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@demonicjackfrost
it smells like mothballs around here
I gotta do something to keep the bugs away while I'm gone.
JACK FROST NIPPING AT YOUR NOSE.
JACK YOU DORK my dash is on a roll with amazingly cute ROTG derp today…
'Orion' prints are now available for purchase from my shop
I….got nothing.
Jackson Overland
Demon smiled. “You look really cute when you blush.” He whispered softly. “Don’t feel pressured Jack, we can be as mild as cuddling.” He gave the other male a gentle squeeze. “Whenever you’re ready. I can wait.”
"Stop," he mumbled, and bumped Simon’s shoulder mid-air, smile lopsided again. "It’s your fault, anyway." Relieved to hear there was no pressure, Jack tapped his fingers on the back of Demon’s hand as he held it. "Still, it’s not that I don’t want to," he assured him awkwardly.
Demon looked at Jack, smile soft. “It’s true, but I like your blush.” He liked the gentle taps. This was so… domestic. He hadn’t felt like himself in ages, but Jack made him feel like himself. He looked at Jack. “Do you want to…” He asked. “We can skip the movie if you want.”
"How come?" he challenged, sticking his tongue out because a childish reaction feels safer than a brighter blush might be. If only he could control it. His tongue retracted quickly as Demon went on.
"And get to… the. Cuddling?" he guessed carefully, watching Demon sideways.
He shrugged, "Because your cheeks get all pink and it looks pretty." He said. He smiled at the cute gesture, but noticed when Mis pulled it back as he moved to more...adult things.
"Cuddling." He said with a nod. "And more if you want." He looked at Mis and gave him an urging look. He had to have known what Demon meant by now.
Last year we featured Christa and Volker Kraft’s incredibly awesome tradition of decorating a tree in their garden in Saalfeld, Germany with 10,000 Easter eggs.
The couple has been decorating their tree in this fashion for over 40 years now and, as you can see in the photos above, this year the Easter tree is looking more splendid than ever.
Photos by Jens Meyer
[via Design You Trust]
Ahh! Yesterday I saw someone with a small tree decorated with Easter eggs. XD I think that Bunny would be extra nice to people who do this.
It’s not Easter anymore for me (because I live in the future aka Australia) but for most of you it still is, so Happy Easter to you guys! And if it is over for you too, I hope you had a great Easter c:
Photographer Tim Carter captured these adorable images of this Red Fox playing, stretching and sleeping in the snow.
Indefinite Hiatus
This blog has been on and off hiatus for awhile now, and I think this is going to be the point where most RPing on this blog stops.
Why am I stopping?
Because today I realized that when I started RPing, my ability to write original works on my own died out. I enjoy writing back and forth with another person greatly, it pushes me to try new ideas, stops me from trying stupid ones and so much more that I can't even describe. Writing with other people is fun, but I've found myself relying too heavily on the other people I RP with. It's come to the point where I can't write anything original at all.
I will be taking a creative writing course next semester (if I can get in) and I'm hoping that the course will allow me to write original ideas and stories again so I can open a word doc and not fear the blank page in front of me. If I find that I can balance that with the collaborations I'm doing off this blog (I do that in google docs with a friend) I might come back, but until then, I have to stop RPing to start really writing again. I loved RPing, but I have to move on to the things that will really help me develop and grow as a writer.
I'll probably reblog pictures on this blog but that's about it.
If anyone wants to follow my personal and still keep up with me, it's here.
Thank you, I truly do appreciate you all for taking the time out of your lives to follow me and get involved with this blog, even if it's just reading or reblogging posts.
-Jen
Jack felt a slightly uncomfortable heat in his cheeks. It was always weird to blush, as if his body was betraying its own frosty nature. “Oh, y-yeah. That could be really nice,” he replied awkwardly. It was much less that he didn’t want to, and more he was permanently worried about his ability to perform under pressure. He was still used to bailing.
Demon smiled. “You look really cute when you blush.” He whispered softly. “Don’t feel pressured Jack, we can be as mild as cuddling.” He gave the other male a gentle squeeze. “Whenever you’re ready. I can wait.”
"Stop," he mumbled, and bumped Simon’s shoulder mid-air, smile lopsided again. "It’s your fault, anyway." Relieved to hear there was no pressure, Jack tapped his fingers on the back of Demon’s hand as he held it. "Still, it’s not that I don’t want to," he assured him awkwardly.
Simon looked at Jack, smile soft. "It's true, but I like your blush." He liked the gentle taps. This was so...domestic. He hadn't felt like himself in ages, but Jack made him feel like himself. He looked at Jack. "Do you want to..." He asked. "We can skip the movie if you want."
"Yeah. I think there’s still some of the ice cream we made, too. I think that’s more our thing. Ii’s more special anyway, not everyone makes their own popcorn," he said with a roguish smile. "That could be our thing. And. And yeah, why not?"
"Yeah there’s some left." He confirmed as he squeezed Jack’s hand. He was glad the other male was there. It was a presence he had missed. As much as he liked being by himself, he felt like he needed someone else there to remind him he was sane. He smiled. "Good, I want to spend some private time with you." he said. "Intimate time."
Jack felt a slightly uncomfortable heat in his cheeks. It was always weird to blush, as if his body was betraying its own frosty nature. “Oh, y-yeah. That could be really nice,” he replied awkwardly. It was much less that he didn’t want to, and more he was permanently worried about his ability to perform under pressure. He was still used to bailing.
Demon smiled. "You look really cute when you blush." He whispered softly. "Don't feel pressured Jack, we can be as mild as cuddling." He gave the other male a gentle squeeze. "Whenever you're ready. I can wait."
[Chuckling, he flew closer to Demon, giving his hand a careful squeeze.] I can’t remember the last time I had popcorn. But it might’ve been with you.
I think it was. I guess that’s our thing now, huh. Popcorn. [he shifted] After we finish the movie would you want to head home with me?
"Yeah. I think there’s still some of the ice cream we made, too. I think that’s more our thing. Ii’s more special anyway, not everyone makes their own popcorn," he said with a roguish smile. "That could be our thing. And. And yeah, why not?"
"Yeah there's some left." He confirmed as he squeezed Jack's hand. He was glad the other male was there. It was a presence he had missed. As much as he liked being by himself, he felt like he needed someone else there to remind him he was sane. He smiled. "Good, I want to spend some private time with you." he said. "Intimate time."
I have no idea what’s playing. [He beams, smile crooked. Offering a hand, he nods in the general direction of the city.] But that’s what dates are for, right?
Neither do I. Let’s sneak in and see what’s good. I can grab us some popcorn. [he let the wind gently pick them up into the air and he took Jack’s hand]
[Chuckling, he flew closer to Demon, giving his hand a careful squeeze.] I can’t remember the last time I had popcorn. But it might’ve been with you.
I think it was. I guess that's our thing now, huh. Popcorn. [he shifted] After we finish the movie would you want to head home with me?
Yeah….
I think I’d like that.
I have no idea what’s playing. [He beams, smile crooked. Offering a hand, he nods in the general direction of the city.] But that’s what dates are for, right?
Neither do I. Let's sneak in and see what's good. I can grab us some popcorn. [he let the wind gently pick them up into the air and he took Jack's hand]
Yeah. I guess it took awhile…
Hey, do you wanna go, maybe. I dunno.
See a movie or something?
Yeah....
I think I'd like that.