#jij

[dagboekvolwoorden]

[euphememoon]

"Concuerdo. Además, después de ver 'Carrie' siento de todo menos miedo." Era la primera vez que veía aquella película y Betty tenía muchos pensamientos al respecto... aunque eso no era nada nuevo. "El simbolismo me ha llamado más la atención que toda esa sangre..." Añadió entusiasta, ignorando si su compañía quería entablar tal conversación o no. "¿Y no crees que su maldición no era más que sexismo?"

( películas )

― Bueno, en retrospectiva, cuando eres mago las películas de terror no dan tanto miedo... ―De pequeño recordaba haber visto un par, allá entonces cuando ignoraba su naturaleza mágica. Ahora las observaba con ojos distintos y lucían mucho menos aterradoras que en su infancia.

[solarbunzzz]

Esta va pa los hispanohablantes nomás /j

Drawing the keyframes gang as pictures I have in my phone jasvkd

[rosedosed]

Jason Voorhees has such a hypnotically Dutch last name. Oké meneer Voorhees. Meneer Voorhees-van de Ven.

[dumbasscat1]

POM! POM! POM! ...JIN ENJOJI!

I started reading dandadan in 2022/2023 and jiji has been my favorite character since the moment he came out :) yesterday I was so excited to see him animated so I felt like drawing him.....

i didn't sleep at all doing this but i'm very happy with the result!!!!! love jiji!!! can't wait to see him in the next episode!!!!

[iitslera]

Baby on the way : JJ Maybank x Reader ⋆ pt2

summary: JJ and his girlfriend (reader called Grace) become young parents.

warnings: English is not my first language (I use the iPhone translator), I don't use y/n (the reader's name is Grace or Gigi as JJ calls her), apart from that, I think it's pure fluff.

a/n: I'm in love with JJ dad, in my profile you can find a list of JJ being dad. ⋆ I'm receiving requests from JJ and Rafe, (I hope to improve my English level soon to stop using the iPhone translator) Based on S4 after buying the house from the bank, enjoy. ⋆ Who should be Kai's godfather/godmother?

𖹭.ᐟ pt1

I was about twenty weeks along, and JJ accompanied me to every checkup I had. That day, we were going in for an ultrasound to see how the baby was doing. JJ was more excited than ever, joking along the way about how he was ready to confirm his "hunch" that it was a girl.

When the doctor started moving the transducer over my belly, and the baby appeared on the screen, JJ went completely silent, his eyes fixed on the image. I was the same; every time I saw the baby, I felt a mix of wonder and love that I couldn’t describe.

“Would you like to know the baby’s sex?” the doctor asked, her warm smile reassuring. We looked at each other for a moment, and JJ was the first to nod.

“Absolutely,” he said, barely able to contain himself. The doctor pointed at a spot on the screen and calmly told us:

“It’s a girl.” JJ let out a soft, triumphant laugh, as if he’d always known.

“I told you, Gigi. I told you,” he said, gripping my hand tightly. I couldn’t help but laugh as tears welled up in my eyes.

“A girl…” I repeated softly, as if I needed to say it out loud to make it real. JJ leaned down toward my belly with a huge smile.

“Hi, Kai,” he said gently. “I knew it was you.”

It was such a simple moment, but it was filled with magic. We walked out of that office hand in hand, knowing our world had just changed forever.

The delivery was far more intense than I had imagined. It all started in the early hours of the morning when the contractions became more frequent and painful. At first, I tried to ignore them, thinking it might just be a false alarm. But it didn’t take long for me to realize this wasn’t going to be easy.

I woke JJ up with a start. I was so tired, but the pain made me cry out, and in the blink of an eye, he was by my side, worried but trying to stay calm.

He looked at me with those blue eyes full of concern, and I could see that, despite his usual confidence, he was nervous too.

“Is it time?” he asked, his voice trembling. I nodded, breathing hard as I clutched my belly. JJ sprang into action, rushing to get everything ready.

The bags were packed, but the chaos of nerves made everything feel more urgent. Still, he never stopped being there for me, making sure I was as comfortable as possible as we headed to the hospital.

When we arrived, they quickly brought me to the delivery room. At that moment, everything became a whirlwind of emotions. The contractions grew stronger, the pain unbearable. JJ stayed by my side the entire time, holding my hand and offering words of encouragement, even though I could see the fear in his face. I knew he was just as scared as I was, but he was trying to keep me strong.

“You’re doing amazing, Gigi,” he kept saying, as if his words could ease the pain.

Hours passed, and when I finally felt like I couldn’t do it anymore, the doctor gave me the final push: with one last effort, Kai came into the world, breaking the silence of the room with her first cry.

That moment was magical, indescribable. Though the pain had been immense, the sound of her cry made everything disappear. My heart filled with a joy so pure that I couldn’t stop smiling. JJ, his eyes glistening, held her in his arms and brought her to me with infinite tenderness.

“She’s perfect, Gigi,” he whispered, looking at both of us with a smile that made everything feel right.

In that instant, all the fear and uncertainty I’d felt throughout the pregnancy melted away. Little Kai was here, and together, JJ and I knew this was the beginning of our new life.

Our friends arrived at the hospital early the next morning, their faces full of excitement and eagerness to meet the baby. JJ couldn’t hide the smile he’d had since the moment she was born.

They entered the room almost silently, as if afraid to disturb the peace of the moment. As they approached the bassinet, their expressions softened with tenderness at the sight of the baby, so small and fragile, peacefully sleeping. Pope, with his usual humor, whispered, “I think she already has more hair than JJ,” drawing laughter and easing the tension in the room.

JJ explained how he’d stayed awake all night, watching her every little movement. Between jokes and stories, they each took turns holding her, handling the newborn with the utmost care, as if she were the most precious treasure.

The room was filled with a warm and special energy. Everyone talked about how the baby seemed to bring them even closer, as if each of them was already part of this new extended family. With words of love, gifts, and promises to always protect her, that first meeting became an unforgettable memory for everyone.

Kiara leaned over the bassinet, carefully reading the tiny hospital bracelet on the baby’s wrist. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the name JJ and I had kept secret throughout the pregnancy.

“Kai!” she exclaimed, a mix of shock and excitement on her face.

JJ, with a proud smile, crossed his arms and said, “I knew it’d surprise you.”

“It’s beautiful,” Sarah said, gently touching the bracelet as if she wanted to etch the name into her memory. “Though we should’ve guessed, shouldn’t we? You two always have a special touch for everything.”

I smiled, watching as she tenderly stroked the baby’s tiny hand. JJ added in his usual teasing tone, “It was hard to keep it a secret, but it was worth it to see your reactions.”

Cleo laughed, shaking her head. Then, with a spark of excitement in her voice, she started talking about how the name seemed to fit the baby perfectly, as if it had always been hers.

It was one of those simple yet meaningful moments that stay with you—a small celebration of our decision and the love everyone already felt for our little Kai.

Coming home with the baby was a mix of emotions: happiness, nerves, and a new sense of responsibility we had never felt before. JJ and I left the hospital with Kai snug in her little blanket, while I held her tiny body carefully, as if the entire world depended on that moment.

The car ride home was quiet, though JJ drove like we were carrying the most fragile treasure, slowing down at every curve and constantly checking the rearview mirror. “Are you sure she’s comfortable back there?” he asked repeatedly. I just smiled as I watched our daughter, peacefully asleep, unaware that her life had just begun.

When we got home, opening the door felt like crossing a threshold into a new chapter. The space felt different, warmer, as if the house knew a new life had arrived.

Those first moments were pure awe. JJ stood watching her as I gently laid her in her crib for the first time, whispering, “I can’t believe she’s here.”

Soon came the first challenges—how to settle her in, how to make sure everything was perfect for her—but even in the exhaustion, there was something magical in every tiny movement, every little sigh from our daughter.

That first night was both exhausting and beautiful. JJ insisted on staying up to watch over her, making sure she was breathing well and not moving too much. I knew he was nervous, but seeing him so devoted to his role as a father filled me with love.

Coming home with Kai didn’t just mark the start of a new routine—it felt like the house itself had transformed, filled with a peace and joy we’d never known before. Our home was no longer just a place; it was the space where our family’s story was beginning.

Our friends were always checking in, ready to help whenever we needed them, offering their unconditional support.

Cleo seemed to anticipate our needs before we even voiced them. Pope, on the other hand, shared every bit of baby advice he’d picked up from books. One afternoon, Sarah showed up with a pack of diapers and said, “I have no idea how to put these on, but I’m here if you need me.”

There was something comforting about knowing we could rely on them. If we needed a moment to rest, one of them would offer to hold Kai and gently walk around the house with her while we caught our breath. They were also there to listen to our doubts, fears, and little victories, like Kai’s first bath or the first night she slept for three hours straight.

JJ often joked, “I think this baby has more aunts and uncles than any other kid,” and though he said it lightheartedly, we both knew how lucky we were to have them.

Their support made us feel stronger, more secure, and, most of all, deeply grateful for the incredible network of love surrounding our little family.

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Dandadan fandom, I propose for next Tuesday to be different!

I need Evil Eye to be happy for once in his life and Jiji to be a big brother to him.

[biasomnia]

Dandadan Manga Spoilers Below Cut!

Rereading bits and I can’t wait to see people go full circle on the Evil Eye. The cycle of that’s scary what the hell -> small child must be protected -> that’s scary what the hell -> small child must be protected. All without the Evil Eye having any character development.

Like this is my small son trapped in the body of my larger son. And it’s awesome how people can’t tell bc Jiji is just Mr funny guy to everyone.

[lienbenik56]

crossdressing

[mokerautist]

Ga vandaag aan Hé, is dit ook ADHD? van Hanneke Mijnster beginnen.

Was ik heel blij met mijn nieuwe boekenlegger? Ja. Totdat ik hem uit de verpakking haalde en erachter kwam dat er he/she op stond ipv they. Ben geen booklover want ik ben geen he or she 😔

[jaarijani]

He got the autism hands

(Hate thT i cant send this from funzige gedachten)

they don't call him jan "the t-rex" peteh for nothing ❤️

[polldermodel]

ik moet dit kwijt. Er is mij iets bizars overkomen en ik ben benieuwd hoe anderen zouden reageren.

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Ik loop de jumbo uit en ik zie een jongeman met een fietsslot strugglen.

Ik zeg: goh, ben je nou een slot aan het doorknippen op klaarlichte dag?

Hij: ja, ik dacht dat het vast veel verdachter zou zijn als ik dit in het donker zou doen.

Ik: goh, slim! Daar heb je wel gelijk in

Hij knikt.

Ik: mensen zouden zomaar denken dat je een fiets aan het jatten bent joh.

Hij: ja, ik wil niet dat de politie gebeld wordt.

Ik: nee snap ik. Maar ik denk dat ik toch de politie ga bellen.

Hij: hoezo?

Ik: dit is namelijk. MIJN FIETS.

Hij is 'm toen geboekt en ik ben naar huis gefietst.

Uhm vraag. I guess.

Had jij deze man aangesproken?

Ja sowieso

Ja als het mijn fiets was.

Nee, ik had politie gebeld

Nee, ik had een winkelmedewerker of beveiliging gehaald maar geen politie.

[solarbunzzz]

Do I like her? Yeah, specially

[papa-goose-ollie]

NEEE MIJN POOKIE

[majestic-salad]

Ben erg benieuwd wat mijn niet-nederlandse volgers hier van gaan denken. Anyway. Babs en Waarzegster fanart

[iitslera]

JJ Maybank as a dad ᯓ★ masterlist

warnings: English is not my first language (I use the iPhone translator), I don't use y/n (the reader's name is Grace or Gigi as JJ calls her), only fluff

a/n: I'm in love with JJ being a dad so here's the list of my JJ fictions as a dad.

Baby on the way : JJ Maybank x Reader

.ᐟ part one .ᐟ part two

summary : JJ and his girlfriend (reader called Grace) become young parents.

Kai's first Christmas : JJ Maybank Dad x Reader (Gigi) Mom

only part

summary : JJ and reader (called Grace) celebrate Kai's first Christmas