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@jcksonfields
They call me JD. He/Him. 29 years old, part time personal trainer at The Body Shop and part time assistant football coach at Merrock High. Lover of sports, parties, good food, good music, and good friends. Twin to Jasmine, dog dad to Scooter and Rosie. Happily dating Naomi ❤️. Discovering the world one day at a time. Michael Evans Behling
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"Ow." Chandler said in surprise at the kick, despite the fact it didn't hurt at all. He pulled his legs in closer to the booth at that. Chandler was almost offended at JD complimenting Naomi's cooking. "I'm a great cook." He countered as if it were a competition, but his mood lightened as JD forgot about the booze in his drink. "It's much easier to drink on weekdays when you run a cafe. Still not ideal, but no screaming kids or - tackles? Is that something you football people do at practice?"
JD's eyes got wide as Chandler complained about the kicked though he barely touched him. "Dude," he whispered as he leaned across the table, "keep your voice down," as he out a finger to his lips to shush his friend. He didn't know why he did so as the diner wasn't quiet nor was Chandler loud, but it just felt like the right thing to do. "I know you are, I never said you weren't," he was confused, the alcohol clearly affecting his cognitive skills at the moment. Tilting his head, he po deres and laughed, "Touche. Plus no risk of suggesting plays that'll cost you a game or worse." Nodding, "yeah we tackle. Wrl I don't tackle anyone. At least not since I was a kid in the field but yeah we have the guys tackle each other. And run some drills and tackle those dummy things too." He realized he just kept talking and talking.
Maybe she dove into took into her doom scrolling sometimes. “It’s a thing okay, I am not one of those treat your pets like children people.” Naomi reminded even though she came across plenty of those kind of pet owners. “You got it, dude.” She referenced, giving a thumbs up. The house was gorgeous and the price wasn’t too steep. “Yeah. I mean it crossed off majority of our wishlist. Plus, we can always add on down the road.” She had wanted to plant roots. She wanted a place that didn’t have a landlord raising the rent and neighbors that were loud at night. “We can make anywhere a home, but this is just the cherry on top. Pun not intended.” Naomi rubbed his back before locking her hands together at his waist. “Out of all the places we looked at in person, I think this is the winner, babe.”
He let out a soft chuckle, "hey no judgements if you did. I mean they are kind of our fur kids so I get it. You want the best for 'em." He didn't necessarily treat his dogs at that level but he probably went above and beyond for them sometimes compared to the average pet owner. "Okay Michelle Tanner," giving her a thumbs up back, before wrapping an arm around her and squeezing her softly. The house was amazing and had everything they wanted plus it wasn't out of their price range. Agreeing, he nodded, "exactly. It's a foundation and as time goes on we can build upon it. Gotta start with something," one couldn't just expect to get everything rhey ever wanted from the get go, plus he wanted to build a home with Naomi, add in their own touches over time. And owning their own home allowed them to do anything their hearts desired. "As long as I've got you and the dogs, it'll be a home," rolling his eyes at the cherry part, he kissed her temple, "give me all the puns." His heart raced and he was excited for this next chapter, to move in together and start the rest of their lives under the same roof. "Lets put in an offer, before someone snatches it right up."
"I think that's debatable depending on the night," commented Tae with a laugh, taking a seat beside his friend and shaking his head for a moment. He glanced back towards the bartender as his drink was placed in front of him, handing over the cash to pay, and then looking back to JD. "Thanks, though, that always means a lot," he added very simply, taking a drink from his glass. "I think next time we could definitely do a couple more songs."
"Nah man, I've never heard you sound bad," though he didn't have any background in music, he knew what sounded and what didn't. "Of course," he grinned and patted his friend on the shoulder, "I mean it. And hey there's always a next time for sure so yeah a couple of more songs for the next time sounds good."
Who: @jazfields and JD
Where: Spring Fling
When : May 2026
"Thanks for saving that comic book," JD replied before leaning on the table by Jaz, "it came in clutch." He slid a cup of lemonade towards her, "It's getting warm out here and figured you could use the refreshment. And plus I figured you and I could hang out. Catch up." He missed hanging with his twin, someone who he considered to be his first friend in life. "Maybe I could even sneak you away so we could go play some games here."
“What if we put Rosie and Cinnamon in one crate, separate beds then Scooter has his own?” She asked with a small laugh. It would still be spacious enough for two small dogs without having three crates. “I know bunk beds for pets is probably not a thing but it’d kind of be hilarious.” Anything was possible and Naomi would probably jump at the chance. “Mmm… maybe possibly. I’ll consider it.” A cooler in general was like icing on a cake. The house had everything they could want and built on. A spacious walk in closet . double sink master bath, ac and plenty of space even a house they could grow and raise children. “Lots of space in here too.” Naomi was floored. Naomi was practically skipping out of the master bath buzzing at all the newness around her,.“Yeah, well funny, I was also thinking we should put in an offer.” It was the year of free will. “I can really see us making a home here, whatever that looks like.”
"I'm sorry a what?" He asked with a chuckle as he looked at his girlfriend before shaking head, "I mean they're both small so if we get a big enough one, why not?" He was teasing and knew she was too, but it was funny to think about and imagine. "Thats all I can ask, to consider it," he grinned widely at her and tilted his head, playfully trying to sweeten the deal. Each new room brought more and more excitement and he was nearly vibrating by the time they finished touring the place. He could see the excitement upon Naomi's face too and practically scooped her up as she mentioned she thought about putting in an offer too. "Really? You like it?" He asked, this time actually wrapping his arms around her, "I really think this house is perfect for us. And for our future, whatever that may look like."
STATUS: open (0/5) WHERE: the animal sanctuary WHEN: may, 2026
The late afternoon sun painted everything in shades of gold, casting long shadows across the gravel drive that led to the animal sanctuary. It had been one of those days where Katelyn felt like she had lived three separate lifetimes before five o’clock—one bottle-fed fawn, two runaway goats, a Labrador with a talent for escaping every enclosure he was put in, and a phone call from the high school about a student who needed someone to listen.
By the time she finally stepped outside, she smelled faintly of hay, shampoo, and coffee that had long since gone cold. Katie tugged the elastic from her ponytail as she crossed toward her truck. A rescue dog—an aging mutt with one cloudy eye and far too much personality—trotted faithfully at her heels until she crouched to scratch behind his ears.
"Alright, buddy," she murmured, smiling when he leaned into her hand. "You can’t keep following me home. Well... not unless you’re prepared to share the bed with three other animals."
Straightening, she caught sight of someone nearby and offered the kind of smile that came as naturally to her as breathing—warm, easy, and quietly reassuring.
"Sorry," she said with a soft laugh, brushing dog hair from the front of her flannel. "He seems to think he gets a vote in my personal life." She rested one hand on her truck door, hazel eyes bright in the fading sunlight. "How’re you doing?"
Growing up in town, JD had lent himself more than once to the animal sanctuary. Whether that was a charity event where he volunteered or hanging out with friends as they did so. So he knew his way around. However, he did know that by the end of the day he'd have to send off his clothes to the laundromat before even daring to bring them home. But he didn't mind, it was always a day we'll spent.
Walking along, after having helped out a bit, he saw a dog following someone and he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. "The dog distribution system seems to have chosen you," he pointed at the other and then the dog, "I already have three myself so I definitely don't have any room. Plus I don't think my girlfriend would be too happy bringing him home. I am good, exhausted but good thankfully. And yourself?"
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Jaz: Is there something that you want me to hold for you? Cause I feel like we're gonna be busy. Jaz: You can bring me coffee for being nice.
JD: Hmm maybe something The Flash related?
JD: Of course. You have the same order? Or are ya feeling something new?
"When did I have breakfast with Naomi?" Chandler asked, not realizing JD was answering the question of when JD last had bacon. At the mention of not being able to function, Chandler's grin faltered for a second. "Yeah, totally. Imagine drinking like that every night and coaching high school football. Is football loud? I feel like football would be loud."
JD gave Chandler a blank look and just blinked, taking a beat to realize what he had just said. "Not you dummy," he gently kicked him under the table, "me. Though you're more than welcome to have breakfast with my girlfriend if you'd like, she's a great cook." He smiled and the took a sip, half forgetting he put alcohol in his soda and almost coughing as it burned his throat. "I wouldn't be able to," he shook his head, before nodding it, "very loud. And with the band at the high school? Think concert loud."
“Never especially if we plan to add another fur child.” She raked her fingers through her hair. The house was really spacious and an open floor plan. There was so much they could do with the space to make it their own little by little. It only made her even more excited. “Dog bowls could maybe could there. Their crates in the corner over there.” She pointed across the way. “Oh, there will be so many lessons for you. Don’t worry, love.” She assured taking in the rest of the kitchen. “The countertops are fun and is it crazy to still want a wine cooler in here?” She had one at her apartment and it was a little luxury she enjoyed. Slipping her hand in his, Naomi followed, she was excited to view the basement. “Me too. The open floor plan and all the space is really selling it. There is so much we can do to makes it more personable.” The basement even had a small bathroom and plenty of space. “Okay walk with me darling, huge sectional right with a flat screen on the wall because duh, dvd collection of our favorites new and old, pool table maybe… popcorn machine. A mini theatre over time or is that too homebody? She inquired after a while walking up back up the stair case. "Upstairs next?"
JD turned to her and nodded his head, "good point, man four dogs is gonna be a lot of fun ya know." He grinned, and almost stopped to think how their lives would be in the future, with kids and all, the chaos just getting started now. His idea of decor wasn't exactly immature but it wasn't stylish or put together either but envisioning how this house would be decorated started to get him excited. Looking to where she pointed, he could see it, nodding along, "I think that can work. I think it's enough space for them. I know Rosie has a smaller crate than Scooter so that'll help." letting out a chuckle, he leaned on the counter, "a wine cooler huh? Could that double as a beer color too? Or just strictly wine?" He asked with a curious expression, raising an eyebrow for maximum effect. After taking her hand and trekking down to the basement, a rush of ideas started to flow, "okay get out of my head. Because I was thinking the exact same thing. A little theatre slash viewing room. Where we could enjoy it all and like make it a little sanctuary down here for us. Where we can decompress, and just hang out, of course with just us and the dogs or other people too." He smiled and looked at her after nodding at how the space could really come together. "So far this house is definitely at the top of the list, if the bedrooms are good I say we put in an offer."
For: Open ( 0/5 ) Location: One of the bars in town (take your pick)
It had only been a short set tonight and so it wasn't too long until Tae had hopped back down off the stage and made his way to the bar to grab himself a drink. It was always a good weekend when the band got to play at one of the local venues, especially so when he got to see familiar faces watching. As he waited for his drink, he turned to the person beside him with a smile, and then nodded back toward the stage. "What did you think?"
Being able to support a good friend was something JD had always strived for. So of course he'd check out Tae's set at Jack's Place, and making a point to find a spot off to the side. Opting for a bar side seat, he took in the performance and found himself jamming along. "Hey dude," he said with a grin, "it was awesome. I mean you always put on a good show though." He said coolly before clinking his glass with Tae's after the bartender brought it.
“An easy replacement. Maybe get one of those sectionals that fold out into bed, a lazy boy for fun.” She remarked. The options were endless and she was excited to shop for potential pieces. “Thanks for taking one for the team.” Naomi grinned. She was positive if she tried, she’d probably just sink into the couch and be over it. Leaning against him, the view from the backyard was glorious. “This is lovely! I can see the grilling, pool side vibes and dogs running after each other at sunset.” Naomi nodded practically skipping to the kitchen. “It is a very important room, darling.” She took her sweet time going through the kitchen cabinets. She gasped in excitement, finding a hidden door meant for groceries drop off from the garage. “Ooooh look at this!” Naomi opened the garage door and peeked in from the little door. “I may be sold based on this.” She came back in closing the door behind her. “Sizable pantry. Island, so much counter space. Which could be scary, but we shall have a system. What do you think?” She rambled off. “I am sure there is a bathroom down here too somewhere but we can check out the basement next.”
JD took a look and folded his arms, envisioning it before letting out a nod, "won't get any protesting out of me when promising a lazy boy." He was teasing but he truly thought that could be a good idea, he figured they'd entertain friends and family and ha e people stay over at times. "Always happy to do so especially for my favorite teammate," he winked and wrapped an arm around her as she leaned into him, then placed a kiss on the top of her head. He smiled to himself and saw it too, plenty of outdoor entertaining with friends and family, as well as just the two of them and their dogs, enjoying the weather and having fun. He followed closely by into the kitchen, head on a swivel as he took in everything from the interior. He leaned against the counter and nodded to no one in particular, but she smiled as she got excited about it all. "I mean it looks great, plenty of room so we can cook or bake together, or well you could give me lessons," he laughed, "and plenty of room on the pantry for all of our snacks and for the dog food too." He added with a nod, looking to see where the dog bowls would go, trying to find a good spot since they had two small ones and a big one. Shaking his head, "I wouldn't worry about the space at all, can never have too much room. And I think I did see a bathroom by the living room which is good. To the basement it is." He extended his hand for her take so they can check it out together. "I have a really good feeling about this house."
Extra bacon sounded great, but Chandler wasn't mentally prepared to try to add to his order right now and decided he'd just take some of JD's bacon. "I don't know when I had bacon last. Do you know?" Chandler asked JD. It was probably last time they were drunk at the Cul-de-Sac.
Once the waitress was gone, Chandler passed the flask over. "Tonight was fun. Wish Vibrations was open more than twelve hours a week so we could do this shit all the time."
For a moment JD spaced out, and blinked before realizing Chandler asked him a question. "Uhhh, I don't know," he scrunched his eyebrows together before adding, "oh wait. Not that long ago, at breakfast with Naomi." He nodded and remembered at least vaguely.
Happily accepting the flask, he unscrewed the top and poured a little into his cup. "Same. Though during the football season I'm glad it isn't. I wouldn't be able to function."
Merrock Task #33: What Merrock Means to Me
Merrock to me means happiness. It's the place where I want to be, where I want to come home to.
[New Day]
Jaz: Yo. Jaz: You planning on swinging by the store on comic book day?
JD: Ayo JD: Duh.....
“Are you sure?” She teased, unbuckling her seatbelt. “You were so positive about the last one but that bathroom was meant for a toddler.” She snorted. Naomi didn’t need perfect , they could make any house their own but who wanted to shell out additional money to rebuild? “Okay baby, let’s go into this with high hopes and maybe an offer.” She stepped out of his vehicle gently closing the door. “The last house wasn’t the worst but I think this one will check all the boxes the most.” They were greeted by the realtor would let them do their own self guided tour. “Okay, the family room is a pretty decent size and we don’t have to keep the furniture because the couch does not look comfy.”
"Yes I'm sure," he nodded and then shot her a look, "Hey I'm a positive person overall. But yeah you're right. That toilet was way too low and that shower was tiny!" He had a hand pressed to his chest before signaling a small space with his hands. He put the car into park and nodded as he looked at her. "Fingers crossed and I am absolutely ready to make an offer when it feels right," he reassured her with a gentle squeeze on her arm, "and if anything is simply cosmetic because of color, that's an easy fix." He was just thinking out loud, not wanting to nitpick anything, keeping an open mind and hoping this would be their dream home. "I think so too, and I can't describe it but I have a good feeling about this one. Like a reallt good feeling," not a fake one by any means. Walking along side Noami, he held her hand as they made their way inside before cm going over to the couch with a nod, "the room itself is nice. But yeah this doesn't feel comfy either." He pushed in the cushion before sitting on it and made a noise, "yeah no. Definitely not comfortable." He got up and looked out the window, "the yard looks like a nice size. Wanna check out the kitchen? That's an important room for our checklist."
