#//And Jesse is 16

[quartergremlin]

E4 Jess and Mikey

( if you're still doing the drawing prompts, if not that's ok)

yeah! sorry i was sitting on this one for a bit.

the kids absolutely adore their uncle jess

[theonethatwatchesalotofshows]

Lorelai when Rory has a house to herself while dating Dean: it's expected that you will have your boyfriend over. Come on, you have to do something bad when mommy's out of town! Throw a keg party

Lorelai when Rory has a house to herself while dating Jess: I think it would better if you stayed at your grandma's for the night.

[saltygilmores]

@frazzledsoul shared an absolutely baffling take that she spotted on Instagram . Someone claimed "People are so distracted by Jess' looks that they overlook the fact he is a calculator (calculated?) person only at the age of 16 it's alarming and SICK that Jess knew how to manipulate Dean and Rory's relationship to make them feel uncomfortable with each other! Jess did this to make Dean feel insecure and paranoid so Rory got progressively more distant and Jess can take Rory away from him!" Dean wasn't insecure and paranoid until Jess showed up? I smell a trash take! Lessgo! I notice Dean's supporters who blame Jess for being a big ol Ruiner seem to gloss over Dean's jealousy over TRISTAN (who was nothing more than a bully and a harrasser that Rory wasn't dating or even interested in). If everything was so dang hunky dory for Dean and Rory (Lol, that rhymed) before Jess shows up, what is Dean's excuse for being insecure, paranoid, and making Rory uncomfortable for the entire first season of the show, another 5 episodes of season 2 until Jess shows up, then another some odd epsiodes into season 2 until Dean and Jess even just meet each other or are simply aware of each other's existence? The first time we truly see the rivalry between Dean and Jess start brewing on screen isn't until Bracebridge Dinner (2x10), and then it heats up for realsies in A Tisket a Tasket (2x13). So before 2x,10, who was using their psychic abilities on Dean to "make him" treat Rory like crap for 30 some odd episodes? He treated Tristan with the same jealous contempt as he did Jess, and I would argue it was even worse. in fact in Love, Daisies, and Troubadors, Tristan grabs Rory's books without her consent while Dean is in the Chilton parking lot. All he has to do is see Tristan with Rory's books (that she didn't want him to take and was trying to get back from him) and he doesn't ask Rory any questions. His temper is instantly set off and he becomes scarily jealous in the school parking lot and starts raising his voice at Rory in front of hundreds of other students.

Not to excuse Tristan for being a bully. Poor Rory is exhausted and she should probably just give up on boys, run away and join a nunnery. But we're talking about Dean The Butt Forrester here. Just seeing another boy carrying Rory's books was enough to set him off.

Just a very select few examples of Dean being insecure, paranoid jealous, and just a garden variety asshole, and Rory's "comfort" with him, long before Liz stuck Jess on that bus to hell:

See, he's more than capable of being a butt clown all on his own! Sorry Dean Lovers, ya'll get five seasons worth of your lover boy and we only get 1 and a half of Jess. You can't use Jess as a "get out of jail free card" for every shitty thing Dean does.

[emmafallsinlove]

imagine nyc!rory and stars hollow!jess au……..

[whataboutsimple]

Some strange AU ideas..

I had this art of Gabriel for a while now, and had no idea what was I thinking back when drawing it.. but I know for sure that it's Old and New Order's hands! So I thought: "How about an AU where Gabriel is forced to be a hero?", so here we are.. tumblr have mercy on me.

Hope at least it looks good.

[autism-and-iasip]

Holy fuckinf shit

[pupkashi]

u can’t tell me this isn’t very satoru coded

[ratatatastic]

and for the other gaggle of finns spotted at the all stars charity golf event at oulu who werent part of the main golfing event but still showed up to interact with fans?

juice stopped by for a bit! and so did jesse!! and thats so important to me

Oulu All Stars Charity Golf | 8.3.24

[keefechambers]

just had a thought you gotta follow me on

jesse says that him and kelvin did martial arts together as kids

gideon's bedroom has TONS of belts meaning that while he was living at home he ALSO did martial arts

given their age spread...it's absolutely possible that teen jesse and young kelvin did martial arts together...and then also 20s jesse, teen kelvin and toddler gideon did too.

[slashhinginghasher]

Short followup to Audition Tape

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Boar bristles glided through damp hair with a soft whisper. Each stroke of the antique brush left the wavy tresses in its wake twice as voluminous as before. It would be a soft, black cloud around Marena's head by the time Jesse was done, like a blow dried kitten.

Predictably, his little kitten was crashing hard. Scrubbed clean and dressed in nothing but one of his cotton undershirts - which swam on her tiny frame - she had put up no fuss when he plunked her down on the sofa with a bowl of fruit salad and began the long, soothing process of brushing out her wild hair.

Jesse's plan to defuse some of her building tension had worked. So well, in fact, that she didn't even seem to notice Asa watching them from the doorway, arms folded and eyes glimmering in the low light. She just kept eating her fruit one piece at a time with a toothpick, looking at nothing in particular and letting Jesse move her head however he wanted.

"How did Cricket like the show?" Jesse signed, a little awkwardly around the brush in his hand.

"She didn't," Asa replied simply. Jesse chuckled. For a person who had spent so much time around the Collector and the Collection, Cricket still had a remarkably delicate constitution. He suspected Asa preferred it that way.

Sensing the other man's growing impatience, Jesse set the brush aside and burrowed a hand into Marena's hair. Thumb on the soft spot at the base of her skull, the other four fingers gently scratching her scalp. It was like hitting an off switch: shoulders drooped, head lolled, and she slumped back into him with a little huff, leaving him barely enough time to catch the bowl of fruit as it slipped from her insensate fingers.

"Cute trick."

"Thanks." Jesse shifted the sleeping girl into a better position in his lap. "It only works under very specific conditions."

"The college girl?"

Always straight to business with this one. (Unless that business interfered with him fucking Cricket.)

"All boxed up and ready to play."

"Good. And the boy?"

Still lying in a puddle of his own skull where he and Marena had left him.

"I've been busy." Jesse dragged a thumb over Marena's lips, still kiss-swollen and bitten red.

Asa snorted.

"Do I need to disinfect anywhere before sitting down?"

"Might wanna give the island a once-over," Jesse replied with a grin.

After finishing in the hallway, he'd laid Marena out on the marble surface and licked the cum from her pussy until her spine arched like a strung bow, then spat it into her mouth before dragging her off to the shower to have his way with her again. By the time she'd been rinsed of blood, hair washed and conditioned, Jesse had cum twice more and Marena had been given three for each of his one. She hadn't even been able to properly wrap her shaking legs around him by the end, the pressure of his hips and the deep, filthy grind of his cock in her pulsing cunt the only thing keeping her off the shower floor. Body quivering and little toes curling under the onslaught of pleasure, she'd only made the smallest sound of protest when he'd slipped a soaped up finger in her ass to the last knuckle.

Fuck, he was hard just thinking about it again, waxing nostalgic about the debauchery he'd waged not thirty minutes earlier. He'd been hoping to get another round in before unboxing "Mel" down in the basement, but clearly that wasn't going to happen with Mr. Punctuality tapping his foot impatiently.

They were on vacation, for fuck's sake. There wasn't even a schedule to be punctual for.

Asa had one hand spread on the kitchen island, brow furrowed as it always did when he was deep in thought. He could have been envisioning Cricket; god knew the two of them had had her bent over that very counter more times that Jesse had bothered to count. But the sidelong glance at Marena's bare legs as Jesse swept past to deposit her in the bedroom had him suspecting there might be a new player in Asa's depraved little mental circus.

A chink in the armor that Jesse would take great pleasure in chipping away at.

"Sleep deep," he signed against Marena's skin as he settled her sleeping form on the bed. "I am FAR from done with you tonight."

[stewy]

my throat would NEVER form a sentence around him 😭😭😭

[sensurround11]

A friend of mine has this theory that everyone has an internal, spiritual age (that doesn't match their physical age (except for exactly one year in their life)). So I present: The internal ages of the Kings Row boys:

Aiden: 27

Bobby: 12

Dante: 33

Eugene: 21

Harvard: 45

Kally: 75

Nicholas: 6

Seiji: 67

Tanner: 14

[auntiejohn]

the demetra affect is real and I am a victim of it

[saltygilmores]

Milo discusses the inconvenience of living with Peter Petrelli’s hair.

[ankmankpank]

Jjjust to lett y’all know, officially Aaron T. is a ESFP, Robaire is ENFJ, Tae is INFP, Jesse is ESFJ and Aaron Z. is ISTP but I think he’s more of a ISFJ??

Looked up their personality types and I couldn’t place Z.’s anywhere so I just took the test 4 him ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[aishangotome]

Main Story Chapter 16-20 (LIGHT ENDING): Before the Storm (暴雨來臨前) | Light  and Night 光與夜之戀

Chapter 16-17

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I was pushed by a force and moved forward uncontrollably.

I ran out with all my might, and the sound of fighting behind me became smaller and smaller.

I did as Evan said, through the corridor in the growing wind and snow, down the stairs, and there were two hundred meters to the exit!

The light at the end became brighter and brighter, about to announce my victory. Then I went down the stairs, but there was a wall in front of me, and the white light just now disappeared.

You: What's going on?!

I didn't dare to move rashly, but the whole castle started to shake at this moment, and the strong fear made me anxious. Suddenly, the outline of a door appeared on the wall in front of me.

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There was no other way, this was the only way. Even if it was a trap, I should take a gamble. I walked over cautiously, pushed open the door, and a dark muzzle was pointed at me, the sound of the bullet being loaded.

My heartbeat suddenly stopped, I closed my eyes in fear, and raised my hands. The gamble failed. However, the expected gunshot did not ring out, and I heard a low laugh.

I hesitated and opened one eye, snap - a white light came on, illuminating a pair of familiar eyes.

The man was wearing a black trench coat and looked at me with his side face raised. The wall behind him was covered with red chemical formulas. Osborn?!

Osborn: Why are you here?

He put the gun back into his waist, suddenly frowned, his eyes fell on the placket of my chest, and I realized that there was blood on it.

You: I'm fine, it's just an accidental stain.

Osborn: Don't talk yet.

He made a hush gesture, and I obediently covered my mouth, and sure enough, I heard faint footsteps. After waiting for several minutes, the sound disappeared completely.

I let go of my hand, just about to ask something, Osborn took off his coat and wrapped it around me. Only then did I realize that I was trembling all over.

Osborn: Are you still cold?

You: Not cold anymore, why are you here?

Osborn: Investigating something.

He walked quickly to the only bookcase in the room, opened the drawer, folded a piece of paper, and put it in his pocket.

I quickly realized something was wrong. This is clearly an illusion, how did he get in?

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but blurt out--

You: Do you know this is an illusion?

Osborn paused for a moment, then nodded.

Osborn: Yes.

How could he--

Osborn: I have a talent, did you forget?

That's true, but a doubt suddenly flashed in my mind, yet I didn't catch it.

I walked towards him quickly, but the ground shook violently at this moment.

I supported myself using the wall, but didn't notice the chandelier above my head, along with the crystal pendant, pouring down.

Osborn: Watch out!

Osborn's eyes suddenly turned red, but only one, and the chandelier exploded in mid-air. I stared blankly until the pale green color reappeared in that eye.

You: Are you from the blood clan?

Osborn: Mhm.

Osborn: It's just--

You: What?

He shook his head, frowned, and pointed in the direction of the exit.

Osborn: This place is collapsing badly, and the exit has been distorted.

Osborn: It seems that the owner of the illusion is now on the verge of being lost between reality and illusion.

You: Lost?

My heart skipped a beat, I remembered the rules of the illusion, if you get lost, you will be trapped in the illusion forever.

Osborn: We have to get out of here, the more irrelevant people appear, the more the illusion will collapse.

Osborn: The faster you leave, the more time you can buy for the master of the illusion to escape.

You: Okay!

Osborn pulled me up and shuttled through the castle.

Osborn: Where did you come from just now?

You: This staircase ahead.

Osborn: This should lead to all guest rooms, and--

His eyes tightened, as if thinking of something.

You: How do you know this leads to the guest room?

Osborn: I'm a bounty hunter, what place haven't I been to?

Osborn: Let's go.

Back on the second floor, the wind and rain were heavier, and the rain water quickly froze as soon as it touched the railing.

Osborn: It's really fast...

There were footsteps behind me, I turned my head, but I didn't see anyone.

Osborn pulled me and stopped in front of a wall.

He stared at the wall, his brows furrowed, as if there was a fierce battle going on in his mind.

You: What's wrong?

Osborn turned his head, his expression serious.

Osborn: Illusions can easily change with the mood of the master, and the human eye is easily confused.

Osborn: Close your eyes.

You: Me?

Osborn: Hmm.

You: ...Okay. How many numbers do I countdown from this time?

Osborn: 10.

Osborn: Hold my hand tight, let's go.

I closed my eyes and gave myself to Osborn.

After confirming that the girl had closed her eyes, Osborn took a deep breath and closed his eyes as well.

Two seconds later, he opened his eyes suddenly, and kicked the wall with a bang - an invisible door actually opened.

Holding the girl's hand, Osborn walked into the room, vigilantly looking around.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on an old TV cabinet, his eyes lost for a moment.

Osborn: .......

You: Osborn, what's wrong with you?

Osborn: It's okay, keep counting.

Just as he was about to investigate, the tip of his foot suddenly touched a hard object - he looked down and saw a watch, the hands of which stopped forever at a certain moment.

Osborn: He actually kept it.

Memories flooded back uncontrollably.

The feeling of walking in here for the first time came back after many years.

The condescending hospitality, the bitter sarcasm, the unrecognized identity, the shady relationship.

And those red eyes staring at him from afar.

The same bloodline gave birth to different destinies.

But the so-called fate is false, he has no fate, he only makes choices.

Osborn suppressed the turbulent memories, calmed down, and shuttled through the castle according to his memory.

He remembered that the boy took him like this at that time, all the way to the door.

But the wall in front of him is solid, could it be that the memory is wrong? He recalled carefully again, a faint red light flickered, as if trying to escape his eyes.

Osborn raised his head suddenly, his eyes also lit up.

Osborn: So that's how it is.

Osborn hugged the girl, with a faint blue flame burning in his palm.

Osborn: Y/N, hold me tight.

The increasingly hot fire continuously melted the frozen ceiling, and light seemed to penetrate.

Osborn: Get ready, we're landing!

The moment the voice fell, he picked up the girl and jumped towards the skylight where the light was gradually shining.

Bang - As soon as he jumped out, raindrops fell, and the huge stained glass window and the entire villa collapsed!

Like a childhood nightmare that had been haunting him for a long time, all of them disappeared in his mind.

Thank you, the memories that once made him miserable.

At least, after many years, I helped him once.

Osborn looked back at the phantom that had disappeared, smiled brightly, and walked towards the light.

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16-20 (NIGHT END) | Return to Masterlist

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