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[jslittlebirdie]

@alliecheer007-88 Just a little something for you as a thank you and because you are still waiting for your other piece. I finally found some inspiration, so I thought I'd use it. It's nothing special, but maybe it comforts you a little. J and I love you lots. I wish you nothing but the absolute best, sweet Allie. Even if some days don't go according to plan, you are always enough, you are always amazing and so so wonderful. Nothing will ever change that. Please take good care of yourself, darling💜

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It's one of those days. Far too stressful, far too long. Things are annoying and tiring. You rub your burning eyes as you type something into your calculator.

J knows it. He sees you, he sees his little lady. He has his eyes and ears everywhere. Even if he can't always be with you himself, he's still watching over you. And it's a bad joke.

When he climbs into your room through the window and sees you sitting at your desk, working, he clicks his tongue and shakes his head, his beautiful chocolate brown eyes gleaming with concern. He's immensely proud of you. For all that you are and do. But nevertheless he's worried about his love. You turn to him, tiredness clearly written on your face, but still you smile weakly when you see your beloved clown. His presence alone makes you feel a little calmer and you sigh deeply. "Hi, J."

He doesn't answer you. Instead, he walks up to you and scoops you into his arms. You allow him to carry you to the bed and gently plop you down on it before he then sits down next to you. "My little lady needs a break, okay? I don't like today. Not. One. Bit. But don'tcha worry, ya', um, teddy bear is here now." J chuckles softly and pulls you to him, onto his lap. He drops down on your pillows, his greenish curls a tangled mess, and takes you with him so you can rest on his broad chest. Warm, safe, loved. Home.

You let out a little noise and naturally cuddle closer to him, making him smile and hum contentedly. "Today sucked a lot..."

He shushes you and rubs your back soothingly. "I know. It's okay. We all have a bad day sometimes, just, ah, let it flow. Doesn't change the fact that y're my sweet girl and I...um love ya." He smooches your forehead with an extra loud 'mwah', leaving a red mark. His attempt to make you giggle. And it works. It always works. "I gotcha, sweets."

"Hmm... Maybe you are right. Thank you." You take a deep breath and lazily reach for one of his hands to hold it. J grins at your habit, he secretly finds it very endearing and cute, and lets you mess with his long, slender fingers. You trace his knuckles, calming not only yourself, but also him. You bring his hand to your lips to place a soft kiss on one of the pale marks, before interwining your fingers. "I love you too. I love you so much, Jack."

You two stay like that for a while, snuggled up close. You lying on his chest and listening to his calm heartbeat while you play with his hand. And J nuzzling his face into your soft hair while quietly humming the tune of your favorite song and actually enjoying the world slowing down a little bit. But it doesn't go unnoticed by him that you look at the clock on the wall and you start to move away from him. "J, I um...have to get back to work. I'm sorry, honey."

J groans dramatically. He understands, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't prefer to keep you with him where he knows you're safe and relaxed. He licks the forked scar on his lower lip and thinks. "How 'bout I stay and keep an eye on ya while ya work, hm? I'm gonna remind ya to take some breaks. Plus, you're gonna get some, ah, kisses. Gotta keep my little lady entertained, right? Distract her real good. Ha!"

Your cheeks turn pink at his comment, which makes him cackle in amusement. Oh, how much he loves teasing and flustering you. You playfully smack his arm as you sit up to get off the bed. "Well, aren't you just saying that because you are actually the one who wants kisses?"

"Hey! Watch it, toots." J smirks, maybe you're right, and he gently grabs your wrist to pull you back against him. You gasp when his lips crash onto yours and he brings you into one of these long and passionate kisses that make your head spin. Rough and soft, so distinctively J. He chuckles as he pulls back and sees you catching your breath, blushing madly. "Well, well... Now get back ta' work. I'm proud of ya. And I'm not going anywhere, okay?"

You smile, nod and give him one last kiss on his cheek. And with that, you sit back down at your desk. The short break with your clown gives you new strength, J's love and care give you new motivation that you so desperately need. You know no matter what, you're always together. He is a man of his word and you are a woman of yours. Together you can do anything. A little lady and her clown. So full of love for each other.

[in4ctiv3bl0g]

Hi, Antonia! 😁 I hope you have a great day today!

Omg 😭 hi, there Allie!! 👋🏻 My day was nice. Thank you so much 💙 I hope you have a great day as well!

I really like your blog! I love reading your self-ship posts with your J when I find time 🥰 you two are so cute! 💜

[in4ctivee3]

@alliecheer007-88

Drop The Game by Flume & Chet Faker (I don't understand the lyrics but the melody is nice and I like the singer's voice)

Ruled by Secrecy by Muse (the piano in this one!! asdfghjkl 😍)

Gotta Go by Chung Ha (lyrics in kpop songs are usually horrible but in this one are nice plus her voice is amazing!)

Elevator by Jonghyun (this song speaks to me)

Mauvaise Journée by Stromae (very beautiful melody)

Thank you so much for this ask, Allie! It was fun answering it! 💙 (I'm posting it here because I'm comfortable with my personal stuff being on this sideblog more than on my main)

[jslittlebirdie]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨

Hi sweet Allie🥺💕 Thank you so much for sending me this and for distracting me a bit from my bad mood. I'm sending you all my love and some really cozy J cuddles🤭

You & I - Seeed (One of the songs that make me think of J and I, and it's my favorite band.)

Like a Dog Chasing Cars - Hans Zimmer & James Newton Howard

Let's Groove - Earth, Wind & Fire (This song always reminds me of one of my childhood comfort movies.)

Thriller - Michael Jackson

Chase - batta (The second opening theme of the third season of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.)

[jslittlebirdie]

🌻 If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not! Let's get to know the person behind the blog 🌻

Oh, thank you so much for your ask, Allie☺️💕 Here are three random facts about me:

I'm pretty nerdy and I love it. Movies, books, games. I collect all kinds of stuff, my whole room is full of it. For example I have 44 Funko Pops and a big collection of Batman graphic novels (shhh, don't tell J). But I especially love my The Dark Knight things🥺

I was always one of the youngest in my year in school and now in university. I did my A levels/finals (Abitur) when I was 17.

I have a scar in the crook of my left arm from donating blood plasma regularly.

[jslittlebirdie]

@alliecheer007-88 This made me think of you and your Jack🥺💕

love is stored in the hand. love is stored in the hands that hold each other. it is stored in the hands that create art. it is stored in the hands that have the power to harm but don’t. it is stored in the hands that are warm and the hands that are cool. it is stored in the hands that do things for others just because they can. love is stored in your hands which express the desires of your heart.

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

Wayne thought perhaps Eddie had a cold after the third sniffle sounded from behind Eddie's closed bedroom door, and made a mental note to check the date on the back of the medicine bottle left over from the previous time sickness had struck the Munsons down.

But then he heard a muffled sob, followed by a whimper and a sniffle and then -

Wayne was up and out of his seat in seconds. Didn't hesitate as he rapped with a knuckle on the bedroom door. "Eddie?"

A rough sniffle, a quiet, "shit, shit" and then rustling before the door cracked open. Eddie looked rough; his eyes all red, his cheeks damp and sticky with tears, skin blotchy, some hair stuck to his face where he'd roughly smeared tears across his skin.

Wayne suppressed a sigh, motioned towards the bed as he let himself in, sat down with Eddie. He didn't say anything; Eddie would open up when he was ready to, and not before. If Wayne tried to pry, Eddie would put his walls back up so fast he'd never know that Eddie was ready and willing to let them down in the first place.

His blue eyes were soft as he looked at the boy he had raised so well - given the circumstances, Eddie had turned out beautifully - and Eddie cracked yet again, turning his head away so Wayne could only see the dark curtain of Eddie's hair. He pinched the bridge of his nose and Wayne let him hide in himself.

He'd come out of his shell when he was ready - clearly, he wanted to talk. If Eddie didn't want to, he would have left the room or otherwise made it known.

"Do you - " Eddie exhaled roughly, shook his head, his hair brushing the tops of his shoulders, "believe them?"

Wayne winced, immediately knowing what Eddie was referring to.

Freak. Cult leader. Dangerous. Devil worshipper. Drug dealer.

Only one of those things were true; Wayne didn't necessarily approve of it, but Eddie had his reasons and he trusted him. He defended Eddie against ignorant people every day and now he had to defend Eddie on his own behalf... it put a bitter taste in his mouth but he swallowed it down, focused on his Eddie. His kind, sweet, greatly misunderstood boy.

Wayne shook his head. "No, son. You know I don't."

Eddie choked and his head whipped around to look at his Uncle, eyes wide, glistening with tears.

Wayne continued. Had to hammer the moment home.

"You're innocent." At Eddie's incredulous look, Wayne smirked, "I've seen you cry at Bambi, my boy. It's just not in your nature to be what the town says." Wayne shrugged easily, raising his arm as he saw Eddie shuffling over. His boy folded himself into Wayne's side and Wayne rubbed his hand up and down Eddie's arm, squeezing him in a half hug.

Eddie sniffled and leaned his head on Wayne's shoulder, dark curls spilling over red and blue plaid. They stayed there together for long enough that Eddie stopped crying into Wayne's shoulder and slumped down until his head was on his lap. Wayne's hands found Eddie's hair and brushed his fringe away.

"More'n you know, Eddie." Wayne patted Eddie's shoulder, "You're more'n you know. S'bout time someone showed you."

Eddie wiped a hand over his face, sat up and gave Wayne a shaky smile. It was full of gratitude and affection, soaked his next words. "You do, dad. Every day."

Wayne's heart squeezed and now he was the one who wanted to cry.

Munson family tags @hellfirebabe @eddiemunsonshoney @alliecheer007-88 missfangirl-slightly-obsessive @bakerstreethound @gemstone-roses @sweetpeapod

[ace-modeus]

Some Joker fanart that I made a while ago. Thanks to @alliecheer007-88 for helping me with the tags and inspiring me to make this drawing.

[poetryforabrokenheart]

I just want to take a second to just flat out appreciate @alliecheer007-88. You have been literally amazing. Before you even followed you basically liked every single one of my posts and reblog most of the posts and I can't say how much that means to me.

Im a small blog here and to see someone like you want to help spread my creativity around this beautiful hellhole of a site is inspiring. You're the only person in my 'Biggest Fans' category and I couldn't be happier about it. I wish more readers and people were like you with how much support you give!

Thank you, I love you 💖

[jslittlebirdie]

@alliecheer007-88

That's definitely you and J🥺🤭💕💕 His little lady can curl up in his lap like a little kitty and then he will cuddle you contentedly.

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[mrjstories]

Happy Anniversary, Allie! “Let’s wind the clocks back a year…”

[jslittlebirdie]

Ahhh oh my gosh😭💜 This is so freaking cute and sweet. I would wish something like this for us. I wish we would write us small notes to make each other smile. I want to hide it in the pockets of his coat and when he takes out one of his knives or whatever, he'll find it🤧 Hmm, this thought makes me soft. And I remember one of my ideas for us was that he would leave me some of his playing cards with jokes scribbled on them, missing the punch line. I'm supposed to guess it and later he tells me the whole joke. His subtle promise that he will come back home to me in the evening🥺🥺

Thank you so much for showing me this and for thinking of us, sweet Allie. This actually made me a bit soft for him. I'm so very grateful to you, my dear friend🫂💜 And your tags!! You always kill me with your tags, in the best and sweetest way. Wahhh😭😭 Thank you so so much!

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

Once, as a half joke half serious statement, on an evening during which Eddie knew Wayne was home, he walked in to the trailer after Hellfire and called out a,

"Dad! I'm home!"

And without missing a fucking beat, Wayne stuck his head out of the bathroom with a fond smile and said, "hey, kid! Good day? Dinner's on the side."

Eddie stood there in the doorway of the trailer, all big brown doe eyes welling up with tears, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took some steadying breaths. "Oh, fuck, man." He laughed his tears away, trying to shove his vulnerability behind the mask of his reputation, but the way Wayne almost literally dropped what he was doing to go and give Eddie a comforting hug said everything they didn't need to find the words for.

They just knew.

After that, Eddie greeted Wayne that way on nights he knew his Uncle was home and during other times, he reserved calling Wayne 'dad' for when he most needed comfort and it became almost code for 'I Really Need You' and Wayne stepped up to the plate with no hesitations or even thought; instinctively, he cared for Eddie with murmurs of, "you're my boy".

The inflexion on the word 'my' was never missed by Eddie and he always expressed his gratitude by squeezing Wayne just a little harder.

The higher you fly, the lower you sink, but Wayne was there at every rise and fall, with open arms and listening ears and a place for Eddie to call home. No other word would do.

Munson family tags @hellfirebabe @eddiemunsonshoney @alliecheer007-88 missfangirl-slightly-obsessive @bakerstreethound @gemstone-roses @sweetpeapod

[jslittlebirdie]

Matchup Allie x J

Ah! I'm finally done! This is a personalized piece for my dear friend @alliecheer007-88 💜💙 I've never done anything like this before, so I hope it's okay. And I hope that I captured your and J’s relationship. I tried to use as many things as possible. But if you want me to change something up for you, don't be shy to tell me. I really want you to like it, Allie. I'll put it under a cut because, well, it's a lot. Maybe the length makes up for the long wait.

Wordcount: 3,643

The first thing that stands out is how small you are. 5'1.25", to be exact. That makes you about a foot shorter than J and he lives for it. He's a giant, a human giraffe as you lovingly call him. If you haven't already, expect a million pet names and height jokes. J knows them all. "Hey shortstack, what's the world like from down there?" and "Let's go, sweetpea. I'll give ya a ride, just hop into my pocket." He likes to manhandle you gently, whether intentionally or unintentionally. For example, you're in his way? J grabs you and puts you aside without further thinking about it, it just feels natural to him. Or you want to kiss him on the lips? J is a tease, he lets you struggle for a moment - you stand on your tiptoes and stretch upwards, your brows furrowed in concentration, something he finds very amusing - before he takes you in his arms and your lips finally meet. There's something about your height that he finds so incredibly endearing and cute. The way you perfectly snuggle up to his larger body when you're lying next to each other and cuddling. The way you fill his lap when he puts his strong arms around you and you hide your face in the crook of his neck. He just likes to have you close to him, to feel you. Especially when he is exhausted, mentally or physically. You comfort each other. Plus, your height only makes him feel more protective over you. J sometimes tells you how petite you are. Too petite and good for this dark and cruel world. You tell him that someone is bothering you, well, that someone is not going to bother his Allie anymore (don't worry, J never does more than you feel comfortable with. A good scare is usually enough). Also, he doesn't baby you, of course, you’re your own person. But he doesn't like it when you do things like jump on the kitchen counter to reach the cupboard. He doesn't like it. Not. One. Bit. If he catches you doing that, he'll give you the look. You promise him to use the stepladder next time. But you both know that this promise only lasts until the next occasion. J is not angry with you, though. He's just worried and he secretly swears to himself that he'll keep an even closer eye on you. His little lady means more to him than you may know.

J truly is smitten with you. He usually doesn’t care about the appearance of people, in a good and comforting way. But he can't deny it. You have him wrapped around your little finger, not that he would ever openly admit it. He adores you, the most gorgeous little lady he's ever laid his eyes on. "Well hello, beautiful. And you are beautiful." Your long dark brown hair falling down your back in soft waves. J loves to let his bare fingers slide through it. He loves kissing you, stealing your breath away, and then watching your cheeks turn pink. He chuckles. "Aww... Did I fluster you, toots?” He loves the way your pretty blue eyes sparkle when you look at him. It's been so long since someone looked at him with so much admiration and love. Well...when he thinks about it, you're probably the first and only one to look at him that way. And even if he doesn't admit it openly, it makes his heart flutter.

You both have freckles. The first time you bring it up, J is surprised, downright shocked. When did he let you get so close to him that you noticed? When did he give you a glimpse of the man under the makeup? Especially since he's usually so careful to cover it up. Not because he hates them, but because of something like, the Joker has freckles? But to be honest, it makes him feel a warm feeling in his chest about how attentive you are. You care. He realizes that he really must mean something to you, that you pay attention to all the little details. And not making fun of it. He just... He's not good at expressing his feelings… Besides, he likes your freckles too. He thinks they make you even cuter. When he's in a particularly playful mood, he'll kiss or boop your nose first and then trace your freckles.

You wear glasses and he likes to playfully tease you sometimes by taking them off and putting them aside. But J never crosses your boundaries. He adores you with and without glasses, he finds that they only add to your beauty. He knows about this thing, that your glasses are practically always dirty. Of course, something he can joke about. "Oh, your glasses have smudges on them? Does that mean you've been giving me dirty looks all day?" His cackling is priceless when he sees your reaction. But all jokes aside. Secretly, J carries a few extra cloths in his coat pocket to hand to you when you need to clean your glasses. Also, his coat is made of cotton and he sometimes allows you to clean your glasses on it. The only question is whether you'll find a clean spot and your glasses won't end up full of dust and soot and other substances.

You love to wear hoodies and sweatpants. Especially for the reason that you get cold quickly and often. J finds this amusing. You are his pretty snow angel, his little icicle. Whatever you wear, he thinks you're adorable. And he wants you to wear what you feel comfortable in, what you like and what helps you. But still, he'll tease you about it every now and then. That's just his nature. "You know, ya don't need that hoodie, you'd look better without it." He smirks and winks at you. "I can keep ya warm and I'm sure I can make my sweet snowflake melt."

And it doesn't go unnoticed by J how much you like his clothes. Because of him, you've developed a little obsession. His shirt, gloves, socks and coat. Just everything. You should try to steal them. Seriously. Maybe he acts a bit grumpy when he catches you doing it. But oh, how much he adores seeing you in his clothes. The way his way-too-wide shirt swings around your hips, the way he can just see your fingertips peeking out of the sleeves. He knows how small and petite you are. But when you get lost in his clothes, you look even tinier and cuter. After you steal his shirt a few times and he starts to like it more and more when you do it, an idea pops into his head. Secretly, of course. He has two more shirts tailored. One he can wear, one that is in the wash and one you can steal. Also, on days when you need some extra cheering up, he notices that he can make you smile by dressing you up like a doll with his clothes on. He empties his coat for you (he doesn't want you to get poked by a knife or something) so he can put it around your shoulders and he chuckles when he sees it's so big on you that it reaches the floor, a bit like a royal purple train. And you can't help but join in his laughter, forgetting your worries for a while when you're with J, your love.

You don't really like your voice, especially your accent. But J wants you to know that your voice is music to his ears. He doesn't mind your accent. On the contrary, when he notices that you speak with your accent, it kind of alarms him. Because it usually happens when you are tired or upset. So he checks you and the situation and intervenes if he thinks it is necessary. He will always take care of you. And if he hears you speaking with your accent in other random situations, he pays it no mind. Not in a mean way. He just doesn't care, he accepts it. Well, actually he likes it. Your accent is a part of you, of his Allie. And he wants the whole Allie. Oh, and when he notices that someone's making fun of you for it... Let's just say that he's going to have a one-on-one conversation with that person, a talk in private. He can't stand it when someone treats his little lady badly. Also, J doesn't want you to interrupt yourself or think you need to hurry up and get to the point when you're in a babbly mood. He wants to hear everything you have to say. It's important to him, it matters to him. He always supports you speaking up for yourself and you can talk to him about anything if you feel comfortable. He never judges you for anything. He wants to understand you.

You are a Star Wars fan. May the force be with you, right? Admittedly, at first J doesn't exactly know what to do with it. It starts with him picking up a few scenes every now and then when you're watching the movies and he's with you, tinkering with his stuff. He chuckles and throws in a few comments about how silly everything is. But when he notices how your beautiful eyes sparkle and how excited you get when you talk about your favorite characters, his attitude changes. He adores you and he loves to see his little lady happy and thriving. So he starts to take the time to really watch things with you. And it grows on him. J won't be such a fan and expert like you, but you can talk to him about this and that. His knowledge will grow, he remembers things that interest you and that are important to you. One of the many subtle parts of his love language. And actually, J likes the concept of the lightsaber a lot. He secretly imagines how good it would be if he had his own, maybe in purple. With it, he could probably take his cutting skills to a new level. All the mayhem and destruction he could cause with it, hehe.

J really adores you. He likes to watch you have fun and pursue your hobbies and interests. Sometimes you draw, especially him. When he sees it for the first time, he is a little surprised. Why do you draw him of all people? What is it about him that you think is worth putting on paper? He thinks of himself as having an ugly mug. When you hear that, it makes your heart ache, and you have to kiss him all over his face. You keep telling him how handsome he is, with or without makeup, with or without scars. And at one point he slowly starts to understand. It warms his heart and he tells you that you can draw him anytime if you make him look this good. When you're comfortable, J likes to look over your shoulder as you draw. He finds it fascinating to watch you work. You also like to read books. The best way to do this is to use J's lap as a pillow and let him slowly play with your hair while you read and he does whatever. On rare occasions when he is in the mood, you can also read to him or he can read to you. You think each other's voices are soothing.

You're picky about food. Sometimes it's because you don't like the taste, and sometimes it's simply because the texture or the way a dish was prepared isn't right. For others this often seems strange and you’re confronted with harsh and mean comments like that you shouldn't be so fussy and just eat it. But you have absolutely nothing to worry about with J. He is understanding and supportive, he never forces you to eat something you don't want to. Maybe because he can be a little picky himself. J is quite suspicious at first when he tries new food, which seems contradictory considering that he often whips up all sorts of ingredients to cook something that might be a lunch. But he only uses ingredients he knows. J remembers the things you like and that don't work for you. So when he goes out and brings some groceries to fill up the fridge, you can be sure that he keeps that in mind and he only chooses things that you both like and know. Also, every time he's been on a shopping spree, he brings you some of your favorite snacks just to see your beautiful smile.

J knows you. He is good at reading other people. He's observant and attentive. So it didn't take long for him to become fluent in reading your body language. He quickly learns how you act and react in certain situations. When he first notices that you start smiling in stressful or uncomfortable situations, or even laughing in particularly bad cases, he is only surprised for a brief moment. Then he got it and saved it in his memory. He recognizes the difference between your beautiful, genuine smile and the stress smile that never reaches your eyes. From that moment on, J double-checks your facial expressions and body language when he thinks you're stressed and nervous. As soon as he notices that you're not feeling well, he's by your side, trying to comfort you with his own unique methods matched to you. Until he sees that pretty smile of yours again, which he adores so much. Also, J does something similar, he tends to cover pain and distress with laughter.

Because of your ADHD, you have sleep issues. Often your body is tired and exhausted, but your thoughts don’t let you rest. You think of everything and nothing at the same time. But you are not alone in this. J struggles with his own sleep problems, nightmares and restlessness. Once you got to the point in your relationship, it didn't take long for you to establish your own special bedtime routine that helps you both. Most of the time, J holds you close and tight, his arms wrapped around you. His warmth and distinctive scent envelop you and you finally calm down. And it also calms him in a way to have you next to him, he feels safe in your presence. The two of you can talk until you are sleepy enough and finally fall asleep in each other's arms. Most of the time though, J stays awake or just sleeps lightly at intervals to keep an eye on you and protect you. A knife under his pillow and a gun on the nightstand, always at easy reach. He won't let anyone hurt his beloved girl. But when you notice the circles under his eyes and how little he actually sleeps, you worry about his health. J sighs deeply, but promises to get better. If either of you wake up in the night, nightmare or otherwise, the other is there for comfort. You comfort each other and by the time you two regularly go to bed together, your sleep has really gotten better.

Also, your ADHD sometimes makes it difficult for you to remember certain things. So you use a lot of notes, set a lot of alarms and stuff like that to help you. J quickly adapts to your system. He learns fast and does everything he can to help you. He also writes you notes and puts them in places where he knows you will find them at the right time, for example in your papers from school. Little notes, like "Don't forget to drink enough, toots" or "Don't put the bin of fresh clothes back on the bed." Always in his beautiful messy handwriting and usually with a smiley or something. Sometimes you will also find notes with jokes on them, his attempt to put a smile on your face, even if he is sometimes out for his job. And if you write him notes in reply and put them in the pockets of his coat, you can be sure that you are not the only one who keeps all the handwritten messages.

It happens from time to time that you lose the thread in the middle of conversations and you zone out. You don't do it on purpose, it just happens sometimes, even if you try hard to concentrate. And it makes you feel bad and guilty when you have to ask your conversation partner what they just said. It also happens when J is talking to you. He notices it in your absent look, like you're looking right through him, and how you just hum in response to his questions. But don't worry, you don't have to feel bad with him. He is always patient with you. He cautiously tries to bring you back to reality, maybe by gently squeezing your hand or shoulder. And if he notices you getting nervous about it, he'll shush you. "It's okay, darling. I get it. I can tell ya again and be shorter, okay? Or we can talk when you're ready." Sometimes he'll also ask you what you were just thinking about. If you want to talk about it, J listens carefully. If not, he's just trying to put you at ease. He wants you to know that it's okay. You're not upsetting him by doing this. He just wants to help his Allie.

You don't like certain sounds, like random mouth noises, slurping and things like that. They make you uncomfortable, a little annoyed and disgusted. Maybe it's a very mild form of misophonia. J, however, is the only exception. He often licks his lips because of his scars - maybe it's some kind of coping mechanism, he feels his cheeks with his tongue - he often clicks his tongue and he doesn't care much about manners when he eats - often he's so hungry that he truly devours his food. It takes him a while to realize that on bad days, these noises make you flinch. Because you don't want to be rude and tell him. He can't help it, he doesn't do it on purpose. So it remains unspoken between the two of you, but not left out of consideration. When J is with you, he tries to reduce making those noises. But it gets better for you. You're slowly starting to get used to it. Just like you're getting used to all of J's other quirks. It's a part of him and you want all of J. Slowly, the noises even become something comforting to you, they sound like home.

Admittedly, you are struggling with a lot of insecurities and doubts. You are introverted. You are insecure about your own personality, you think you are bad at interacting with other people. You see yourself as a pessimist and usually assume the worst. You think you are annoying J with your whole nature or when you ask him for help. Sometimes you are afraid that he will leave. But at this point I want to tell you something very important, Allie. You are so much more to J. Your insecurities are lies. He could never leave you. When he tells you that you complete him, he means it with all his heart. J is not a liar and you know it. He is a man of his word. He wants you to understand that. He wants the whole Allie. He accepst and wants you for you, just the way you feel about him. He doesn't care about the things you think are flaws, you are never a bother or burden. Never ever. No matter what. He wants to help you feel better about yourself and about the two of you. Your relationship is for the long run. You are his everything, his love. He would set the whole world on fire for his little lady. Even if he doesn't always say it out loud. He tries to show it to you. All his kisses and cuddles are meaningful. He really loves you deeply, like he has never loved anyone before. You are the calm to his chaos. His home. Your feelings for each other are very mutual. Even if his ways of expressing it are sometimes more subtle. But you are fluent in his love language, right? The point is, J is always there for you and he will always reassure you as much as you need.

Most of the time you don't like to show emotions in front of others, especially crying. You try to hide them, to mask them. J and you have this aspect in common. He is not a man who is usually open with his feelings. Of course, deep inside he feels, just like you do. But he doesn't care much about it. He keeps his feelings hidden and rarely lets them get the upper hand. It's only after his next "job" turned out to be more explosive that he realizes how tense and irritable he actually was. So he understands, he understands you. And J doesn't think you're weak or attention-seeking at all. Like I said, J knows you. He can read you and knows you're not like that. On the contrary, he wants to encourage you to let out your pent up emotions and for you to speak up for yourself. "What's eatin' away at ya, hm? You ah...can let it all out, Allie. It's just us. Ya don't have to hide anything. I've gotcha." It even goes so far as you have some kind of effect on him too. He realizes that he can trust you, that he can slowly lower his walls. Together, the two of you slowly get better.

J really loves you, Allie. Unconditionally and so incredibly much. You’re his beloved little lady. You two are such a lovely couple that belongs together. Forever and always.

[jslittlebirdie]

Allie ~ omg!!😭😭🥺💜💖💘❤️💕

This is such a wonderful and lovely gift. Thank you so much. You really made my day more special with this. I'm smiling and giggling like an idiot. I'm yearning and I'm soft for my J. Wahh!! All the details. It's amazing and I'll definitely read it again and again. I hope it's okay that I wrote a little answer. I just felt like it. I'm trying to enjoy this day a little. Thank you so incredibly much, sweet Allie. Thank you for being such an awesome friend!

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Hi, J. Yes, it is, hehe. You really remembered, huh? This means a lot to me. It's not that special though, it doesn't feel like it... But you just made me a bit excited. Okay, okay. *I smile at him, giggle a little and let him guide me outside. And I cover my eyes as he wanted me to do.* I won't peek, promise. I'm a woman of my word, ha. *I wait for his sign, then I put my hands down again and let him put on the headphones.* Oohh, fireworks? Just for me? This is definitely exciting! Well, um...may I keep the headphones? They're pretty useful for other stuff, pffft. But you're the most handsome man. *I'm blushing madly, look at the little box and open it, feeling really excited now.* You let me set off the fireworks? Really? This. Is. Amazing. This really is an amazing gift, my love. Ahh!! You're right, I've wanted to do something like that with you for a long time. Apparently my husband is rubbing off on me, hehe. Also, this is such a huge honor, you have no idea. *I cling to him, stand on my tiptoes and press a little kiss on his neck. I'm smiling like crazy.* You just made this day special, J. I can never thank you enough for this. I love you. *I carefully take the detonater out of the box and grin at him.* Are you ready, my darling partner in crime? Hehehe.

THE DARK KNIGHT (2008) dir. Christopher Nolan

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

When I get super frustrated with studying, I have a tendency to bang my head on my textbooks or, if I'm angry, it's the bare desk.

Just imagine Eddie seeing you do that and going, "nope, nope" and rushing over, literally dropping what he's doing to messily shove his hand between your forehead and the desk.

"Hey, hey, whoa, easy, Y/N," he pushes your head up, smiling down at you. His eyes are dark with worry, flicking all over your body to check you over. "Precious cargo in there, lighten up." He sits beside you, hand grabbing yours and his thumb rubbing over the skin on the back of your hand. "Talk me through, what's going on?"

He sits, he listens, and even if he can't do anything but that, it's already everything to you... even when you do give yourself a headache from the way you take things out on yourself, Eddie's there supporting you as best as he can. Tough love is something he's very good at, but he delivers it so tenderly that you don't realise he's scolding you until after the fact.

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