#jackven

[emixion]

having the same blog for so long is genuinely so wild bc like i’ll be going through old posts from when i was a kid and i’ll see something like this-

-from like a decade ago AND IT’S LIKE. WHO’S GONNA TELL HER?

[nixotinix]

Drawing some of my favourite Monster High ships part one!

This one is technically only *half* monster high ship- it's a rarepair I was introduced to via my friend and gam gam @emixion , so props to her! The ship itself issssss..

Jackson Jekyll x Raven Queen! It's like Raven x Dexter, but not bad (imo). And since em talks about it quite a lot, I wanted to draw a little something something for her ;)) anyways, enjoy the art!

[adashulaz]

The first chapter of one of my fics because I'm having writers block

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53912008/chapters/136460626 - the link for the fic

She looked over the book. The page where the ladybug and black cat miraculous combine. She looked at the small creature floating before her. “This combination can grant me a wish?” She rested a hand against the page. The small creature only nodded. “Any wish you want.” The small creature was curled up slightly. She only offered a small smile.

“No need to be scared, my wish won't harm anyone.” She closed the book. “Now tell me more about your powers.” The small creature only nodded.

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The Guardian was sitting before the miracle box. The markings were glowing. He knew what that meant. A miraculous was being used for evil purposes. He put a hand on the glowing marks. The butterfly miraculous was in the hands of someone full of negative energy. He removed his hand and opened the box. Small drawers opened on the side while the top had small sections for different jewels. Two sections were empty, the peacock and butterfly miraculi were both missing.

He looked over every single one of the jewels. His eyes landed on a pair of earrings and a ring. He stared at the jewels for a moment. They were the strongest miraculous in the box. Together they could make a wish that could change the course of the world. The small god-like creatures that were bonded to these jewels were there since the creation of the entire universe, their siblings joining soon after.

If those jewels were put into the wrong hands then everyone would be in danger. Still they could be the only hope of fighting against the villain. The butterfly miraculous could create heroes or villains based on a person's emotions and the holder's motives. So he grabbed them before standing. He closed the box and walked to the door of his shop. Hopefully the battle will be quick and easy.

When he left the shop, two of the small drawers in the miracle box started to glow. A deep red and a light gray. Then the two miraculi left their drawers and left the shop. Flying through the air, finding their new holders. If Tikki and Plagg can have new holders then so can they.

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It was the start of the new school year. The school was merging with another school. He couldn't remember the name of it as he ate breakfast. Once he was done, he went back to his room to get dressed into proper clothes and got ready for the day. He looked at the clock and froze for a moment. He had ten minutes before classes would start. He grabbed his bag and rushed back downstairs.

He couldn't see his parents anywhere, he assumed they must be in the restaurant. He rushed down the steps to the restaurant. He saw his parents in the kitchen. “Bye mom.” He quickly kissed her cheek. “Bye dad.” He did the same thing to his father. Then he rushed out of the door.

He only slowed down when he reached the curb. The sidewalk meter was red so he watched as the cars drove by. That's when he saw an elderly man crossing the street, he stared in confusion for a moment before he saw a car coming. The old man was going to get hit. He glanced around for a moment, no one else seemed to notice what was going on. He looked back at the old man and the car.

He bit his bottom lip before rushing to the old man and dragging him to the curb. The car drove by without any issues and the sidewalk meter turned to green. “Are you ok?” He looked at the old man in concern. The old man only gave a gentle smile. “I am alright young man, I guess my eyesight isn't as good as it used to be.” The old man gave a soft chuckle.

Hopper only smiled at that. “I guess well bye, I have to get to school.” Hopper rushed off to the school which luckily was close by. The old man only watched him, a smile on his face. He found the perfect ladybug miraculous holder.

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Holt walked up the steps to the school, his brother told him that he'd cover for him. Which didn't last long because he could hear a car pull up. He looked at the car, his mothers assistant exited the car. “Holt, please come back. Your mother never gave you permission to go here.” The man's voice was full of concern. Holt only frowned at those words.

He rolled his eyes and turned around, his back to the assistant. That's when he saw an old man on the ground, reaching for his cane. Holt stared at the old man. If he helps the man then he loses his chance to go school. If he doesn't help the man then he'll feel like a shitty person. He looked at the doors of the school before turning around and rushing to the man. He grabbed the cane and helped the man up before giving him the cane. “Here you go sir.” Holt patted the man's shoulder. The man only gave a small smile. “Thank you young man.”

Holt only nodded before turning around. His mother's assistant stood near the stairs. He walked towards the man and got into the car with him. The old man watched as the car left, a smile on his face. He found the perfect cat miraculous holder.

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Raven sat in the school library. Her school was now merged with their rival school. She didn't understand why but she was assuming it was to help with the budget. She only sighed as she looked over the book in front of her. She kept losing focus whenever she tried reading. She closed the book and leaned back in the chair. That's when she heard something hit the leg of her chair. She looked down and saw a small choker.

“Raven! Where are you!” Maddie's voice echoed throughout the library. She stared at the choker for a moment before grabbing it and shoving it into her bag. She can also put in the lost and found later. She got up from her seat and walked to the entrance of the library. “I'm right here.” She gave her friend a smile. Maddie only grinned and grabbed her wrist, dragging her out of the library.

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Jackson was laying in his bed. He had a pair of headphones with his eyes closed. He had a massive headache so Holt gave him a pair of headphones to block out all of the noises in their house. Including the small creature Holt now had, sadly he doubted anything would cover the smell of the cheese the creature ate. So Jackson pulled his blanket over himself. It helped dull the smell. He got himself comfortable and relaxed.

That's when he felt something hit the back of his head. He groaned, he was close to falling asleep. He stuck an arm out from under the blanket and grabbed the object. That's when confusion hit him, it was a necklace. He doesn't wear necklaces and Holt doesn't share his jewelry. Jackson pulled the necklace under the blanket with him and stared at it for a moment. Without his glasses he couldn't make out much besides the fact that the string was pink and the jewel was gray.

He decided to shove it under his pillow and got comfortable once more. He could ask Holt about when he wakes up from his nap. Maybe it's an apology for forcing him to deal with two annoying things at once.

[emixion]

if i speak…

You know It's a good ship when they're yellow x purple 💛💜

Real the best dynamic

[rose-of-oz]

OC Ship Game: Jackson and Steven?

Thanks so much for this, Charlie!! Also gonna tag my other Descendants moots @dancingsunflowers-ocs, @ginger-grimm, and @ginevrastilinski-ocs!! <3 <3

height difference | mutual pining | first kiss | first love | wedding | in-jokes | lgbt+ | family disapproves | friend disapproves | would die for each other | fake relationship | arranged wedding | cuddlers | pda friendly | and they were room mates | holding hands | secret relationship | opposing world views | opposing personalities | opposing goals | getting a pet | have a kid in an au | want kids | grow old together | previous relationship failures | rests head on shoulder | share a bed | token dummies | relationship doubts | they have a song | first date | share a jacket | sharing a blanket | mutual interests | study buddies | bathing together | crash-into hello | accidental nudity | laundry | same hobbies | cooking for each other | big fancy gala | sibling rivalry | hair stroking | dancing | laying in the grass | watching stars together | watching the other sleep | shared values | friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | lovers to enemies | childhood friends | slow burn | love triangle | toxic relationship | sitting on each other’s laps | can’t be together | hugs | forehead touches | neck kisses | car/motorbike rides | compliments | nicknames | falling asleep together | late night talks | gifts

send me an oc ship!!

[thecrazyworldbuilder]

Knownlands

(this is my first try writing a story in english, don’t judge me much, I still won’t take your criticism.)

Terry Mairondil Notasmith was a human. But, despite being such, he needed a certificate which proved that. Why? Because the bastard was looking like an elf.

Terry was born a human in a family of Jackven and Liana Smith. His father Jackven was a fair person from the family whose profession at general through generations was working with metal. In other words: smithing. What occured next was pretty awkward: with the birth of Terry Jackven and Liana became separated from their families, because of the thing known as “traditions”. Which in reality was nothing but a hassle between Terry’s grandfather and Terry’s father.

...after the argument with his father, Jackven spit him into the face and said he didn’t want to wear his family name anymore, and that he never wanted to be a smith. From then, Jackven Smith became Jackven Not-A-Smith, and after that Jackven Notasmith.

Terry was a human. A little, rarely ill but skinny child that was always in trouble or at least some situation that could be called an adventure. When the skinny child became an even more skinny young man, Terry Notasmith somehow made his way to college.

Well, it wasn’t really a college. It was more like a big ruined library where once teachers of magic, languages and sciences were settling. The place was known as Airaheren, which in rough quenya meant “The Old Order”. Sometimes, among locals, it was called Airahacca, which in the same rough quenya translation meant “The Old Ass”.

This place consisted of an old library with a hole in the roof. Well, that’s what everyone was saying. Actually it was a whole little town of ruins. The reason everyone was mentioning only the library was that it was the only thing seen from a distance. No one ever wanted to come near the town, at least because of the smell. That rich, dense smell of rotting wood and unpleasant fog.

No matter how much the students and the teachers (Although there was no real difference between both fractions: if you were able to teach someone something he can’t do you were automatically granted the rank of a teacher. The idiots who came there hoping they will learn everything about the world and his mysteries in fact learned how to bake perfect pancakes out of almost nothing but flour and water, knot, play goblin stab-eye poker and be a farmer out of sheer hunger.) tried to keep the books safe from moist and other damage, almost half the pages of every single book were rewritten from memory and fixed so many times they were almost incoherent. And knowing the people in the Old Order weren’t well and good in terms of grammar, not talking about foreing languages, the instructions were always unclear.

Airaheren was called this way by the gang of teachers with real education who survived college just because they sat in the far corner and their professors didn’t even suspect they existed. So yeah, they gathered there in the ruined town and said something like “Fuck academics, let’s edu ‘em villagers and pals ‘round ‘ere for “free”!” Basically they soon became the aristocracy of the town, but very fastly after that died from the unintendedly poisoned meals. I mean, they weren’t even cooked right.

“The Old Ass is the worst place to live, lad-” Said someone to Terry Notasmith. “-unless someone’s a bastard idiot like you.”

Jackven Notasmith was a horseman. He had a little farm with horses where he was breeding them and training to be good horses. A good horse is the one that will develop trust in his master. To achieve that, Jackven gave his horses such a treatment they were ready to serve anyone but him.

The birthday gift on Terry’s sixteenth birthday was a horse called Cab, which was short for Cabbage. The criteria Jackven was giving his horses names was simple: the level of their intellect. Cabbage had as many brain cells as an average cabbage had.

With Cabbage Terry left his father’s farm for good, for the reason the slim young man was always hungry and was threatening to make his father bankrupt, because he was paying the cooking lady Gin for every meal she cooked for the family. Meaning he had to pay twice.

Terry’s second name is in quenya, and means “A friend of horse/Horse’s friend”. He chose it because he thought it sounded cool and would fit him well.

Four out of five people in the Old Ass had a second name they made up themselves. Let me give you several examples of what their names meant in general: “Great King Gold”, “Black Bird”, “The Most Beautiful”, “The Most Great and Beautiful”, and the most interesting name out of all was Ainoculomornaingaran, which translated as “Godgolddarkking”.

The Old Ass was a foggy place in a valley filled with woods. The once ruined by unknown cause unknown city was fixed to the point of “...well you can’t say it is deserted now eh?”.

Terry was a human. But he was looking like an elf. Not only looking like an elf, but smelling like an elf, feeling like an elf and, after all, being an elf. The only problem was that it was an accident and nothing more - he never wanted to be an elf. A magical accident on one of the transformation classes and poof - he is an elf.

Shapeshifting, polymorphing and transformation. Oh yeah, there is a difference. Shapeshifting was changing not the shape only but the material. You see, a shapeshifter can turn himself into a female, for example, or to turn into some different species. But the problem would be the essence would stay the same: a creature capable of changing its form. You will look like an elf for example but won’t be one in fact. Polymorping is turning anything into anything by changing everything. Like, to turn a rat into a glass for wine. The deal was the rat’s soul would be still intact. Meaning, the glass will think, and it will think it is a rat. And then comes Transformation: it means you change everything and all and the essence. You could turn a human into an elf, and they will feel like one, they will behave like one as if they were always like that. (Actually the mages weren’t fully understanding the differences between all the types of turning one thing into another. There were many fancy words like transmutation, morphing, photoshopping… And et cetera.)

You can get one and the same result by going different ways. As you can go to the food store by foot, on a horseback, or else more creative ways. You can take different paths and all, and that’s the thing. Same goes with magic. You can turn a man into a frog, says a witch, by turning most of the material in his body into air and the small part into the needed shape (that is the reason some transformations are followed by a slight blow of wind, which strength demands on the difference in size of the shape before the transformation and after.) or you could condense the material and turn it all into one big and heavy frog size of a large yoga ball.

Alright, er, Terry was an elf now. And then his second name came in handy, and it was, counting by elven standards, pretty normal, just unusual. If a normal elven name was Jon, then Mairondil was something like Humpfrey. On the other hand, the names of the students living in the Old Ass would sound the same way as if you called your son Frying Pan, or The Obsolete King. The range, I agree, was wide.

Yoga balls in Knownlands were made out of the strange material called maxas, coming from the realm of Abyss, and the most close thing it was familiar to was wood resin. Though the ripoffs of yoga balls were made from the bladder of very big boars and covered in the mentioned above wood resin.

Terry Mairondil Notasmith was missing sleeping. Yeah, he could close his eyes, but no, his thoughts were always clean and reasonable. Even alcohol didn’t help. The reasonableness of his thoughts were slowly making him ask himself “Why in the name of gods I am in this place?” more and more times a day. Now, he was questioning himself approximately fifteen times a minute.

...it was a misty, like, a really misty morning when everyone in the Old Ass was sleeping as tight as corpses. Cabbage neighed loudly, received a professionally delivered slap on the rear from Terry (who didn’t sleep this night but was forced to lay in his bed because “Dude turn off th’fuckin’ ‘andle, whatcha doing? Readin’? Y’can read? Oh. Then fuck you. Go sleep. And I don’t ‘are you’re an elf now y’sonuva pineapple.”), and when his beloved master sat in the saddle, started making his way as far away as possible from the Old, Stinking Ass (Airaima Horrofanyada-Hacca in rough quenya translation, of course.)

Terry had a great plan, an incredible plan. It was: to get out of the freaking town and catch the spirit of adventures by its tail and hold it, letting it carry him anywhere where he would feel happy.

[palettekeen]

Draven x Jack, Jackven

-tired

[emixion]

I am so glad you asked!

Jackson x Raven aka Jackven :]

Anyone got any EAH/MH crossover ships? I just love finding new rarepairs and crackships

[emixion]

What made you jump to Jackven as a romantic pairing?

Oh god where do I begin.

Back in 2015 (DEAR GOD) I read a fic where they interacted. It made me notice how much I liked their dynamic. I’ve always entertained the idea of them getting along should there ever be a crossover, but that fic, even though they were not love interests, made me think “oh my god, they’re PERFECT for each other!!”

I was still pretty into dexven/frackson at the time, but they felt mmm…off, let’s say. Like they weren’t the right fit. But Jackson and Raven just clicked for me. It felt like, “oh, of COURSE!”

I feel like there’s many reasons why they work so well. They both unwillingly take the role of the school “pariah” in their respective shows and cope with a cynical and sarcastic sense of humor. They both are deeply empathetic people yet struggle to find anyone in their respective communities who empathize with them. As someone who regularly pokes flaws in the social logic of each show, I feel like each of them are the "sane" on, meaning they do not subscribe to the level of complacency that I feel like most of the two casts do. For example, I could see Raven being very serious about Jackson's music trigger and Jackson being very unimpressed by the royals. I feel like there would be a level of understanding and respect between the two that is hard to find in other dynamics involving these characters. Also...they are ABSOLUTELY each other's type. tldr; after reading them interact in a fic, it felt like a natural next step for my interpretation of these characters. I truly felt like the best place for each of them was at the other's side.

[emixion]

I read on eof your fics on AO3 recently and I very much enjoyed it. Jackven real. Hope you have a good day :3

Ahh thank you!! Jackven my beloved ❤️ I hope you have a good day, too :D

[emixion]

teehee raven and jackson :)

Give me your favorite eah or mh (or a crossover between the two) ships and I will tell you if I ship them or not

[emixion]

I’ve gotten the jackven virus now 😭 wish they were canon 🤧

RIGHT???

[emixion]

what are your personal headcanons about Jackven once Raven starts at Monster High? Would she be classified as a witch monster?

Heheheh let's see. I think no matter what, she definitely classifies as a monster. I know that witches aren't considered monsters in G3 canon, but this is G1 so they most definitely do. Her appearance, however, I feel depends on the AU. We never really get a clear answer as to why Cupid's appearance changes when she transfers. It could be the laws of the universe changing her to match the dimension, implying anyone classified as a monster would ALSO change upon visiting Ever After, or it could be deliberate as a way to camouflage herself. If there is no change, Raven would probably be considered "normie passing" most of the time. Though I headcanon that her eyes glow constantly, which gives her away if someone looks close enough. Her magic would also obviously give her away if she's using it. If there IS physical change between dimensions, she would take on more of a "witch" appearance like Casta and Spelldon. Which mainly just means she would be greenified (if you get that ref i love ya). Her eyes are already fantasy colored and her hair is already black so there probably wouldn't be much else to change.

[emixion]

look happy, you’ll make it

more jackven bc they’re my ~comfort ship~ ao3 link  ______________________________________________________________ “I asked Draculaura to bite me once, y’know.” His voice cuts through the comfortable silence of laced fingers and soft breathing. “What?” she laughs, looking over at him in surprise. “Are you serious?” Jackson nods. “Oh, I’m serious.” he chuckles himself. “I thought she was going to faint when I asked her.” “Poor thing.” Raven winces sympathetically. “What did she say?” “Well she said no, of course.” He answers, “And then she told me she was a vegan and I felt pretty stupid.” He cringes at the memory. “Aw, nooo.” She giggles again, pulling herself closer to comfort him playfully. Jackson savors the sound of her laugh and the touch of her skin. “You couldn’t have known.” “Still.” he snorts, resting his cheek against her head. “It was pretty awkward.” They share another laugh, falling back into that comfortable silence. “..You really wanted to be a vampire?” She asks after a while. Her voice is gentle yet serious. Jackson lifts his head and looks away. “…Yes.” His voice is a guilty murmur. “I thought that..” he frowns when his voice trails off, almost as if it wasn’t his own accord. Raven’s fingers trail up to his hair, stroking lightly. A small gesture that told him ‘It’s okay, you can tell me.’ He heaves a sigh and turns to look at her. “I thought that if I was a vampire…I’d feel better about my life, myself. I thought it would solve all my problems.” He admits, leaning into her touch. A beat goes by as Raven processes this, and then her hand moves to cup his face. “I’m glad she said no.” She voices quiet. “Yeah?” Jackson asks, relaxing against her hand. “Yeah.” she smiles. “‘Cuz first of all, you’re perfect the way you are.” she taps his nose, pulling a humble laugh from the boy. “And second…” “Second?” he raises an eyebrow. “This way, we can grow old together.” She lets her voice drop to a whisper. “You would’ve outlived me otherwise.” Jackson sucks in a small gasp, bringing his hand up to cover the one on his face. He blinks back at her. “Yeah,” he says, a little breathless. “Yeah, you’re right.” He turns his head to press a kiss to her palm, watching her smile again in response. It soothes the ache he felt moments ago. Raven pulls him closer until their foreheads touch. “I love you.” She says firmly, as if trying to drive the point home. “Okay?” He nods, smiling as he brushes noses with her. “Okay. I love you too.” He says, closing the space between their lips. ‘Younger me,’ He thinks as her arms wrap around his neck. ‘You have so much to look forward to.’

[athena-xox]

The way I was just … searching eah on tumblr desperately looking for content and this shows up

Ik I was giving you heck today for the music stuff but this is actually wholesome and a vibe

I know that you have fics… should I read them

Raven meeting Holt for the first time 👀👀

OHOHOHO ___________________ There’s something familiar about the kid in her music theory class, and Raven can’t quite place what it is. At first she thought it was because he was loud, like Sparrow Hood back home, but quickly realized that wasn’t quite it. It’s not the way he acts or looks, it’s just this strange gut feeling. Like when one recognizes an actor in a movie as another actor’s relative. He’s nice enough, kind of obnoxious, but he seems cool. Raven doesn’t know much about him other than his name is Holt and he apparently was a good DJ. Honestly, she wasn’t going to dwell on it had Jackson not brought it up. He asks one sunny afternoon in the courtyard. They’d made it a habit to come here and lay in the grass to watch the clouds. “So…there’s something I haven’t told you.” His voice breaks the comfortable silence. “Oh?” she turns her head to look at him. She can tell it’s something big, by the way his face pinches.   Jackson takes a deep breath, keeping his eyes on the clouds above them. “Do you know Holt Hyde?” He asks. “Holt Hyde? Yeah, he’s in my music class.” Raven replies, wondering where he was going with this. “Well, um, he and I…” Jackson shifts uncomfortably, turning to face her but having trouble meeting her gaze. Raven just waits patiently. This boy was here to listen when she broke down and told him her story. Her destiny, her mother, the rebellion, all of it. And he had placed a hand on her shoulder and told her she was brave. There was nothing that could come out of his mouth that would send her away. “We…we share a body.” he finishes with a wince, sparing a glance at her expression, half expecting it to twist with disgust or something else negative. But Raven’s expression stays neutral and she nods in encouragement for him to continue. He takes another deep breath, pulling off his glasses to rub at his eyes. “That’s why I can’t listen to loud music. It causes me to lose consciousness and turn into Holt. That’s why you’ve never seen us in the same room.” A beat goes by as Raven processes this, the pieces coming together as she recalls that Holt had always seemed familiar to her. “Ohhhh, that makes a lot of sense.” She says, sitting up in realization. “It does?” he asks, surprised. Raven looks down at him. “Yeah, I’ve always thought Holt seemed familiar but I couldn’t place it. That must be why.” she explains. Jackson stares at her a moment before he cracks a smile. “What?” “You don’t mind?” Jackson asks. “It doesn’t freak you out?” Raven places her hand on his shoulder, just as he did for her when she told him her secret. “Not at all. I’m glad you told me.” She smiles back. ___________________________________________________________________ She doesn’t properly meet Holt until a few weeks later. Jackson is constantly warning her that he can’t control the transformation, that if he hears any music with at least a 4x4 beat at 180 decibels he will change whether he likes it or not. That they’ll likely be interrupted at some point. Raven speaks reassuringly to him. Promising to let keep her music down around him. Swearing that she won’t mind if he changes in front of her. In the end, he is right, they do get interrupted at some point, but just as she says, she doesn’t mind at all. The bright light of the transformation makes Raven blink, her violet eyes not expecting it. It all happened within a second. The two of them had been walking home and a car had sped by blasting music with open windows. Neither could have prevented it, and now Holt Hyde stood before her. “Huh?” The redhead looked around, finding his bearings. His scarlet eyes land on Raven and they light up in recognition. “Yo, Raven, right? We got the same sixth period.” Raven recovers quickly, the shock of seeing the transformation live wearing off fast. “Yeah, that’s right. Hey, Holt.” She smiles, waving a bit. “What I’d miss? Were ya hangin’ with my nerd side? He mentioned he made a new friend.” Holt pulls out his phone to check his texts. It takes Raven a moment to realize he’s talking about Jackson. “Oh, yeah. We were just walking home and a car drove by..” she vaguely gestures to the road. “They were playing music on the radio really loud.” “Aww, Jackie boy’s being social. Good for him.” Holt grins mischievously . “Welp, as much as I’d love a couple extra hours today, Momma will have my head if I take Jackson’s time again.” Holt puts his phone away, and moves to take off his headphones, but stops short. “Oh, and I hope it goes well with you two. I’d love to have a fellow musician for a sister in law.” He winks and promptly takes his headphones off, leaving a flushed Raven behind in a flash of light. “Wha..?” Jackson’s blue eyes are full of confusion when they meet hers. And then they widen in horror. “Oh no, did Holt-“ “It’s okay, Jack. Holt just said hi and changed back.” Raven quickly reassures. He looks surprised at that. “Really?” he asks. “And it wasn’t too shocking or awkward?” Her cheeks flare up again, recalling what Holt had said before he transformed. If Jackson notices, he doesn’t say anything. “Not at all.” She says, biting back a smile.

[emixion]

any jackson x raven headcanons?? (u kinda got me hookedd on them)

YOOOO I HAVE SO MANY I apologize if i’ve already mentioned some of these i can’t remember anymore jednwekjn _________________________ -Raven is more in tune with music than most people because of her magic. She’s an empath of sorts and can sense a song or tune’s frequency, so she can keep her music to a level that won’t bother Jackson and can actually warn him if music is escalating. -i like to think Jackson gains the confidence to try out for the casketball team finally and makes it, so he gives Raven his letterman to wear.  -Raven ABSOLUTELY is powerful enough to split Jackson and Holt. you can’t convince me otherwise. and Holt calls her ‘sis in law.’ -they both have trouble sleeping so mfs be sneaky and find ways to share a bed, especially with the hc that Raven stays with the Jekylls while in the monster world. -Jackson is like. obsessed with Raven’s hair. He just thinks it’s so beautiful. He’ll find any excuse to run his hands through it. -Besides the usual ‘babe’, ‘baby’, and ‘love’ petnames include: Jackson calling Raven ‘Princess’, ‘Rae’, ‘Raves’ and ‘Birdy’ (i LITERALLY came up with that pet name before Dragon Games aired so i don’t care if EQ calls her that, ya snooze ya lose, Mattel.) And Raven calling Jackson “Science’, ‘Jack’, and ‘JJ’ -Jackson gets really anxious and raven will sit with him and hold his hand while he works through it. Sometimes she’ll sing to him especially if they’re trying to sleep. he loves it when she sings to him. alternatively, Raven has really low depression days and Jackson always keeps her company and takes care of her. -Raven is 100% a DC stan so they totally geek out about comics and read them together. -Raven punched Manny in the face one day when he was harassing Jackson and he never tried it again. I HAVE LOADS MORE BUT I DON’T WANNA MAKE THIS TOO LONG JDNFKJDN