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@briingmayflowers - Because of course these two would go grave hunting
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Jamie’s eyes briefly strayed from tracking the hidden woodland path to look at May. “Yeah, I thought I heard some story before. I think it’s something like someone who disappeared for months about a hundred years ago. Nothing like the stories we’d hear back home of people disappearing hundreds of years ago.”
HE’S BACK
I MISSED HIM
😭😭😭😭
@briingmayflowers - why are these two so cute???
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Jamie wasn’t entirely sure what happened. One moment he was at the top of the hill on the park, and now he was in a heap at the bottom. He might have been betrayed by his feet and tripped, but he could also have been pushed. Betrayed by the lady of his dreams? Outrageous!
(Then again, May was also lying on the grass on the bottom of said hill. How strange.)
After all that, May was laughing at him, but not in a mockery way. Seeing her face turn rosy as she attempted to collect herself was refreshing. Every sneaky day off work was worth it to catch her in moments like these. Forget about the stresses of everything and just enjoy life with her!
“What? Really?” He started rubbing the wrong cheek to wipe the mud off. He didn’t get too far before he too broke into laughter. “No wonder we’re Oof and Ouch. Who knows what trouble we’ll get into!”
May has made a flower crown for Jamie! She has chosen lavender, white carnations and yellow snapdragons for his flower crown, woven around a willow circlet.
@briingmayflowers (aaaaa ;A; )
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The pair had joked about today being ‘May’s Day’. With videos scheduled in advance, he could take the day off and spend the afternoon with May and Peter. He had grabbed some flowers and joked about throwing them on the roof. However, she seemed focused on something else as she worked in a space that looked like Jamie had walked into a florist. (Maybe the flowers were a bad idea after all. Oops)
Before long, a crown was placed on his head. He could smell lavender. The camera on his phone let him see the extent of her work. It was perfect (though, Jamie would argue, someone as perfect as May would manage this with ease).
“It’s beautiful. I’ll wear it all day, just for you. Thank you.”
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And there we have it! The changes have been made. If you’re curious to read the wall of text that is the updated backstory, check out the about page here!
(also, updating some tags. If you’re on mobile, use the third to search for the about)
OOC: IMPORTANT
This blog is going under renovations. While I won’t be deleting anything, my muse will no longer be Ja.cki.eboyman. Instead, I’m taking the aspects of the character I had developed myself and turning him into a fandomless, not a superhero OC (though he’s keeping the screwy electrical powers).
I don’t really have any reason to keep him as a S.eptic, honestly, and having him as a low-activity OC is better than nothing. If Jackie is why you followed in the first place, feel free to unfollow me. The fandom might be quiet, but I do believe you’ll be able to find another Jackie somewhere. I’d rather focus on writing with friends and those I’ve written with on my other side-blogs.
So yeah. While the hero will always have a little place in my heart, it’s time to let him put up the mask so we can both work on new things. A URL change may be on the cards, but I haven’t decided what yet.
Been a hot minute, eh?
Admittedly, a big reason for that is that I'm currently on a 90-10 split to yank James out of the fandom and make him an OC. I haven't wanted to work on things because of that.
Why? Well, I never really got into the characters the same way I have with other muses on other side blogs. However, I like James as an individual too much to simply dump him.
Why haven't I don't anything? I'm slow to act because I haven't it all figured out yet. I want to keep parts of his backstory, but other things will be changing. I'm not entirely sure how yet, but there's a high chance he won't be a superhero at all (but he'll be keeping the powers)?
Besides, the r.p fandom atm is pretty much dead. It's a push trying to get stuff done on other blogs without having to worry about this guy too. So much so, all this potential changing about will only affect interactions with one blog. That's about the height of actual relationship development on this blog. 😂
If/when I figure this out I'll post an update!
“Good thing about this social distancing: less crime to solve.
Bad thing about this social distancing: I’ve such a fecking hangover after yesterday.”
☘️ Happy St Patrick's Day!
Jackieboy Man - No Longer a Hero
While I mainly write Iplier stuff, I do sometimes very rarely dabble in Septic stuff. This is an idea I’ve had with the Jackieboy Man I write that I’ve been mulling over the last few days. Now bear in mind, I am absolutely not good at writing Septics. Jackie is the only one I have proper experience with. Go easy on me in that regard.
Word Count: 1,468
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Timelines are a very funny thing. When you’re in a position to view them all and make comparisons, you can begin to see differences. What would happen if this thing didn’t happen? What if those two never met? If you look hard enough, and focus on a small number of people, you can find the various scenarios.
Most timelines have many similarities. Maybe Marvin has longer hair in one, short brown hair in another. Maybe Chase is winning his internal battles, and is Anti in another. Two timelines could have Henrik on polar opposite ends of the good/evil spectrum. This isn’t even considering the multitude of various endings for Jameson Jackson.
This timeline is interesting. There is no Jackieboy Man.
Yes, it is a rather normal setting. “He’s not had a video in a long time!” “Where is he?” The fans would protest while posting various media about it. But that is not the situation in this timeline. There isn’t a Jackieboy Man, not anymore. He retired.
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briingmayflowers:
May leaned in to his touch when she scratched her head, her eyes closing. She let out another soft sigh, sounding like a purr to anyone else. “I just wish you could understand what I’m saying,” she admitted, then thought a little more about it. “Or…not, I guess. Might be a bit weird. A talking cat.”
Her ears perked up, looking up at James with bright blue eyes. No matter what form she was in, she felt her heart skip whenever she looked at him. There was a light in him that never seemed to go out, and she adored it. “Well, maybe I wish you could understand me…just so I could tell you how much I love you.”
A little smile appeared on James’ face as the cat began mewing again. May had sent him internet videos of talkative cats, but never did he think he’d meet one in person. To think, he was afraid of it biting him!
“Gonna take that as a ‘yes’ then, chatterbox.” Maybe it was for the best that James couldn’t speak animal. It was a superpower that thankfully escaped him. As his petting slowed down, he glanced at the cat, only to discover it was staring right through him. Was it true that cats could see into the soul? Did the cat know the truth? Better to not ask... Just in case.
“Wonder where May went. Not like her to be secretive about not being somewhere.”
briingmayflowers:
May’s tail gently flicked against the laminate floor, letting out a sigh that would have sounded more like a purr. “Hey, you…” she mused to herself, getting up on to her paws. This was embarrassing, although hopefully she could laugh with him about it later. When she told him her secret, of course. Whenever that could be.
She followed him over to where he sat, jumping up so her paws rested on his knee. At the mention of Peter, she cast a glance over to his case. Luckily, the rabbit was still sound asleep. “I sure hope he does actually like me as a cat. He’s often cautious of new animals.”
Once he was sure the cat wouldn’t strike, he moved to the couch. There was no hiding the confusion to see the cat follow and immediately sidle up to him. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.
“Shame May didn’t tell me she was minding a cat. Would’ve brought a toy or something.” He was murmuring to himself as he braved putting his hand on the cat’s head to scratch it. “You’re a chatty one, aren’t you?”
briingmayflowers:
As soon as the text came through to confirm, May jumped into action. She hid the magic book with a quick spell, along with her usual spell for disguising her other books and commanded the pencil to fall back on the ground. She jumped from the kitchen table, just as the door unlocked.
Act natural, May…wait, has James always been that tall? No, you’re just tiny, silly! He looks so cute. Okay, FOCUS.
May sat up straight with her tail curled around her legs and tilted her head to the side. Behind her, Peter was asleep in his carry case with the door wide open. She just hoped he didn’t freak out when he woke up. Who knew if Peter liked cats or not.
When James turned around, he was caught off-guard by the sight of the cat waiting for him. It was a rather sophisticated looking cat too. The hero was thankful that there were plenty of cats around the house when he was growing up (between cousins owning them and the ones on the farm), so he wasn’t as intimidated.
“Oh, hey there....” Uh oh. May didn’t say what the cat’s name was, nor did it have a collar! “Never mind. Just, uh, making sure you’re okay. Bet it’s a little weird being in someone else’s home.” He took the risk of moving to sit near the cat. Maybe he could try petting it if it didn’t bite him straight away.
“Well, sure at least May was right about Peter liking you.” At least, he hoped it was a good thing that the rabbit was still asleep.
briingmayflowers:
May could feel the tension from behind the door, her heart aching. He was worried about her, and now she was worried about him. The last thing she wanted was for him to be concerned, but she was scared to tell him the truth. What would he think of her? Witches were still outcasts, even in the modern world. What if he hated her if she told him? What if…?
Her thoughts were cut by the next text she received, her blue eyes scanning the message carefully. She didn’t want him to go; but was this the right way to tell him? It certainly wasn’t how she imagined it, and the nagging voice of her anxiety was trying to stop her. She had to think.
[TEXT: James 💖🥰] I’m sorry! You can go inside if you want? There’s a spare key under the rabbit.
[TEXT: James 💖🥰] She’s a good cat, even Peter likes her!
May padded her claws against the chair nervously. Please trust me.
James had made up his mind to leave and try to figure out what was wrong, only for his phone to buzz twice and snap him from his thoughts.
[Text: May ❤️] if your sure...... only to make sure they’re both ok.
The rabbit was noticed and lifted to reveal the key. Then, he made sure to not make his entry too loud as he locked the door again.
“Uh... Hi Peter, and cat. Just me, James, uh... Here to make sure you’re both okay?” Cautiously, he stepped into the living area to see what was going on. Heroic instincts were nagging him to do some sort of investigation to make sure she hadn’t been kidnapped. Worse yet, they were why he was ready to fight if any unfamiliar person jumped out.
briingmayflowers:
May waited a moment, looking up towards the letter box expectantly. When he responded to ask why there was a cat in her apartment, her heart sank. He couldn’t understand her. She had to think of something to show him that everything was okay, without drawing attention to the fact she may have turned herself into a cat with magic. But, how?
She just hoped her magic still worked like this. Rushing back into the main room, she had an idea. When she had tried to text James back earlier, her claws had meant she couldn’t use the touchscreen on her phone. But, if she used her magic to make something else tap the screen, she could respond.
Jumping back up on to the kitchen chair, her feline eyes scanned the room until she found a pencil with an eraser on the end. That would do! Closing her eyes, she focused: “Pencil on the kitchen counter, rise up to hover in front of me.” To May’s immediate relief, the pencil did what she had instructed it to do, hovering a few inches from her face.
“Pencil, flip over to the eraser side and follow my eyes.” she added. The pencil did just as instructed, cartwheeling in midair. May’s eyes trained to the phone, turning on the screen and swiping up to type in her password. She double tapped the notification from James and began typing a message:
[TEXT: James💖🥰 ] Hey! Sorry for not texting you back, it’s a bit of a long story. I’m kinda looking after a friend’s cat at the moment.😖
As moments ticked by, the hero was starting to get antsy. He had kept her out of the superhero life, so no one should know about her if any thugs wanted something to use against him. But it wasn’t like May to respond with dead silence for so long. He hadn’t been too distant, had he? Was she angry at him? He wanted to knock the door again, and maybe knock it down, but he knew better. Instead, he pulled his hood up with one hand and tightly gripped the material as he began to pace.
Then... A text. Thank goodness.
[Text: May ❤️] oh. bit odd, but thats grand.
[Text: May ❤️] i was at yours but ill go on home if you’re out. your friends cat sounds a bit antsy.
... He should be relieved she’s okay, but he can’t shake that overwhelming gut feeling that he doesn’t know everything.
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“You think I can speak bat?” He could talk to insects and bugs of all shapes and sizes, but he wasn’t sure he was capable of speaking to animals of the flying mammal variety. Then, he thought… “Guess I could ask the Vampires to talk to ‘em, instead.”
Oogie’s eyes widened. “Wet blanket, am I?” he repeated. “Now, you’re just bein’ an asshole.” Despite his curt tone, Oogie was smirking.
“Ah Jaysus. You can’t be telling me you’ve never bothered to learn the language!” The chain was grabbed so he could continue the ‘good deed’. “You’re a shite landlord, you know that? But I’ll give you brownie points for getting some sort of interpreters in for it.” Once that task was done, he swung himself around to face Oogie.
“Ohhhh, I see how it is. It’s fine for you to be an asshole to your resident employees, but you can’t take it.” A half-shrug was given at that. “Hate to say it, but you’re stuck with me until you kick me back out.”
