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“Happy birthday princess. I love you.You are my world and deserve everything you every wanted.”
@sally-stitches-things
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Halloween 2017
Jack Skellington as Gomez Adams
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sally-stitches-things:
“Good luck with that, Jack.” She giggled rolling onto her stomach nodding at his comment of just finishing up kicking her feet in the air. “Hey Halloween is coming up have you thought about what you want to do?” She asked knowing him he probably already had a list of things he wanted to do.
“It’s a promise, one day I’ll get you to do it.” Jack looked over at his girlfriend. He got the biggest smile when she brought up Halloween. “What do you have in mind? We should ask the school if the kids from Hallow Falls can decorate or something.. We should do the whole couples outfit”
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redwaywardarcher:
Mer found herself laughing through the tears, which caused her to hiccup. One thing she was grateful for was the people she met here. The sobs were finally calming down and she rubbed her eyes, “Okay I’ll let you wrap my hands up.” Wiping away her tears, her breathing finally calmed a bit. Sighing she moved back a bit so that she could look at Jack, glad that her hair was out of her face. “Sorry about all of that I didn’t mean to get out of control like that.”
Jack smiled softly when she laughed, time was all that was needed. Let it happen and give her time. “Good, because even if you said no I would still wrap it.” He smiled tearing his shirt and began to wrap her hand. “Just until we get back to my dorm I have stuff there to clean it so it doesn’t get infected or anything.” Jack shook his head, “Do not be sorry, there is no need for you to apologize.”
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zer0-de-luca:
Alright then..-he starts to warm up, casually watching what Jack was doing-
Jack held the pose he was doing for a few more seconds before changing to the next one. “So, are you enjoying your time at Walt?” He wasn’t so go with small talk especially if he couldn’t remember the boy.
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painttingmxx:
“I can always replace it if you really want another cup. I just had a hit of muse… like I said.”
Jack shook his head. “Nah, it’s fine. It was my fourth cup and I needed to be cut off. Muse is muse. When you have it take it.”
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zer0-de-luca:
Now this…this is something I can get behind. What should we do first, downward dog?
Just start with whatever you want to start with.
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redwaywardarcher:
The moment his arms were around her, she cried harder. Not that she thought that was even possible. Her own arms wrapped around him burying her face in his chest. Merida never did this, never let someone see her so broken and torn up from all the stress and pain. Robin was really the only other one that she had ever let see this side. If she had ever needed to cry she would go in the shower and turn the music up loud enough that nobody could hear her. Or she would find a place where nobody would be looking for her. Jack had found her and there was no point in trying to hide anymore, she felt like the sobs were going to rip her in half. He was helping a lot, more then she would ever be able to express to him. “Sorry if I g-get blood on you..” She got out in between sobs only then realizing her knuckles were still bleeding.
Jack wanted to know what’s eating her up this badly but didn’t pry, another thing he learned not to do. He know prying would only make it worse so he waited, something the boy is amazing at doing. Jack shook his head and chuckling softly. “Wouldn’t be the first time I had blood on myself, Mer. But when we are finished here we will wrap your hands no ifs, ands, or buts about it.” It was true it wasn’t the first and it wont be the last. He begin rubbing her back to help calm the sobs. “Take all the time you need. I’m here for you.”
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redwaywardarcher:
Merida was lost in a daze of fists and the bag, so if someone had interrupted her he may have punched without thinking. She couldn’t feel the pain anymore, it hurt at first but then her fingers grew numb. Her breathing was labored, unsure of exactly how long she had been there and how long she had been going at it, “Probably a smart move.” She was out of control and she admitted it. Watching the girl the boy you loved, loved for so many years walking around campus toyed with her head. If one more person said they looked a like Merida was going to cut her hair off. A thought she never thought she’d ever think. Merida watched tenatively as Jack sat down next to her, she was already crying. Why was she trying to hold it back anymore? That was all it took, those few words from Jack. Sobs yanked her body, putting the palms of her bloody hands against her eyes, she lost control and balled.
Jack learned with Orion that poking the bear is not what to do. Asking if they are okay when they obviously aren’t wasn’t the way to go either. He learned to take an approach that was better on them and let them take it and be there for them. So that was what he was going to do with Mer. She needed to let it first then he was going to be there. When she started to ball he carefully wrapped his arms around Merida and let her cry. “Just let it out, Mer. Don’t hold it in.” He learned how to deal with anger with Orion and how to deal with sadness with Sally. Jack held her close smoothing out her hair, with Sally that helped but he wasn’t sure about Media.
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hunkydorynovak:
“Hands on the floor, butt in the air,” Dory chanted. “Got it.” Then she lowered herself down and mimicked the boy’s pose. “Whoo, it’s all topsy-turvy down here, haha!”
Jack waited for the girl to copy him before he spoke again. “We are going to hold the pose for 10 seconds. Then do this and hold it for 10 seconds as well.”
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Jack entered the room when he seen a light on, his curiosity got the best of him. When he seen the red head punching the bag with bloody knuckles he knew something was wrong with her. He put his hands in his pockets letting do her thing. When she spoke he shrugged his shoulders. “I was letting you finish before I got punched me in the face.” He took a step closer to Merida. “I’m not going to ask if you are okay, because you obviously aren’t. So, just talk if you don’t wanna, I’ll sit next to you hold and let you cry.”
Merida was trying to relieve some tension, of course she was tense. How could she not be tense…but she was pretty good at bottling it up until she was ready to explode. She was inside the gym hands all wrapped up, sweat dripping down her forehead, her hair tied up in a huge bouncy ponytail. Her fists pounded into the punching bag, again and again and again. Her knuckles we bleeding but she didn’t stop. If someone entered she didn’t hear them just kept hitting the bag, she felt tears stream down her face mixing with her bloody knuckles making the floor slippery, After several minutes of the pain the frustration she collapsed against the ground hugging the bottom of the bag, “Enjoy the show? What do you want?” She didn’t look up but she knew the person who entered had seen it all.
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“It’s not mine anymore.” Jack was on his fourth cup, maybe it was a good thing that the boy was using it for paint.
“Shoot… this wasn’t your coffee was it?” The boy said removing his paintbrush from the cup. “Sorry… muse hit me and I forgot my watercolors at home. I think it makes a great medium though. And it smells good.” He said trying to charm his way out with his famous grin.
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Jack turned to a girl tugging at his sleeve. It took him a few moments to process what exactly she was asking. It seemed liked a weird question but he did answer. “Yes you are speaking English.”
The nerves that nibbled at Pascal’s empty stomach as she walked through campus were both a mixture of good and bad. She was excited to be here… but this was all so very overwhelming, and she was still reeling from the twelve hour flight she’d just climbed off of. And she didn’t have a clue where she was at or where she needed to go. It took her all of five minutes to work up the courage to throw an ‘excuse me’ at a passerby, who shot the girl an expression close to a death glare and kept walking. Perhaps she’d spoken in German. Maybe Korean. She was tired, exhausted even. She hadn’t slept in a day – two days? The whole timezone thing was just as confusing as jet lag was. “Um, hello, hi,” she grabbed the sleeve of the next person in arm’s reach, an awkward laugh fluttering through her lips. “Could you tell me… am I speaking English?”
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Jack nodded agreeing with boy. “Back home it’s already getting cooler they are setting up for the best holiday.”
Little John was happier then he could have ever been. His two best friends were in the same place. The three musketeers we reunited, “I wish it would just really get chilly here. The whole chilly in the morning and then sweltering hot by noon is getting old.”
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sally-stitches-things:
Sally giggled sitting on the ground next to him nodding, “I’m sure it is but I can have fun just watching you do it.” She wanted to curl up into his arms but she stayed where she was so that he could keep doing his yoga.
Jack smiled softly. “I’ll get you to do it one day.” He laid flat on his back taking in a few deep breaths in the process. “it’s okay I’m just finishing up.”
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cpenthepodbaydoors:
Yes please! I’m still trying to learn all of the poses. There’s so many, how does anyone remember them all? Although, I guess the same could be said about dancing, but I’ve been doing that forever so I don’t remember how I remembered everything anymore.
Jack made a shrugging motion. “I’m not really sure. I never learned the names I just do the pose by memory. It becomes muscle memory when you do something everyday.”
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Jack sat down and relaxed listening to her speak. "Okay, okay. I won't make you do it but you know it's actually fun." He smiled patting the area next to him so she can sit with him.
pumpkinking-jackskell:
Jack chuckled softly. “With me as your teacher you wont.”
Sally giggled shaking her head, “I trust you with my live handsome but I am the klutziest person I know. I will enjoy watching you do it though.”
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