#(threads; roguexpogue JJ)

[turtlesaved]

continued from here with @roguexpogue

the   moment   the   gun   went   off,   everything   slowed.   a   sharp   pop,   the   heat   of   it   tearing   through   her   side   –   and   then   the   pain   came.   blinding.   paralyzing.   her   knees   buckled,   and   the   pavement   hit   her   before   she   could   brace   herself.   she   gasped,   the   air   burning   her   lungs,   and   her   fingers   went   straight   to   the   wound,   trying   to   hold   herself   together.   “jj…”   she   croaked,   her   voice   thin,   barely   a   whisper.   the   world   was   spinning.   the   sky   above   her   blurred   in   and   out.   but   then   his   face   was   there,   suddenly   –   panicked,   pale,   mouth   moving   too   fast   for   her   to   follow.   god,   jj,   what   did   you   get   us   into   this   time?   he   was   pressing   something   against   her   side.   it   hurt   like   hell,   and   she   hissed,   trying   to   twist   away.   “fuck,   jj!   that   –   hurts,”   she   breathed,   tears   springing   to   her   eyes.   “okay.   okay.   just…   not   so   hard.”   her   chest   was   heaving,   shallow,   quick   breaths.   her   mind   was   racing,   but   her   body   was   already   starting   to   feel   distant,   like   her   limbs   weren't   quite   hers.   she   heard   him   talking   to   the   dispatcher,   the   tight,   sharp   edge   in   his   voice.   he's   scared.   you're   scaring   him,   kiara.   “i'm   not…   i'm   not   gonna   die,   okay?”   she   managed,   eyes   locking   onto   his.   “don't   do   that.   don't   look   at   me   like   that.   like   it's   over.   i'm   still   here.” 

his   shirt   was   soaked   with   her   blood.   she   hated   that.   she   hated   that   this   would   be   another   thing   he   blamed   himself   for.   “it   wasn't   your   fault,”   she   whispered.   “you   tried   to   stop   it.”   she   saw   it   on   his   face   –   how   much   he   wanted   to   believe   her,   how   much   he   didn't.   “tell   my   parents   i'm   fine,”   she   muttered,   a   weak   smile   tugging   at   the   corner   of   her   lips.   “actually…   don't.   let   ‘em   freak   out   a   little.”   her   body   was   trembling   now.   she   hated   that   too.   she   was   never   the   weak   one.   never   the   victim.   sirens.   she   could   her   them   now,   close.   that   weird   pressure   in   her   chest   loosened   just   enough   for   her   to   breathe   again.   “i’m   gonna   be   okay,”   she   said,   like   she   was   willing   it   into   existence.   “i   am.   i'm   too   damn   stubborn   not   to   be.”   she   grabbed   his   wrist   –   what   strength   she   had   pouring   into   that   grip   –   and   met   his   eyes,   steady   this   time.   “you're   not   losing   me,   jayj.   not   today.   not   ever.   ” 

[mikaels0n-elijah-writing]

@roguexpogue asks:"I hate to admit it. I wouldn't have survived without you back there."

Elijah rolled his eyes at the fact the other spoke the next moment. It was obvious and a ‘thank you’ would be more appropriate, but in the end, the original vampire hadn't done it for that reason. He frowned slightly.

“So someone wanted to destroy the other side, but why? “ What was lurking there that the person was afraid of? And JJ would have been dragged into it. “Did you upset someone? “

[tvintedspvrkarc]

@roguexpogue liked for a starter from jo harvelle !

⸺ ❝ 𝗜'𝗠 𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗘 you'd recognize . . . from charming to alarming in seconds . ❞

[klldare]

Barry chuckled, shaking his head. “You dealing for me? Blondie, ain’t no way I’m trusting you with my stuff. Nah, sweetcakes, you gonna get something for me. You can do that, right? Get stuff that ain’t yours, right?”

"I'm not slinging drugs for you, Barry." He stopped the drug dealer right there. JJ used weed. He wasn't going to start dealing it. Knowing Barry he was moving harder drugs to make him more than a couple hundred bucks

[myriaed]

“can we just stay in bed all day?” kie

“… and miss the morning surf?” kie asked, similarly unwilling yet to move from her place in bed. tanned fingers threaded through sun-streaked blonde locks and she grinned down at jj knowing it would be a tough sell to choose between surfing and staying curled up in bed. “you sure?”

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[turtlesaved]

@roguexpogue asked "😳" from this prompt

the   chateau   had   become   a   second   home   for   kiara   over   the   past   few   months.   even   more   so   now   that   her   relationship   with   her   parents   wasn't   the   best.   the   building   provided   some   rest   bite   from   the   constant   arguments   and   inevitable   stress   that   accompanied   those   arguments.   she'd   just   emerged   from   a   shower   after   a   day   at   the   beach   –   no   matter   how   much   time   kiara   spent   on   the   sand,   it   always   shocked   her   to   find   grains   of   it   in   crevices   that   she   wasn't   sure   it   could   reach.   soft   white   towel   wrapped   around   her   body,   she   made   the   quick   trip   into   the   bedroom   she'd   been   allocated   and   shut   the   wooden   door.   thankfully,   she'd   laid   out   a   new   set   of   clothes   before   getting   into   the   shower   so   that   getting   dressed   became   a   relatively   quick   process. 

she   grabbed   her   phone,   pressing   shuffle   on   her   playlist.   bob   marley's   voice   effortlessly   made   it's   way   through   its   speaker.   slim   fingers   clicked   the   sidebar   to   maximize   the   volume.   the   aid   of   music   always   seemed   to   make   things   faster.   unfortunately,   it   meant   that   she   didn't   hear   the   voice   on   the   other   side   of   the   door.   or,   if   there'd   been   any   knocking   before   the   door   swung   open   –   just   as   her   towel   hit   the   floor.   panic   instantly   set   in,   slowly   followed   by   embarrassment.   kiara   scrambled   for   the   white   towel   that   had   been   dropped.   hoping   that   she   could   save   any   dignity   she   might   have   left,   before   turning   around.   “   jayj,   ”   she   started   before   clearing   her   throat,   not   wanting   to   convey   just   how   embarrassing   this   was   for   her.   “   how   much   did   you   see?   ”   the   question   comes   before   she   realizes   that   she's   not   exactly   sure   whether   she   wants   an   answer. 

[mikaels0n-elijah-writing]

Elijah smiled thinly at JJ's words. “We have all the time in the world, so I don't need action every night. Kol is different, Rebekah to some extent.” He tilted his head a little sideways as he opened the book again and tucked the bookmark inside. “If I don't have to kill, I won't.” He put his lips over his lips for a moment. “But I'm thirsty. I can show you my way of hunting, but you'll find it boring.”

"Now we're talking. Yeah. I'm stuck in a house full vampires that do nothing. One paints all day, you read. What kind of after life is this?" JJ leaned back on the couch. "My life was more exciting alive then it is dead. I was only twenty when i kicked the bucket. Ya'll spend eternity like a pair of grumpy old grandpas. Kol and Rebekah said you like to karate chop guys heads off with your hand. I got to see that."

@mikaels0n-elijah-writing

[crawlingforwardx]

"It's got multi-purpose." He laughs as he leans against his counter. If Robin were here, she would probably disapprove and call them both 'dinguses' for their efforts. "Nice," he said, watching JJ roll the perfect joint like it was a piece of art or some shit. "That should really be on a resume. Gotta respect the craftsmanship."

Turning toward a cupboard, he takes out some pringles and a few other snacks. "I had a nanny of sorts. She pretty much raised me while they traveled for work. Made sure I was fed and got to school and all that shit. Then I turned 13 and got this whole place to myself, basically." Which was kind of stupid on their part since no parents meant he could just throw a party in the middle of a school week and no one had been there to stop him.

"We've got regular and sour cream." He said, handing it off to JJ and chuckling when he made a duck bill out of two pringles. "That's one way to do it."

JJ laughs, a bright smile appearing on his face. "You're not wrong, bro." JJ began to lick the slim paper together that held the weed inside. Making sure it was nice and tight. He made two rolled ones. Putting one inside his container to keep it protected. JJ didn't understand why some people bought two story homes for a family of three. Especially if they were going to leave their kid in it majority of the time. Sounded like a waste of money to mortgage companies. "Did your parents give you a baby sitter when you were younger or did they just let you fend for yourself?"

"Pringles sound good right now." He took a few out the can. JJ flipped over one pringle on the bottom making a duck bill with two pringles. Putting them in his mouth together. Finishing up the joint.

[turtlesaved]

don't   get   mad.   kiara   wasn't   stupid,   that   was   a   pre-emptive   in   jj   code   for   doing   something   dumb.   though,   with   the   blonde   that   something   could   range   from   pissing   off   a   kook   to   ending   up   in   a   holding   cell   for   twenty-four   hours.   arms   cross   over   her   chest,   as   she   prepares   herself   for   whatever   he's   about   to   say.   “   it's   impressive   that   you   wanted   to   save   them,   ”   starting   off   with   the   positive,   was   probably   the   best   course   of   action.

“   but   throwing   that   small,   defenceless   creature   like   a   football?   ”   her   question   carries   a   tone   of   disbelief.   both   options   sounded   horrific.   she's   about   to   question   whether   he's   being   serious,   but   the   look   on   his   face   tells   her   everything   that   she   needs   to   know.   “   did   you   stick   around   long   enough   to   see   whether   it   was   okay,   at   least?   ” 

@turtlesaved liked for a starter

"Okay Kie, don't get mad. You know the sea turtle unhatched eggs you spotted after surfing the other day. They hatched. I saw them scurrying from seagulls. So, I stuck my surfboard in the sand. There was this one that was going to get snatched for sure. I picked him up, and football threw him into the water. I had no choice. He was going die by a seagull."

[lupaeusmoved]

⸺  ❝  𝗗𝗜𝗗  𝗡𝗢  𝗢𝗡𝗘  𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥  𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛  𝗬𝗢𝗨  𝗜𝗧'𝗦  𝗥𝗨𝗗𝗘  to  ask  a  lady  her  kill  count  ?  ❞  the  little  wolf  counters  ,  brow  lifted  as  plush  lips  upturn  at  the  corners  .  if  anyone  can  understand  blunt  curiosity  ,  it's  emma  martin  .  the  questions  hardly  phase  her  ,  amusement  painting  her  countenance  as  she  answers  each  one  .  ❝  yes  ,  but  with  one  exception  i've  only  killed  to  survive  .  no  ,  because  i  only  partially  shift  ;  i  haven't  ever  gone  while  shifted  ,  but  i  imagine  it  would  be  pretty  humanlike  .  ❞  bisker  irises  sparkle  with  amicable  incredulity  as  a  laugh  escapes  in  response  to  the  final  question  of  the  round  .  ❝  uhh  ,  not  generally  ,  no  .  not  that  i  notice  ,  anyway  ;  i  generally  head  for  the  shower  pretty  quickly  once  i  shift  back  .  ❞  

@lupaeus liked for a starter

JJ was curious after finding out Emma was a werewolf. "Have you ever killed someone?" He asked, prying a little. "Have you had to go to the bathroom as a werewolf? do you smell like wet dog after you turn back in the morning?" The pogue had a hundred of stupid questions.

[wcrldsapartx]

Technically Argyle wasn't on shift right now but his cravings, amplified ten fold by the joint he'd been smoking, brought him back to the pizzeria anyway. Standing outside while he finishes up his joint, he was thinking some pineapple pizza with jalapeños was sounding really tasty right about now. He could practically taste the sweet and spicy combo already as the purple palm tree worked its magic.

Higher than a kite as some blond dude approaches him, Argyle is as jovial as ever as he's addressed. "Heyyy, surf's up, my dude!" He greets with his thumb and pinky extended outward with his middle three digits curled down as he throws up the 'shaka' sign. "I sure do, brother, I sure do. I got some stashed in my van, I can hook you right up."

@wcrldsapartx liked for a starter

It was JJ's first time on the west coast. After he and his friends struck gold. He managed to live his dream. Surfing all over the world. He figured why not start in California. He never surfed the Pacific.

He spotted a guy outside a pizza place smoking. It didn't smell like a cigarette. "Do you know where I can get some of that?" The blond was heading in to pick up a pizza. A joint with pizza sounded good.

[mikaels0n-elijah-writing]

After a few minutes had passed, with JJ talking at him from the side the whole time, Elijah closed the book. His gaze went over to him. „Then please tell me, what exactly is a vampire supposed to do? Kill someone? Drink blood? Or educate themselves and enjoy infinity?“ He raised an eyebrow briefly. The book remained closed for the moment, but his finger was still between the pages. He was curious to see what JJ's answer would be.

@mikaels0n-elijah liked for a starter

"You got to get up from that chair, and do what vampire's do. What are you going to do read that boring ass book all night?" JJ said, making himself comfortable on the couch next to the stoic original. He started telling Elijah stories of when he was alive. The shit he and his friends got into just to disrupt his reading. "I just heard BAM BAM BAM! I thought I was dead right there, man." JJ loudly retold his story of how he and John B almost came into contact with the two bad guys that eventually were found murdered with a gaff hook.

[crawlingforwardx]

As JJ indicates that his name tag works, Steve shrugs and tosses the old JC Penney gift card back in the drawer. "Family Video will be thrilled to know that's getting some good use." He comments with a slight smirk before running his hand along the counter top. "Of course it is. Only the best of the best here at the Harrington's."

While JJ busied himself crafting them a joint, Steve walks over to the fridge and pulls out two beers for them. "Got some pringles in the pantry too for later," You know, when the munchies inevitably kicked in.

JJ walked around Steve's big kitchen while he digged for a card-like object for him. "What is this marble countertops?" He asked, Steve's place was about as nice as any kooks back in the banks. The only nice house he's been in is Kie's kook parents'. "It'll work, thanks." He took the name tag. Moving the lanyard out of the way, so it didn't get weed on it.

"Nice, you get the beers, I'll roll the joint." JJ sat back down, getting to work.

[crawlingforwardx]

Steve takes the offered bag, inspecting it a moment before setting it down on the coffee table and looking over at JJ. "Yeah, I leave all my credit card and bank info just lying around." He replies, heavy on the sarcasm before he starts sifting through a drawer. "Uh, I've got..." He pulls out a little orange and green rectangle. "My Family Video name tag." Of course, the pin on the back would probably not make it the most ideal tool for this. "Oh, what about an old gift card? Close enough, right? Here you go, make it work." He said as he passes it to him.

"Mhm," he hums. Sometimes he forgot how much time extracurriculars took up. "Sounds good, man. Pretty sure I've still got beer in the fridge."

"Yeah, yeah shut up Harrington." JJ handed him the one ounce bag of weed. "I gotta' roll them up. Do you got a credit card lying around. Something I can line the weed up in the paper with?" He asked, taking a seat at Steve's kitchen table. JJ was already setting up shop to roll a few joints.

"Oh, yeah." JJ kept forgetting she played trombone or something. "Alright, well...lets smoke a joint, and drink some beers in the meantime."

[crawlingforwardx]

"Well, you never can be too careful with all the shinies around here." All jokes aside, he knew that JJ would never steal from him. Even if his parents were loaded. "Geez, you should've led with that." Steve smirks as he steps aside for JJ to slip by him. He didn't smoke much these days, but he still had some grass from time to time.

Kicking back in one of the living room recliners, Steve shrugs. "She had band practice or some shit. She said she'd be by later though."

@crawlingforwardx cont

"Nah, I might be a mild klepto. I don't steal from my friends." The man had standards when it came to his petty crimes. JJ slid through the side door of Steve's house. "I brought us some weed." He started working two jobs in Hawkins. The Hideout at night, and Family Video during the day. That's how he met Harrington. "Where's Buckley?"