#not that its healthy and im glad he didnt actually do it (for the sake of his own mental state)
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liquidstar · 1 year ago
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but for real i love adventure time bc in the face of shitty family members that are also space war criminals, most kids show protags would be all "guys lets not fight... we're family! we can be friends! peace and love!" but finn is like "im going to personally rip off my dads arm because i hate him"
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arthur-lesters-balls · 1 year ago
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i actually dont know if i can make a whole sentence without cursing arthur and john for what they did to oscar. like im seriously holding back here. two little bitches. hate them and their toxic codependent relationship. i hate hate hate everyone from malevolent. after that whole conversation at the bar, after arthur comparing oscar to him in the past and himself to parker, after he said he was glad parker didnt gave up on him....i dont know. im angry.
like, ok, ok, he feels like hes failing john! hes trying to understand whats making him act that way, hes trying to adapt, to make things better for him! he has regrets about yellow he wants to compensate now! but oscar was so wronged
like, come on, oscar regrets not killing father mckenna, he regrets that he tried to help but couldnt go to the end, and how that means that alexander could have been sent back to where mckenna was....and now arthur says he shouldnt drink because he had to help him and he hears him and hopes that he found a reason to keep going and follows arthur to a mysterious dangerous place! just like that! and then real action happens after he had his arm chopped off after he passed out from the pain and the blood loss.......man, he woke up with arthur talking and was able to open the door.....thats how much he was willing to fight. and then arthur didnt even told him why their partnership had ended. it was just like that, and he just accepted.
its alexander all over again, he couldnt go to the end and now hes out of the situation. and, yeah, its for different reasons, but the irony here lies in the fact that now, even when hes willing to die to not have any new regrets, he was stopped by something else. unless he still has a part to play in this story or other people, like daniel, interferes to help him, arthur honestly just left him to die. i know its a heavy thing to say, but considering how serious is his problem with drinking, and how this obviously wont seem like "a bad dream" when he wakes up, i think all arthur did was drag him to an even worst place
and, yes, i know it was not healthy for oscar to live just for arthur's sake, but healing is a process, and when he finally found someone who seemed up to helping him, that person left him behind on the same day, before it even started......like......come on AND ALSO, YES, i know arthur is doing it because it really is safer for oscar and i know john has his reasons and that they're complex ones but please dont ask me to look at nuance right now im depressed im angry and theres a fucking bar on the other side of the street from the hospital
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7wanderingpaws · 6 years ago
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9. Surprises. (Another Life)
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Genre: magic / soulamte AU
Pairing: Jackson x reader
Word Count: 5.9K
Song: Ariana Grande - Thinking Bout You
Synopsis: You are more than happy in relationship with Jackson Wang, the hard-working and successful fencer representing Hong Kong. So what happens when you visit a local witch wanting to know more about your future as a couple? Because you always knew he was the right one for you. Even in another life. But would he really be the one?
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(( Finally, the promised chapter! Im sorry it didnt go up on time. Its quite long so prepare yourselves and enjoy it. Thank you for reading <3 ))
- - - Surprises - - -
“I can’t because I need to focus on my career at the moment,” he added quickly when he saw your beautiful smile slowly fade. “I’m so busy I would never have proper time to spend with you...”
Hong Kong, 2017
If anyone would have told you that you would land the job, you would probably laugh at them. Nobody ever would have given you a good enough reason.
But you did.
And now you were satisfied.
Working for big companies as an accountant maybe wasn’t that special for everyone but for you it was just okay. You could manage and at least people treated you with higher importance. Furthermore, Sara was now gaining lots of followers because of her life style blog in Hong Kong and since she made a business out of her passion, you were also in charge of her tiny financial department. 
Also, you would sometimes (always) follow her around the city to make instragram-worthy pictures, eat fancy food (that you truly couldn’t afford), talk to people (that you would normally never stop to talk).
On the bright side though, you were almost always packed with work load. There were mountains of invoices, confirmations and documents that had to be briefed, that you literally had a headache every morning when you saw your table in the office.
It was good. Once you started to work yourself through the papers, you would forget about many things. For example, you would forget that you had to meet your parents today, you would forget that Martin was lurking around you with a threat of a proposal, you would forget about the dreadful meetings you would have to sit through later today, forget about the sneaky boss who would touch you whenever he had a chance, forget about the stupid, stupid and ever more stupid dreams you kept having that were making you cry even more than ever before, forget about throwing up. And… And… Forget about Jackson Wang. For a little second at least. Please. Dear heavens, make him disappear.
“You know it’s scientifically impossible,” chirped in Sara as she threw herself on the sofa in your tiny apartment. You still lived in the shabby flat but you were emotionally attached to it. And no money to move. Yet.
“Sara,” you sighed, scratching your head as you were sitting over another invoice. You saw too many zeroes on it. “Not now, please. I beg you.”
Sara thought about your plea for a moment before she decided to shrug her shoulders as if nothing happened. “I know, Y/N, I know but why don’t you at least answer his calls? And messages? We both know he doesn’t have much time for typing away since he is as busy as a 24/7 schedule can be, but your phone does ring a lot.”
“Well, frankly, I don’t have all the time to be on my phone. I actually have to make money with brains in order to survive.”
“Oh damn, look at you, you tough cookie,” Sara laughed out loud. “Today I planned to go to the Kowloon peak-”
“I really can’t make it today, Sara, I’m sorry,” you said, genuinely meaning it as you looked into her fair eyes. She looked so pretty you sometimes were worried you looked too bad standing next to her. She found herself a local Hong Konger (William was a cool guy, you liked him) who was working in the sports business. “I have so much and I have to rush back to the office. I think I can focus there the most.”
“But-but you already work your ass off so much. Why don’t you leave the shitty work place and the sneaky bastard boss and just come to my little firm? I can pay you enough, I promise,” said Sara pleadingly.
She had been talking about this for quite some while now. Sara did get enough money for her to afford to hire you. But the problem was that you needed some sense of work stereotype, so you wouldn’t lose your mind.
“I love my work,” you blurted out and snorted right away.
Sara laughed loudly, pointing at you with her index finger in the process. “Ah, dear, I love you so much. You are so funny.”
You shrugged your shoulders, smiling. “And I love you, Sarita.”
Sara sighed and you both fell into a peaceful silence. The clock on the kitchen wall was ticking away the time that you should be spending on calculating through confirmations but you were there, sitting and smiling.
“Martin confessed,” you said silently as you folded your arms on your chest.
Sara sat up properly, her eyes wide with surprise. “What?” she leaned her elbows on her knees. “Oh my god, do you think he is going to propose?”
“It seems like it,” you muttered, somehow not that excited about the thought. “He said many lovely things and he is a true gentleman-”
“But?”
“But,” you sighed, turning around in your chair. “I don’t think it is possible.”
“Of course it isn’t possible!” exclaimed Sara, throwing her hands in the air and stood up. “You guys are not meant to be, for Christ’s sake.” Her slender figure was walking up and down your small room. It seemed like she was thinking rather intently before her blue eyes snapped to your stiff figure. “Don’t take me wrong, Y/N, he is a great guy and before Jackson appeared I really wanted to hit you two up. But it is not possible anymore.”
Gulping, you nodded. “Yes, I totally agree. Maybe I can just be in a relationship with him like till now and in case he would insist, I would just break up with him and be single forever.”
“Jackson is such a-”
“-asshole-”
“-gorgeous man.”
You glared at your friend.
“How thoughtful of him that he wouldn’t want you to wait for him-”
“Because he doesn’t love me!” you flared up, your heart racing up on the Everest.
“He does love you and if everything he is doing is not a good enough proof, than you have to open your goddamn eyes, Y/N!”
That shut you up pretty quickly. Sara’s words were mingling in your mind, combining, mixing, adding up… Nope. He didn’t love you.
“I can see the doubt all over your face, dear,” sighed Sara as she walked to you and gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze. “He has been writing you ever since 2016 when you guys finally met. Even when he had a new phone number he would let you know. He always makes sure you are good and healthy and if he is in the city, he comes to visit.”
“What are you trying to prove right now?” you asked, dumbfounded. “Because I am suffering without him.”
“And he is suffering without you.”
“He is not,” you said quietly, gritting your teeth. “Sara.” You stood up to face her. “It is because of him in the first place that all of us had to relive our lives just so he could chase his dreams. He was not happy enough, not thankful enough before while I was the happiest in the previous life. I was a doctor, I had a loving family and him beside me since we were freaking fifteen. Yesterday, I had a flashback how he-” your voice broke at the thought.
Sara waited patiently, her eyebrows slowly rising. “How he what?”
You looked her in the eyes but you couldn’t speak.
Phuket, Thailand, 2017
“This place is gorgeous,” you breathed as you stared out of the window of the resort you were currently residing in. There were barely any tourists around this time not to mention the resort and the island itself was quite the little Thai secret.
Jackson who was unpacking from your suitcases smiled fondly at your back. “I’m glad you like it, sweetheart.”
Was the sea covered in diamonds? It was sparkling and glistening from the reflection of the blazing sun that was about to set right in front of your eyes.
“How on earth did you even find this place?” you asked, genuinely curious as you turned to help him out. You grabbed your flowery summer dresses and hang them neatly in the massive wardrobe. 
“That will have to stay a secret,” answered Jackson, smiling cheekily.
“Ah, really? Are you gonna play this game now?”
He shrugged. “I have good contacts and quite a few medals by now. I can weave my way through anything.”
You laughed out loud, not wanting to continue this conversation. “Okay, dear.”
Jackson stopped and pouted at you. “Are you already giving up on me? Why don’t you bother more?”
You looked at him, confused. “Why? Maybe it’s better to keep it a secret. It has a lovely magic to it,” you winked at his puppy face.
He didn’t answer. However when you were about to reach into his suitcase for his pants to place them into the wardrobe, he swiftly snatched them away, trying to look maximally nonchalant as he placed them safely into the wardrobe, hoping you wouldn’t become suspicious.
“I can’t wait to be in that pool,” you hummed contently as you were folding his shirts. “It looks absolutely lush.”
“You will go into that pool under my supervision only,” said Jackson and took one of your clothes. “I cannot have anything happening to you.”
You giggled. “It’s about time I learn to swim.”
Jackson stopped, taken aback by your sudden wish. “Really? Is that what you want?”
“So I won’t drown.”
“Obviously,” Jackson snickered. “I can teach you.”
“I know you can,” you said, not looking his way. “But I will go with that trainer I saw in the lobby.”
Jackson’s smile changed into a confused expression and then into a dissatisfied scowl. “That handsome trainer?”
“I didn’t say he was handsome,” you winked at him, placing the last pieces of clothing onto the shelves. You turned to his tense posture. “You said it. But I agree,” you patted his cheek.
He frowned down at you. “Really, Y/N? Are you gonna play this game?”
“Aren’t we all about games?”
He groaned loudly turning away from you making you laugh hard. 
“You know I love you, babyyy!” you wailed, still laughing.
It had been two days in the wonderland and as expected you didn’t even dare to enter the attractive pool that was overlooking the entire bay. You would sit on the pool’s edge, soaking your feet while Jackson was swimming and working out to not fall out of his training routine.
Sometimes he would stop by your legs, push himself up to steal a kiss with a massive grin and then go back underwater.
There were a few more tourists visiting at the resort and you still barely saw them; this way you had the pool all to yourselves only.
“Hey, Jackson,” you said as he was on the other side just turning for another lap. He stopped, looking up at you in question. “I want to go in.”
He blinked a few times before he smiled happily and swam to you to hold you tight. “And what about the swimming part?” he asked once he ghosted his cold fingers over your thighs, making you shiver. You held onto his arms as you slid your butt down into the cold water. You yelped silently, momentarily dizzy.
“Maybe another time,” you whispered, your warm body now refreshed. You felt his arms tightly around your waist until he grabbed your legs underwater and put them around his waist. You held onto his neck for dear life.
“And here I thought you would join me for my morning training,” pouted Jackson looking at your freckly face.
You smiled at him and looked behind his back at the breathtaking scenery. “I did join you for all of your trainings so far.”
“But you know what I meaaaan,” he whined, squeezing your thighs.
You laughed loudly, hugging him. “Stay still, honey, I want to rest now.”
For your big surprise, he did stop moving around, stilling, not moving an inch.
“You can breathe though,” you remarked and he inhaled sharply, exaggerating every move. “Silly,” you mumbled, entertained.
You stayed like this for some time. You both were talking about everything and anything, his upcoming competition in Budapest, your attestation and eventually your plans to visit some places around Hong Kong.
“And what about…” started Jackson as he was looking mysteriously into your eyes.
You frowned. “What about what?”
��Never mind,” he said quickly, turning his head the other way.
“What? What was it, honey?” you asked and dared to let go of his neck to touch his cheeks.
“Nothing. Really,” he said, looking at you.
You smiled gently, pushing his longer hair out of his face while he was intently watching your every move, your every part of your face. His grip on you tightened to give you reassurance that he was holding you.
You whispered, “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because I can,” he whispered back and his eyes eventually fell on your lips. “Nobody else, but I can.”
You were just about to snort when he kissed you sensually, capturing your lower lip, pressing you to the pool’s wall behind you.
Now being 23, he felt like this thing he was preparing for quite a while now, was finally happening. This was the moment. He felt it, he knew it, he was sure of it. He didn’t doubt it at all.
  After wonderful dinner, you both went out hand in hand for a relaxing walk on the beach. You put your long summer dress on, made sure to have sweet amount of make-up on and you curled your hair, your smile widening with each wave.
You talked quietly with Jackson, both of you full of giggles. He managed to lift your body and turn around with you, making you scream with excitement. The waves in the background were a complimenting noise that you made sure to acknowledge every time.
You were laughing hard. “Jackson! Let go of me!”
He stopped and put you down carefully, his smile wide, toothy, goofy. You ruffled his hair, grinning up at him.
“I don’t want to let go of you, though,” he said passionately, bumping his nose into yours. Then, he slowly pulled away to look you properly into your eyes. “I love you.”
“And I love you. So much,” you whispered, standing on your tiptoes to give him a kiss with a loud smack. He smiled and pushed your hair out of you face.
“Y/N,” he paused and licked his lips. Pressing his forehead to yours, he whispered, his lips gently ghosting over your parted ones: “Will you marry me?”
Your breathing stopped half-way in your pipes as you gently pulled away to look into Jackson’s honest eyes. “Jackson?”
“I don’t doubt our relationship, our friendship, anything. For a long time now I know you are the one for me. I always had that feeling. I fell head over my fencing boots for you when I first laid eyes on you. It was like a magic trick. You didn’t even have to try to seduce me; just by breathing you were filling up my bare existence. I simply cannot not have you. I need you. But mostly, I love you unconditionally,” he said, his voice serious but his eyes full of love.
The tears on your eyes were just about to spill when you nodded your head exactly two times before hugging him tightly. “Yes, Jackson. I will marry you.”
His hands were around your back spinning around with you once again.
You both laughed out loud before he put you down and searched for the ring box. His fingers took out a very elegant diamond ring, and then he lowered his body on one knee as he took your hand, putting the ring on your finger. It was glistening as the sunset behind you was in its grand finale, just like you two when you kissed each other passionately, bringing alive everything that was ever dear to the world.
He was kissing you once, twice, thrice until you couldn’t wait to finally be alone as you were eagerly heading back into your hotel room.
The first night as engaged.
Hong Kong, 2017
The office wasn’t as busy as you thought it would be when you sat down by your desk, already taking out all the paperwork. Just as you were prepared to start work, your office phone rang.
“Ms Y/L/N, you have a visitor at the reception. A certain Mr Wang is looking for you.”
You almost dropped the phone. “What! Mr Wang who?” your heartbeat was dangerously fast now.
“A representative of Team Wang Jiaer label is here,” she said. Assuming by her voice, she was also confused.
You groaned internally, not wanting to deal with whatever this was about. Of course, you knew Jackson had a label, he would sometimes ask for your advice when you two would call (those calls were usually when he was extremely tired and already laying in bed ready to sleep but he would insist on talking with you because he was missing your voice, your warmth, your presence but eventually he would be the one to fall asleep, the only proof being his snoring that was so familiar to you and you would be an absolute idiot if you would end the call there, so you would make yourself cosy and fall asleep, imagining he is next to you). Now, you were a bit worried to face Jackson… What if you would accidentally throw your hands around his neck thinking that you’re engaged?!
“Okay, I’m coming,” you murmured quickly, ending the call.
Before heading downstairs, you sprinted to the restroom to make sure you looked at least a little bit decent. Thankfully, you looked just fine. Although that lipstick was a bit faded from drinking milk tea earlier…
“Ah, it doesn’t matter!” you whisper-yelled at your reflection and finally made your way out and down to the reception.
The company you worked for was quite wealthy, everything being from expensive wood and marble.
Through the glass you could see an older man standing there, waiting patiently, his clothes comfortable and on his back a big TEAM WANG written. You furrowed your brows when you didn’t spot Jackson.
The receptionist called after the man who turned around with a friendly smile on his face. “Miss Y/L/N,” he said before he stuck out his hand to shake.
You accepted. “May I ask what the business is about?”
“Of course, but I suppose a little friendlier surroundings would be better.”
“And where is the boss?” you asked, looking around momentarily hoping to see the warm pair of eyes.
“Jiaer boss is very busy at the moment shooting a show in Beijing,” he answered politely.
You nodded. “Alright. Well, there is a lovely cafe just down the road, why don’t we go there,” you suggested, leading the way.
It was his manager, as you found out. He could have been in his forties or fifties and he seemed very satisfied with his life. He showed you some pictures of his kids and his wife.
Once both of your lattes arrived, you looked at him expectantly and with a smile.
“Miss Y/L/N, the reason I visited you so suddenly is because I have a job offer for you.”
That was surprising. A job offer? What for! “Would you care to explain in bigger detail, please,” you smiled nervously, feeling dumb.
“But of course,” he nodded, not showing you any paper or charts, nothing that would help you avoid eye contact. “Our team is missing a strategic accountant at the moment and we heard you were one of the best ones in Hong Kong.”
“Excuse me? I’m definitely not one of the best-”
“Jiaer boss said he did a background check-”
You scoffed, entertained. “There is not much I would be of a help in your label, sir. My Chinese is not that good either. The only thing I’m good at is counting and preventing you from financial crash.”
“We were told you were a very hard-working person as well as responsible and persistent, which are the exact qualities we are looking for in our company.”
Of course those were the qualities Jackson would look for. It was basically him scribbled all over it. However, you were still shocked that he would send a person to try to hire you in his company.
“But as you said yourself, I’m doing very well just where I am,” you said, folding your arms and rested your back against the seat rest. “So why should I change my employer? What benefits would I get at your label?” Challenge.
He didn’t look that budged by it, although he would expect anyone to want to work for the famous Wang Jackson without a single spark of doubt in their eyes. You were not that foolish, however. “Well, let me tell you there is not a single employee who isn’t happy or satisfied at our workplace. Besides, we have the best boss to ever ask for. He treats his employees like his family. We are a small team, miss Y/L/N. As for the benefits, there can be lots of paid free time for you since the schedules vary so much. And as I mentioned, your qualities are a perfect match for our Jiaer boss.”
You wondered what this guy knew about you; what did Jackson tell him about you. Did he know you were “friends”? Did he know how well you both knew each other from every single angle, from head to toe?
You took a sip from your latte. “I understand. I suppose there is not much free time supposing the boss is one of the busiest people on Earth.”
The manager chuckled kindly. “Jiaer boss is certainly extremely busy. That’s not a lie. However, he would never let his employees overwork themselves. He leads a special schedule where all of us have to sign the precise time when we work so this way he can monitor us.”
“How controlling,” you snickered rolling your eyes, entertained. Thankfully, the manager didn’t misunderstand. He must have known something more about you. “I can only imagine Jackson being that way.”
The manager nodded. “He is truly one of the best. You would be the youngest employee. Why not give it a try? Also, following him around the world is eye-opening.”
You smiled, your mind wandering off at the thought of following him around the world. “How much time do you spend with your boss?”
“It depends. His schedules are basically full and if he is in China or working elsewhere on his solo projects, there has to be a managing staff around him. Sometimes it can be nonstop other times we don’t see him at all since he is in Korea working for the band’s company. ”
“I see,” you paused, poking your tongue to the inside of your cheek, thinking.
The manager smiled cutely, covering his mouth as he hastily pointed at you. “Jiaer boss does the same when he is considering something.”
~
Once back in your office, you couldn’t stop thinking about what just happened.
You received a freaking job offer from TEAM WANG. What were you supposed to do? Well, what you did was that you asked for some time to think before making any decisions and the manager did fully understand.
Before you knew it, you were dialling Sara’s number, eager for her to pick up.
“What’s up, Y/N?” She asked light-heartedly.
“Sara,” you made a dramatic pause. After that, you spilled everything. From the beginning till the end.
“What?!” she gasped. “Oh my god, that’s so cool.”
“But I am confused,” you complained.
“What is there to be confused about? He wants you with him whenever he doesn’t have to be in Korea.”
“But-but I can’t work for him.”
“Now there,” she said gently, sensing your panic. “We both know he loves you. He said it, he showed it to you. He already said he can’t ask you to wait for him. He cares about you. He is being selfless just so you could enjoy your young life. Hell, isn’t it strange? In your flashback he was going to propose to you, so basically you were engaged by the end of this year. Now he is making a move to have you closer to him.”
You hummed, trying to see her thoughts.
“He is doing exactly what is supposed to happen, Y/N,” Sara said finally, seemingly satisfied with herself. She was so excited for you she would certainly start jumping once the line went silent.
“I’m scared,” you blurted out. “What if he just pities me? What if he-”
“Stop right there. Don’t you dare finish your sentences or else you’re as good as dead. And Jackson would kill me then. And I don’t feel like dying just yet.” You heard some muffling in the background. “So what your next step should be is that you’ll accept the job.”
“I don’t want to move to China,” you pouted. “I adore my little Hong Kong.”
Sara inhaled through her nose. “To be honest, I’m sure he has a plan for you so I would call him if I were you. That’s the only way to find out what he wants.”
You closed your eyes. “Okay, I will. Once I’m out of office and at home.”
“Alright, darling. So I guess I can’t persuade you anymore to come to my little company, huh? I have no chance against Jackson.”
You giggled, opening your eyes. “We will see about that.”
It was 23:06 when you entered your apartment. There was a mess on your table from all the papers you finished checking but didn’t organise and all you wanted was to throw yourself on the bed just as you were, and sleep. Preferably for a long time, so the decision-making would wait.
You took a slow shower, easing your tensed up muscles and wanting to make a pleasant night for yourself, you threw on just a long pink t-shirt. Your undies were white with small little hearts. Your favourites.
Finally, climbing into your bed, you took your phone (that you managed to not touch the whole day) just to find many missed calls and unseen messages. The last message that you received was literally one minute before you unlocked your phone and it was pretty straight forward for you to not get it.
Sara (23:48): JACKSON IS COMING TO UR PLACE
You froze. “What?” you shrieked, your heart thundering inside of your chest. Just then you heard a soft knock on the door.
You snapped your head up, your hands suddenly trembling. Oh my god. He was here. Jackson was here.
You saw that all the messages and calls were his which made you jump out of your bed and swinging the door open to find him standing there with his hand on the door frame. His hair was parted, one side styled backwards meaning he came straight from work. He was so damn handsome, your throat closed off making you unable to breathe. He stole your breath away.
When he finally looked up, he was going to say something before he stopped abruptly, his eyes wandering down your under-dressed body. You stole his breath away, too.
You gulped. “What are you doing here?”
He snapped his eyes back at you, his cheeks warming up. “I was in the city and-”
“Weren’t you shooting in Beijing today?” you asked, confused.
He smiled gently. “I was. But tomorrow I have interviews all day here in Hong Kong so I’m staying in the city for the night.”
You gulped once again and made a step back to let him in. He thanked before coming in, curiously looking around.
“Sorry for the mess, I literally just came home.”
“I see you are also busy,” he said as he turned to face you. You locked the door as usual and folded your arms over your chest. “I assume you met my manager considering you knew where I have been today.”
You nodded, unable to tear your eyes away from his. His striped shirt was unbuttoned just till his mid-chest and his black jacket was complimenting his figure, paired up with black jeans. So elegant, so charismatic.
“I heard you needed time to think,” he continued.
“Of course I do,” you answered a little too feverishly. “You can’t expect me to just change places so suddenly.”
“I know and I understand. I’m giving you as much time as you need,” he added more quietly. “It’s always open for you.”
You bit your lip, his eyes dropping to your lips. “I don’t know how your company works, you know. It’s all different to what I knew until now.”
He nodded. “I can imagine. Sara told me all about your wonderful company of yours.”
“Sara?” you asked in confusion. “How is Sara in the picture?”
Jackson chuckled, pushing his hands into his pockets. “Without her I wouldn’t know where exactly you work since you are so secretive.”
“I’m not secretive,” you defended yourself, “I just don’t think…” you trailed off, not sure how to word your mixed up thoughts.
He came closer and gave you a squirtle look. “You don’t think what?”
You sighed. “I think you have way too much on your plate so why would it be of any importance for you. And besides, I’m also busy. Oh, wait a moment, did Sara tell you exactly where I’m staying too? Which floor? Which door? Damn, I’m surprised she didn’t tell you the number for the door.”
Jackson laughed. “I was going to use the number to get in if you wouldn’t answer the door. I was worried about you,” he said, serious out of sudden. “You wouldn’t answer your phone the whole day.”
It was so pleasant to hear him say those words to you. It was like a soothing balm on your aching heart. “I was just… really into my work that I am not so into.”
He let out a breathy laugh and walked to the sofa to sit down. “That’s why I came with another offer.”
You followed him, plopping down on the opposite side. You both faced each other. “What offer?”
His smile widened, his eyes sparkly as he took in your cute confusion. “I will be shooting in Thailand in December. It will be a music video for my new single. The location is top secret and perfectly hidden,” he whispered excitedly, leaning closer to you.
You giggled. “Where in Thailand?”
“Around Phuket. It’s an island that is not so famous and they have this wonderful resort I found there. We are already making steps to rent the entire place out for a few days in December to shoot there.”
Your smile froze momentarily recalling the flashbacks. Wasn’t it the same spot Jackson proposed to you at?
You were staring at him, lost in thought. “So what do you say?” he asked. Unaware, you scooted just a little bit closer to him.
“What do I say to what?”
“I would like you to come with me. This way you could see how the team works.”
Your lips widened. “But, Jackson. I am just an accountant. Why would you need me in Thailand with you? Or any other shooting place?”
Although he knew you caught him, he wouldn’t show you. “Well, there are lots of things an accountant has to do on the set.”
Your left eyebrow quirked up, challenging him. “Like for instance?”
Jackson was running his fingers over his chin as if deep in thought. “You have to make sure I don’t buy all the sweets on the spot.” He looked at you and laughed in one of his high-pitched laughters that made you laugh as well. “You have to make sure others don’t waste money on more sweets,” he continued, his amused face lit up just like thousands of fairy lights. Your face came closer to his as you listened intently. “You have to make sure the resort we are going to stay in is all set and done.” Closer. “Make sure I do my work properly.” A little bit more closer. “Make sure I don’t spend all my goddamn money on spoiling you.” His breath was on your lips, his focus on your lips. Your breath hitched when you felt his lips move against yours, closing your eyes as pleasure and excitement overtook you. “Make sure you are there with me so I can share the experience with you because I need you.” He kissed you passionately, inhaling through his nose and yet you still grabbed his face and pressed it more towards you, unable to get enough of him.
He took hold of your thighs, nudging you to sit on his lap which you gladly did. You moaned loudly when you felt his hands ghost over your butt and sneaking up over your back. You couldn’t help but notice how he wouldn’t touch your bare skin under your shirt even though you wanted it desperately.
Opening you mouth, you let him in and you totally submitted yourself to his control. You could see him behind your closed eyes, you could feel his warm hands while you ran your fingers through his styled hair.
Kisses were loud, smacky, playful, passionate, feverish and moany. You were sure this was the night some magic would happen. After all, you didn’t kiss since 2016 when he took you home. You both were thirsty for each other, desperate, suffering... Finally, you got to get to touch one another.
But Jackson slowed down to a sensual make-out session, not pushing it to the next level until he completely stopped, breathing heavily as he pecked your swollen lips one last time before his eyes fluttered open to look at your blissful face. You hummed at the loss of contact.
“What do you think?” he whispered, not wanting to break the bubble you created.
Your eyes opened as well, meeting his gentle gaze. “For work purposes only,” you started, touching his cheek. “I will go.”
You shared a quiet laugh when you heard another knock on the door. This one was certainly louder than Jackson’s knock.
Jackson frowned, alarmed. “Who is it at this time?” he asked and looked at his (expensive) wrist watch.
You bit your lip, still holding his face in your hands. You knew. You knew but you didn’t want to show it to Jackson.
Another loud knock.
“Is there someone bothering you here?” asked Jackson, searching for your gaze. He didn’t like the idea that someone would harass you, not even in the slightest. Worry was written all over his face as you untangled yourself from him.
“It’s just Martin,” you mumbled once your feet hit the cold floor.
“Martin? The doctor?” asked Jackson in shock.
You unlocked the door and opened it. Just as expected, Martin was there, fuming just a little bit. “Y/N!” he shouted and stormed in, not bothering to look around. “What is this? You aren’t picking up my calls for days now and you just lock yourself up here-“
“Good evening,” Jackson said, standing tall, his face authoritative, his hands in his pockets.
Martin stopped abruptly, staring at Jackson, startled. “Good evening.”
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askguyslikeus · 8 years ago
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((answering questions under the cut!))
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i do actually plan on a little story! nothing too huge ahah but i do want this to be mostly run as an askblog! i might leave yall hints in the tags of important storyish posts but for the most part just sending asks should keep the ball rolling
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eastern time zone! i have a weird work schedule and usually get out by 10 am - 1 pm or have weekdays off so my posts are kind off all over the place aha!
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legit whatever strikes my fancy TBH haha sometimes i get asks that i love but i cant think of anything for them and i save them for some other time if something stikes my inspo. but usually if i can think of something that has more than one word answer and makes me smile i pick that one! sometimes i even come back to an ask i didnt wanna do cause i RANDOMLY THOUGHT OF A GOOD SCRIPT or somehting hahaha
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ahhh i love exploring characters different from myself!! i mean i love writing these awkward boys who use silly lingo cause i too am super awkward and use silly lingo BUT i dont play overwatch or listen to the smiths or wanna major in music theory but i feel like michael would like all these things sooo,,, its been fun exploring new things because i want to know more about them for this blog specifically. i dont want to settle on something being their fav just cause i know about it i guess and im having fun with it
it also is nice to explore thingS ive dealt with myself through these boys in a healthy way using what ive learnt about myself and others. i deal with dependency issues and i always read michael as having them as well? but i didnt deal with them in a healthy manner for a while and ive learnt how to be better about it. and just ,,, being able to help these fictional boys in a way i struggled with is really refreshing and helps me a lot
aaa sorry i mostly just, enjoy exploring issues that i can grow in myself while also trying to get a grasp on these boys if that makes any sense?
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at the moment no, i already reached out to a few people to ask them to do asks, and i do have a kinda story i wanna get to so,,, at the moment im all set on guest artists! i might do another round a little later tho!
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i have not been intentionally but i have a lot of friends on the spectrum and am all for headcanons for michael and jeremy as well! i base a lot of my scripts and way of speaking and how they deal with situation on how ive seen friends of mine and myself react so!! i myself am not on the spectrum but i can see both jeremy and michael being autistic !! rock on anon
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usually around an hour or two since i do multiple panels ahaha but if its one like the michael in the bathroom one or the childhood one i defs spent three or four hours on those bad boys,,,, i chose a very easy to do art style for this blog so i could work on my expressions and scripts and poses and get them done quick without worrying too much about how finished things look and hoo wee go past me cause ,,, i would not have as many posts as i do now slash i PROBs would have gave up 3 asks in hoooo boyyy
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ye lol
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like,,,, only a month ago woops i saw a cute shippy headcanon and i was like oh wait fuck these boys are cute. then i listened to the musical and was very blindsided by the entire plot omg but!! im glad im here!!
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mostly because i wanted u to be able to tell who was talking! soemtimes my handwriting is small or my pic is big so jeremy ans michael will talk like this back to back
i ate a big corndog the other day HE SURE DID why do u sound proud im the one who ate the big corndog IM JUST A SUPPORTIVE BRO
and when they talk like that i needed a way to show who was speaking? aaaa i made theirs contrast the most since they are in the most asks together! as for everyone else i kinda just do whatever im feeling hahaha
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i was gunna do something like a winky face or be like maybeee~ but imma just say ye man. i love boyf riends and im workin on a little plot to get these boyos together and happy!
ALSO I DIDNT GET AN ASK ABOUT IT BUt peopl have dmed me their headcanons or post ideas and im going to say it now in bold and caps
I DONT DO ANGST FOR THE SAKE OF ANGST if i end up posting sad things its because its what the boys are feelin in a story line but for the most part this is a happy happy blog. i have a lot of shit going on in my own life and i know some people use their ask blogs or art to draw out their venting and that is very good and healthy usually and i support you! but that isnt my way of coping and this blog will not have angst. dont prompt me for angst homies and stop trying to throw triggers out there to make me make a sad post. there are a lot of good blogs than can fill ur bmc angst needs!! 
AND LASTLY CAUSE YE IMMA POST A BUNCH CAUSE THEY MADE ME SMILE :
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I am SO OVERHWLEMED AND EMOTIONAL ABOUT ALL THE SUPPORT IVE GOTTEN ON THIS BLOG,,,, i went into this fandom in a really bad place and really lonely and really hating my art and idk it wasnt good but!!! making this blog is helping me grow a lot on my own as an artist but also everyone else enjoying it as much as i am ??? i die every timeee aaaaaa yall what th heckkkkk,,,,, 
THANK U SO MUCH EVERYONE I APPRECIATE U ALL A LOT??? im glad ur enjoying my silly askblog idk im emotional im sorry aaa
hope i keep u guys entertained and u enjoy where i take these two!
there were some asks that were sent to me that i plan to answer soon in the form of asks so i didnt answer them but thank u for sending me questions guys!! 
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princesspraxina · 8 years ago
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ok since my queue just popped out my pre-season 2 ship chart, here’s my post-season 2 ship chart and explanations below:
otp status:
nathaniel/iris - still an absolutely angelic ship, adorable. healthy but not perfect, interracial, adorable, i love them, i want them to be happy
praxina/iris - forget you! is such a good fucking episode and praxina just wanted to be happy and good and iris just wanted her to have what she wanted and felt was right and iris letting praxina choose her own path was so good and pure and i love them
mephisto/auriana - i still love them and am holding out for them when mephisto comes back. idk the status of lolirock currently but if theres a season 3 i expect mephisto’s return and i expect tension!
love status:
iris/auriana - did yall see the finale? did yall see that hug? that hug was so good. auriana loves iris so much. theyre so cute and good to each other and i love them
iris/talia - i also really love how these two are dedicated to each other. it’s wholesome and good and i love them a lot
like status:
auriana/talia - i love these two a lot but sometimes it feels like they wouldnt be friends if not for the mission, so its moved from love to like. i still enjoy them plenty and appreciate fanstuff for them, i just like them better with iris lol
talia/praxina - i still enjoy the potential for this ship a lot, i liked how talia was suspicious of praxina in forget you! but then at the end she wanted praxina to stay good, and i loved her saying wow! when praxina smiled her first genuinely happy smile
talia/kyle - i didnt like them initially because i was annoyed that kyle never came back, but now that he did, i find them way better! talia acknowledged her crush as such, kyle wasnt a pushy dumbass like in his first ep, they were more like an actual shippable couple this time! im glad he came back tbh
praxina/auriana - remember when auriana was like “nooo, you look great!” and praxina blushed like a fool? yes. i love them. i love that auriana can make praxina blush like that
matt/auriana - i still really liked them even if matt has disappeared and will likely never return
don’t mind status:
nathaniel/doug - doug has become irrelevant but theyre still buddies so its fine
iris/mephisto - i still dont get why more people dont ship this. nat/iris is obviously better but meph/iris is pretty good. they have lots of really sweet moments. the “id be happy to serve you as queen of ephedia” line? forreal? good shit
carissa/mephisto - ive seen this a few times and its not bad. i prefer carissa as a lesbian but she and mephisto worked together well and i like how she beats the shit out of him
doug/praxina - i thought this was gonna be praxina’s “canon het ship” in case of redemption but then in forget you! they had an opportunity to interact that just...didnt happen! so i guess it was my misinterpretation. so i still like it but its pointless to me
carrisa/lyna - i thought these two would be more shippable but in the end i find them more annoying as a pair than cute. they dont seem to like each other much or share any interests, but are mature enough to work together for a just cause. so im good with the ship but it doesnt appeal to me
dislike status:
doug/auriana - i dont reeaaally have a problem with this ship its just, yknow, boring! theyre really cute bffs, i love them taking that selfie together. also doug kind of is barely in the show anymore so who cares
lev/lyna - ive only seen this once and its super boring. thats it. its just boring. whys it exist? because for some reason this fandom thinks we need more het ships
hate status:
iris/lev - lev is boring and pointless, but it’s not a notp cuz i DO see the appeal. but really, iris/nat is way better and i dont think lev was a necessary character esp considering the small number of episodes he was in
notp status:
talia/mephisto - this ship sucks it was made up by homophobes who are obsessed with mephisto and draw nsfw art of teenagers! whats the appeal? there IS no appeal! i used to think id ship any interracial ship that was thrown my way but sometimes life proves ya wrong. anyway this ship is Bad and im tired of seeing it
praxina/that one guy whose name i dont know because he’s completely irrelevant and uninteresting and she deserves better than being paired with a random ass guy just for the sake of unnecessary heterosexuality - oh i accidentally said it already cuz i dont know his name cuz he’s pointless, yeah, so. who is he? who cares. he’s pointless. if youre gonna ship praxina with a random dude why did it have to be such a boring ass white boy ohhhh my god. im tired of seeing praxina/this guy shit when i search her on google! google doesnt include my tumblr blacklist. oh wait i cant even blacklist this shit cuz idk his name cuz hes pointless!! anyway i love praxina and she deserves better than this bullshit. another ship made up by homophobes, btw, so, extra annoying
ot3 status:
auriana/iris/talia - in that order! i love polyrock. polyrock is good, its golden, its beautiful. girls loving girls. these girls loving each other. its wonderful
mephisto/auriana/praxina - i guess, obviously, not with all three of them, but more like auriana with each twin on one arm? i love how she makes both their hearts race, it’s adorable. i love it
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