Jesse Tuck

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

[i-got-personality]

It's the first day of August

Happy Tuck Everlasting day!!

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

to night there’s a faIR

[takedeepbreathsandgoonwalks]

Tuck everlasting spoilers but there’s no context

[funnyihope]

Jesse: What if baguettes could move?

Jesse: As they went stale would they stiffen up? Slowly they slow down and one day they’re just frozen permanently? Poor baguette, you would just have to watch your poor baguette die

Miles: Its bread, Jesse

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby-main]

You don’t get me, mom! Living in the woods is not a phase! I talk to frogs bc I want to, not bc all my friends are doing it!!!

[be-more-chill-evan-hansen]

~Winnie Foster, at some point

[0ffbrand-archivist]

Alrighty then

So, my Pinterest Feed had been filled with stuff from the Tuck Everlasting musical. I’m trying to avoid it because I’m perfectly content here in the Newsies Corner of the Internet.

But at the same time it seems like a cool musical?

And yet… the Out Of Context quotes post I found is mildly concerning and I once read that the fandom was made up of “six people and a shoelace… then the shoelace left us for Hamilton” so I’m not sure what to make of it.

So.

Dear Tuck Everlasting Fandom,

Send help

Sincerely, someone who is slowly being dragged into the depths of hell

[laurmahni-deactivated20150728]

reblog if your icon is someone you wouldn't mind spending the rest of your life with

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

Jesse: Miles! If you drank the water one year earlier you’d be Forever 21!

[crazymecjc]

“Does the secret fade… or is it everlasting?”

[have-we-got-news-for-you]

So!!! Beautiful!!!!!!

[writing-prompt-s]

You are an immortal. Problem is, you have no regenerative abilities beyond eternal life, so every injury you sustain is permanent. How do you go about your day?

[froggieon-deactivated20210217]

(im totally writing this about jesse tuck fuck you)

Jesse Tuck was your average, everyday, normal 17 year old. Or so everyone thought. Jesse Tuck was currently 100 years old. No, he didn’t look 100, he looked 17. Jesse Tuck was immortal. That’s all to it. Oh, well, except the tiny little thing that whenever Jesse got hurt, it didn’t not hurt him. He was kinda in a way like Deadpool. It hurt him, but didn’t kill him. So there Jesse was, living his completely normal life. “JESSE! WATCH OUT” His brother Miles had screamed. Miles never really cared about Jesse, so Jesse was alarmed. Jesse turned around quickly and felt something strike him in his ribs (hamilton reference). He screamed, pain filling his body as he fell. Sure, he knew he’d be fine, but it hurt like a bitch. “Um, jeez, uh, mOM!” Miles called, running over to Jesse. Mae ran into the room when she sensed his panic. “What is it, Mil-OH MY GOD, JESSE!” Mae screamed and called Angus into the room. Angus began freaking out as well and Jesse just cried on the floor, gripping the place he was shot. Miles picked Jesse up and sat him on the couch nearby. He took Mae’s scarf and tied it tightly around the wound. Jesse’s vision was blurry, this hadn’t really happened before. Jesse looked up at his brother, pain in his eyes. “Jesse..I’m sorry” Miles said, he didn’t really know what to do. “It’s fine, Miles” And then he passed out.

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

Boi! I love this

[writing-prompt-s]

After living through so many fairytales, you’re not so sure that happy ever afters even exist.

[froggieon-deactivated20210217]

Jesse Tuck does not, would not, and could not believe in happily ever afters. Not after his failed relationships, watching his old friends pass away, and not being able to close the story of his life. He was getting tired of it, if he was being honest. He wanted to be set free. Anything good that would happen to him almost immediately showed itself to not be so good. He had tried to swallow pills, jump of a bridge, bleed out, but nothing worked. He’d never get to have a happily ever after.

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

Holy heck that amazing

[just-too-slow]

I don’t like the vibe of thanksgiving I hate being stuck in a house with blood relatives being forced to call them family as they say horrible things. But the one part of thanksgiving I do appreciate is thinking about my friends. I am so thankful for every single one of you. Everyone following this account. Every random anon or request. Every single ask. Everyone who I message on a regular basis or even just once. Everyone who I see in my notes on a regular basis. If you’ve been here since August or just followed today I am so thankful for you.

I hope that all of you who are not in a good situation for this thanksgiving can some day sit with a family who loves you. If that means 3 dogs and a lizard, so be it. If that means a collection of people you met online. Great. Whoever it is, whatever you need I hope that someday it will be there for you.

And even if you are outside of America or don’t celebrate thanksgiving I hope these things for you.

And whoever you are i’m always here for every single one of you. Happy thanksgiving guys.

[crazy-artist-girl-deactivated20]

How To Tell Jesse Isn't Doing Too Good:

Jesse: *doesn’t break anything, shoot anyone, fall off of anything for a whole day*

Mae: Jesse, are you feeling alright?

Winnie: Oh geez– is Jesse sick?!

Mae: Don’t be silly child, we’re immortal we can’t sick…

Jesse: *doesn’t yell a single word for the whole day*

Mae:

Mae: Alright Jesse, honey, you’re scaring me-

Jesse: *actually starts cleaning the house (even worse, after the pie incident)*

Mae: *dEMONIC SCREECHES FROM HELL*

Winnie: Okay, something isn’t right…*walks up to Jesse* Jesse, y-you wanna go on an adventure?

Jesse: Not really Winnie…

Winnie: *Joins Mae in the unholy screeching*

Miles: What the hell are you two yelling about?

Winnie: jeSSE ISN’T JESSE! I THINK HE’S POSSESSED-

Angus: *walks into the room* Or he’s just…you know, drunk…

Winnie:

Winnie: Now that I think about it, that explains a lot

[felix-loves-albert-and-ralb-blog]

Jesse: Miles! You look great today! Do you want to play chess?

Miles: sHuT uP jEsSe

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

Jesse tuck not being a dumbass makes my anxious and happy at the same time

[blackorionwriting19-blog]

One Pretty Thing

So i wrote this for my poetry class, using only words and sentences from Tuck Everlasting (the book)

Nothing ever seems interesting

when it belongs to you- only when it doesn’t

And what is interesting, anyway,

about a slim few acres of trees?

looking for someone.

A family

A tinkling melody

Where would I go anyway?

There’s nowhere else I really want to be

One thing to talk about being by yourself

Doing things

But quite another when the opportunity arose

Making a difference

Might require a bolder venture.

wise enough to know what they possessed

the one pretty thing she owned and she never went anywhere

They all looked the same for eighty-seven years

I’m not exactly sure what I’d do, you know, but something interesting,

Like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning

These are strange and breathless days

All wheels must have a hub

A ferris wheel has one

The sun is the hub of the wheeling calendar

Without them, nothing holds together

Rows of overlapping circles

This most peculiar family.

Maybe even first thing in the morning,

When everyone is still asleep

Hop away

You’ll see,

Just wait ‘til morning.

Nothing seems interesting

when it belongs to you,

only when it doesn’t.

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

This is beautiful

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

Winnie: it’s like a game of chess

Winnie: I don’t know how to play chess

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

Me, listening to Tuck Everlasting for the thousandth time: oh boy I sure hope Winnie dosen’t die this time

[jesse-everlasting-tuck]

I think Andrew Keenan-Bolger is actually Jesse Tuck due to the fact that he still looks about 15 and he’s 32.

Seriously has the man aged in the last 15 years?