the minty kind) Last song you listened to:  Hard Times - Paramore (duh. After Laughter’s out in like 2 days and I’m OBSESSED) Last movie you watched: GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL. 2 Top 3 Characters: uhhhhhh Rapunzel, Jo March, Bo Dennis Top 3 Ships:  currently?? Hollstein, rilaya, sanvers Books and manga you are currently reading: not really reading anything atm but i got The Secret Garden on my kindle to reread the other day and I’m also due for a reread of Good Omens (since I finally found it again and rescued it from storage). Top 5 Musicals: Chicago, Little Shop of Horrors, Seussical,  Guys and Dolls, The Lion King

I’m really bad at tagging ppl but if you see this n u wanna do it, go for it! I wanna get to know ALL my followers <33

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[grandadcoran]

EXPOSE THEM

fun fact as i was scrolling through a multitude of our conversations i realized that there’s literally at least 10x more receipts for me than there ever would be for @honervas

[grandadcoran]

hey you guys should go send @honervas cute asks about shlav it’s jo’s favorite ship :3

[grandadcoran]

I CANT BELIEVE YOU JUST FUCKING CALLED ME A GREMLIN

I’ll call u whatever I want to, u scruffy looking nerfherder

[grandadcoran]

i am canceling corn time until u tell me the truth roy >:/

ok but what is the truth jo???? is corn time even real????

[grandadcoran]

hello treasured mutual it is corn time

Jo what the fuck is corn time

[grandadcoran]

YES CORN TIME IS REAL,,,, FOR TREASURED MUTUALS ONLY,,,

good thing u are,,,,a most treasured mutual,,,,bc I love you,,,