Divine Sugar

11 PM | Jackson & Jungjin

@mp-jacksonx

Yet? That told Jungjin that maybe this guy was wandering around like he was. Maybe he hadn’t had a moment to settle down with some friends..or family. That alone had him thinking of his family suddenly unsure who he really felt like he could handle running into. Not his father he was sure.. “Ahh..haha it’s fine really..but there is a lot of people here. It has me wondering if everyone that came really does live here on the island or if they are just here for the event?”

Jungjin takes a moment to look around the venue just as this stranger does but his bright hazel eyes are back on the guy when he suddenly asks to have a drink with him. The young demigod really doesn’t mean to stare but he was a little stunned. He’s never been asked a question like this before so it took him a moment to figure how just how he should answer. If this guy’s sweet smile had anything to say about it though..it definitely helped.. “Oh, um sure.” he smiles back. “What do you like to drink usually..?”

#he is so WHACk #Jackson~Jungjin #he really did that

Jackson thought for a second as he looked around before whispering in a dramatic way, just for jokes. “I think, everyone just flocked here because they know this island has the best snacks. And the cutest faces. Ae; You.” He tried to look serious for a moment before he ended up cracking the biggest smile. Jackson was a big goof. he flirted and didn’t even really know he was doing it, and just to make things even better, he couldn’t help but radiate weird energy. Always.

When he received a smile back from the gentle faced blonde man, he returned it tenfold, while his mind ran through the thousands of drinks he liked. “You know, there’s so many it’s hard to choose. But I would say a real light mimosa. Gets me ten times more giggly than I already am. Which.. arguably could be a bad thing.” Without thought of personal space, as he very much didn’t have, his index finger and thumb wrapped around his new aquantance’s wrist, pulling him skillfully through the crowd.

A million and one, ‘sorry,’ ‘excuse us’ ‘Thank you my bad’s later, they made it to where he saw a few drinks at least. “If I get too much, don’t be afraid to shut me the fuck up. I tend to ramble, and also gain eyes because i can be too loud when I’m excited.” And there he went, rambling again, talking too much about himself because he was always worried he came off as too much. Which made him come off that way even more. But everyone had their flaws, right?

“What would you like to drink? I’ll get you one if you’ll let me.” His eyes were warm, smile inviting, and his tone gentle as he asked. Jackson sure didn’t want to impose, but he really wanted to buy him a nice drink if he could. But before he could go any further his eyes grew wider than when he realized he had gotten the apartment here. “Oh my god I am so sorry, cutie i.. well I did not get your name, did I?” He pouted at himself, wanting to slap his own head for being so uncaring. And then slap himself for calling him a cutie.

God Jackson why are you the way that you are.

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𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

change gendered language to your needs. ♡

“ crying is very punk, trust me, i do it all the time & i am a punk. ” “ do i like him or is he just tall? ” “ not to be dramatic but if i don’t get my life together i will die. ” “ am i dramatic? yes. is it justified? also yes. ” “ everything that you feel is just a chemical reaction inside your head. wow. ” “ there’s a special place in hell reserved just for me. it’s called the throne. ” “ let’s get high!! … grades. ” “ i think my gps secretly gets mad at me when i deliberately disobey its directions. ” “ it’s a bird! it’s a plane! it’s … me, trying to outrun my feelings. there i go. ” “ i am here to say that i am a bisexual who loves mangoes. ” “ why has no one fallen in love with me yet? i’m so bored. ” “ honestly, i don’t even play an active role in my life. shit just happens & i’m like ‘ oh, is this what we’re doing now? okay. ’ ” “ life hack : you don’t have to be a wolf to yell sad noises at the moon. ” “ what the fuck do mirrors do when nobody is around? ” “ it may look like i’m having deep thoughts, but really, i’m just thinking about what to eat next. ” “ do i deserve back pain at this age? ” “ i’m a simple person; anything happens, i cry. ” “ i’ve mastered the skill of feeling guilty for asking for anything. ” “ yes, the rumors are true. i’m a lovey-dovey dumbass. ” “ i try not to sound like an asshole, but it’s really hard because i am an asshole. ” “ someone has to date me eventually, right? ” “ what circle of dante’s inferno did you crawl out of? ” “ your inability to learn complicated handshakes is tearing this friendship apart. ” “ there’s no way that EVERYBODY was kung-fu fighting. ” “ saying my name is so intimate, why would you do that to me? ” “ don’t ask me about my sexuality. you’re not gonna get a straight answer. ” “ i would follow you to the ends of the earth with only mild complaining. ” “ the first step to any murder is to have fun & be yourself. ” “ i think i am subconsciously trying to ruin my own life. ” “ i may seem like an angry person on the surface, but deep down inside, i am actually angrier. ” “ i push everyone away, but in a way, i am doing them a favor. ” “ what do you mean a thesaurus isn’t a dinosaur? ” “ i’m not even a hot mess. i’m more like a lukewarm mess. ” “ i’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual. ” “ can someone please explain to me how i’m supposed to sleep for eight hours straight when i’m not even straight? ” “ you’re not allowed to be busy, you’re my only friend. ” “ becoming older than ten years old was the biggest mistake of my life. ” “ is it cold in here, or is that just my heart? ” “ if i sigh loudly enough, will all my problems go away? ” “ hey, sorry i’m late. i didn’t want to come. ”

11 PM | Jackson & Jungjin

@mp-jacksonx

Jungjin slowly walks into the venue eyes glancing around for a moment as he trails behind his brother. As he people watches he’s not surprised when he sees his brother walk off to talk to someone. He’s known for some time now that he can’t just hover over Woojin for long. He’s his own person, he can make his own decisions as an adult so Jungjin makes his way around, making rounds.

As he walks he does see a couple familiar and friendly faces, eventually stopping to talk to a regular that comes through Siren’s Song often when he accidentally steps back into someone else. It was a light bump but it was enough for JJ to turn around to face the man wanting to apologize.

“Ah, I’m sorry, there’s so many people..” he laughs a little playing it off rather well despite how he feels about being at the gala. “I didn’t make you spill anything did I?”

#Jackson~Jungjin #he's such a noob look at him trying to make friends #and drink fancy drinks #he loves this #also is nervous #<3 #Jackson;Summer Gala 2020

Jackson had been waddling around for a little bit, making sure to say hi to as many people that he recognized as he could, but to be honest there were so many people he had no earthly idea where to start. Thankfully, that starting place wasn’t the drinks just yet so there was nothing to spill when someone bumped into him out of nowhere. A big habit Jackson had was not paying attention to everything around him as he went on, and this was not the best scene to be doing that since there were much more people in this space than he had thought there would be.

“Oh no don’t you worry your little head, no drink here.. yet.” Jackson’s face scrunches up in thought of a drink, but his reaction right after is to apologize as well. For well.. being in the way. “But no no I’m sorry, I should have been watching for sure.. there’s.. a lot of people here.” With glances of his eyes he’s looking around at everything and everyone, an obvious shiver rolling up him before his attention is back on the blonde haired man in front of him. “Wanna get a drink with me? We can stand in a spot where we won’t bump into anyone, or each other for that matter.” Jackson’s laugh was as bright as his eye smile, and it was almost always contagious. At least from his knowledge it seemed like it could be! His mom always said when he smiled it was like the whole sun and bright sky shined down on her, lighting up anything in her path. Maybe it was a bit over-exaggerated, but he never forgot about it, and he hoped maybe he could do the same in other’s too.

Jackson’s First Summer Gala <3

Am I ever going to leave this house? Jackson thought as he straightened his watch to the middle of his wrist for the millionth time before heading for his keys. Meeting people was his favorite past time, and he was actually really excited for it, but the nerves in his bones still rang up him like a harsh chill. In his black suit with gold embellishments, gold bee broach to match, his ringed hand opened his car door, stepping onto the pavement with velvet black shoes, adorned with golden bees. Jackson couldn’t get enough of them in his outfits, but he wasn’t ashamed in the slightest for that. Especially when in times like these there was always a little bug friend or two flying around him.

“Well here I am. Gotta make friends, Jackson. That’s the goal here. Or just eat a fancy desert and get a tasty drink. That would be enough too.” Jackson tended to give himself little pep talks when he thought no one was listening. This time was not an exception.

#Jackson wang's first gala #he wants to make so many friends #hello hes here for LOVE #and AFFECTION #and GOOD VIBES #or for the snacks #either or #Jackson Wang #mp; summer gala 2020

two bros chillen....with jenga.. coz they Are gay

Take it back to where it all started >:)

He was all smiles as he spoke, his electric personality lighting up the whole space. “Oh you’re more than on. You can go first since I’m a nice guy here~ I’d love for you to try and beat me.” His tone purred playfully through the air as he waited for Chani to go first, his mind swirling with excitement when he got a bit ahead of his own mind, simply daydreaming about all the sweets he could get later when they eat. Oh did he want some sweets..

“Okay but when you have to pay for my food,” He playfully made a jab, giving Chani the cutest little grin as he said it. “We have to go get some sweets or something I’ve been good for like two weeks I deserve it so we gotta. Deal?” He spoke like he actually meant it, but his words were always in good fun. He wouldn’t ever think about forcing someone to eat something they didn’t want, or to actually pay for him either. Honestly speaking, he’d probably find a way to get the money for the food back to Chani somehow.

mp-chani

Jackson gasped loudly in excitement but he feigned it like it was in ghastly upsetness. “Oh you little…” He made a big grump face, darting towards Chani for a moment to playfully grab his shoulders, shaking them a bit. “You’re cheating I know it, where are the cameras.” He squinted his eyes and darted his eyes around before breaking out in laughter as his hand moved to pat the other male’s shoulder comfortingly. “Kidding. But just wait.” Jackson smiled too warmly at his funny new friend. He found Chani so fun, having a great time with him made his busy days feel much more relaxed.

Jackson craved the moments where he felt most comfortable, where he could joke around and be his outgoing self, no care in the world of acting any weird way. He liked this feeling because it reminded him so much of his time with his mom. She was the brightest star in his galaxy of life, her shine never dulled. Not even in her last moments. She was still the most beautiful woman inside and out to Jackson. When he did anything, he did it thinking of how she would handle it.

So in this moment he wanted to play for her, not win, just play with every ounce of kindness in him. Jackson reached out with gentle hands, his legs wide as he squatted into a very stable position, pulling out one of the side pieces at the very bottom. He was so stable with it, so poise with it but at the very last corner the whole jenga tower fell over his body. “well fuck.” He just sat down, jenga blocks all around him, his pout pushed out so far. “I owe you Mochi.” He laughed after though, a bright soft laugh that showed he really didn’t mind. To be honest, Jackson was excited to get Chani something.

“Yah hurry up and take your turn so we can get on with this! Either way, we are going to be eating something yummy after.” Chani just laughs carelessly when Jackson shakes him playfully. He did really love playing with Jackson because it had him forget about the things that were going on in his day to day life. There was just something about the older that felt like they could just play and be best friends. Not care about anything and just the moment that they were in right now.

It was nice to be able to think that way for the moment.

When it was Jackson’s turn he sits back and watches wanting to give the other some fairness and not pick on him too much or distract him. Yet watching in suspense as he tries to pull out another block had Chani on the edge of his seat. He watches closely and just when he thinks the older is in the clear he watches the whole tower come down. The younger was in shock for a moment but hearing Jackson curse Chani just stands up and heads to his side wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “It’s cool man, we can do a rematch next time.” he smiles. “Yes you owe me mochi, but guess who gets a discount. Haha, come on I’ll share of course.”

Jackson was thankful for the arm wrapped around his shoulders, he was just incredibly fond of physical touch in general, it always made him feel much calmer in every situation, no matter the vastness of it. Even in a small moment of sadness like this he felt much better, a smile burnt into his cheeks that he felt was permanently there with Chani, his eyes showing the same look. “Next time I’m really going to get you. But did you see my stance?? I SWORE I was gonna have that one in the bag!!” Jackson pouted intensely as he got up and hugged his friend in solace. He felt like he needed it and his hugs were always tight and very warm. More of an embrace, maybe he even created that term. “YOU GET A DISCOUNT??” Jackson pulled back from the hug, his hands still on Chani’s shoulders. Not that he needed the discount, but it was pretty nice anyways. “Okay okay let’s go I’m gonna get us SO many for my cheat day.. look, I’m cheating for you. Be proud.” Jackson teased, his feet shifting from one to the other in excitement before they headed on their way, Jackson’s shoulder bumping into Chani’s the whole way.

#Jackson~Chani #HEHE

exmpxmuzen

Quality Time

starter for @mp-jacksonx ft muzen and jackson

With a scuff of chunky trainers across the old libraries worn wooden floors, Muzen shuffles closer to the edge of the bookcase currently secluding him, before with a blink of wide, amber eyes he bends forward to peek past it’s edge to watch the demigod reading leisurely a few tables away.

“Whoa-” he coos softly to himself, almost stamping in excitement, small fists curled with the bubbling energy of it, as his eyes scan over his son. Muzen knew of his existence, he had been deliberate, but this was his first time seeing him. The god is overwhelmed with how cool his boy looked! He’s tall and handsome, with such lovely tan skin - a real son to be proud of! Of course Muzen had changed since travelling to the mortal world to create him. Not long after, he had changed vessels, as the insect god was periodically required to do, but his boy bore the hallmarks of his last vessel… and those seemed to be in direct contrast to this one! Looking more like a middle schooler now it was unfathomable that this marshmallow would be looking in on his adult son.

“So cool!” Muzen mutters to himself as his eyes glance from big hands to the book cover he’s currently delving into and it looks like a horror! So brave, he internally gushes. Such a fine son.

Thinking for a moment on his best to approach his son, as a stranger so he can fully appreciate his character, Muzen disappears behind the shelf again, bouncing a finger on his bottom lip as he considers his options. This vessel had not been deliberate, they never are. Merely like an insect shedding it’s skin to grow, the god of honey is forced to change his exterior every hundred years or so… but it does have it’s advantages.

“Excuse me?” He calls out softly, stopping by his son’s side as he smiles down at him, again overcome with how handsome his boy is! Before his smile brightens “could you help me reach a book?” He asks sweetly.

#Jackson~Muzen #PAPA #omg hes so shook #SORRY IM ALSO LATE

Jackson had been so immersed in his book he didn’t even realize that someone had been peeking at him, even if the person had been staring right at him from right next to him. So when he heard that sweet voice ring through his ears, he didn’t expect it to actually be directed to him. In fact, it even took him a minute to respond when he realized no one else had made a response. Jackson’s eyes slowly looked up from his book at the soft featured.. small man standing above him, and instantly his smile radiated. “Oh! Gosh I am SO so so sorry I had no idea you were talking to me.. genuinely oh my, I probably look so rude not responding right away!!” A trillion sorry’s escaped him as they often did, but he was quick to his feet to help the stranger, wanting to redeem himself from the rudeness he felt he accidentally gave. “What book did you need? I’m not too tall myself but I’m sure I can climb if I need to. I swear I could possible have monkey in me for how much I climb things to reach them..” A pause stopped the sentence for a second as his eyes squinted at himself, brows furrowing with the movement of his fingers to his pursed lips. “Or maybe it’s just all the athletics I try and do..” He waved the thought away as he started to get a bit sidetracked. That was a common thing for him. “Anyways anyways, yes. I would love to help.” The warm smile he gave the smaller man proved the sincerity his voice already gave.

🛏️ : our muses are forced by circumstance to share a bed for the night

Jackson hadn’t expected to have had the wild night that he did. His house was having to be renovated in a few places since he had accidentally--accidentally even though he had let the animal into his home--let a stray in that destroyed lots of his things while he was at work, so he had asked to stay with Chani, who for whatever reason he had given Jackson, didn’t have his couch available. That wasn’t an issue for him, as he didn’t think much about it, but he was a bit flustered as he asked multiple times if Chani wanted him to sleep on the floor instead. He really didn’t mind the feeling of a hard surface, he actually thought it could be good for his back,,, maybe. “Thank you again for letting me stay.. My bed frame is fucked. and my door..” His pout was really serious as it stuck out far. “Are you sure it’s okay that I stay in the bed too? Doesn’t make you feel weird or anything..?” He was gentle while asking since he NEVER wanted to put anyone out. In any way, and Jackson really made sure to read his friend’s reactions to make sure all would be well if he did.

#Jackson~Chani #Meme #continue if youd like~

🧦 : your muse walks in on my muse changing clothes .

A nice day outside always called for a nice jog on the morning sand, feeling the weight of the grains pulling you down every step you try and take up, that felt really good to him. Especially after feeling weird from some other stuff a few nights prior. “All I wanna dooooo, is water my faaaccceee, I’m a, I’m a,” Jackson held his phone to his mouth like a microphone as he walked into the public showers so wash his face off, his eyes basically closed as he sang. “I’m a SweATy BoOYyYYyy” After his little solo he opened his eyes, a grin on his face like he had won the lottery until he saw a man, less than half clothed in the front of the showers. He had for sure thought he was alone. With red cheeks Jackson covers his eyes, apologizing to the moon and back four times over. “I’m so sorry oh my GOD let me get away from your.. body..” He shook a shiver out of his spine before turning around.

#jackson~Joshua #Feel free to continue of course <3

Oh My! | Jackson & Yuta

for @mp-jacksonx continued from here

It’s not that Yuta actively goes out looking for trouble. Much like his new friend Seonghwa the Japanese man ends up at the wrong place at the wrong time. That’s just how life goes really, and the demigod always tries to be ready for it when he can. At least it keeps things interesting!

Last night was a little different though, Yuta hopes that he would not have to run into something like this. Some people were really just so messed up. “Yeah, really.” he nods looking a little wary. Seeing that the man in his bed was in some pain the ice prince stands up from his kneeling position at the side of the bed and digs into his nightstand for some pain relief. “I found you just before you passed out in some random guy’s arms.” he tries to explain carefully handing over the pair of pills and the water bottle wet with condensation already just from being in the man’s hand.

The white-haired man stood there awkwardly in just a tank top and his sweats which seemed very weird when the man’s apartment was so cold but it was easy to see the tattoos he had in such an outfit.

“Do you remember how much you had to drink last night?”

The care in Yuta’s voice was prominent, and Jackson was found blushing softly simply for the fact that he was being so nice after what seemed like what was a really not nice situation. “You’re.. right. I guess I can forget that people can still be shitty since I’ve met a really good amount of great people here..” Jackson’s lip worries between his teeth as he’s asked about his drinking ability.

“I mean I’m definitely not the best at handling my drinks, but I’m not too much of a leightweight where it only takes two.. And I normally don’t get really fucked up.” It was true, he never let himself get too messed up, he always stopped at that 7 drink mark so he never tipped over the edge too far. So it had to mean that someone had pulled something slimy.

“I can help you cook.. Or I’ll wash the dishes if you do. But breakfast dows sound really nice.. and.. I promise I’ll wash your clothes.” When he looked down he saw fabric he didn’t know, but it was incredibly comfortable and he would definitely give it back before the day was up. “I think.. No hospital.” A shiver rolls up his whole body, and not because of the temperature even though it was quite cold. He hated hospitals, he spent too much time staring at those walls and those walls only made him think of his mother. Normally he liked anything that reminded him of her, but in that case, it wasn’t good memories.

Yuta stays quiet and gives the other all of his attention when he listens to his thoughts. He’s not surprised that the other let his guard down. Maybe it was just him that’s well aware of how people can be is the same as how the divine can be. The only thing that seems to separate them from each other is their powers.

In the end, the black and blonde-haired only sighs before he’s standing up and reaches out a hand to ruffle the other’s hair. It was such a hyung thing to do yet he had no idea who was really the older one between them. That doesn’t make his hesitate though, Yuta just gives him a soft smile. “Okay, no hospital, but you really don’t have to worry about anything. How about I make you a deal. I make you something to eat, and you let me know how you feel after. If your body doesn’t hurt much more then I’ll let you clean. The clothes are no big deal either. I just couldn’t let you freeze in here. Haha, some luck you have to stumble upon a snow bunny like me.” he chuckles heading to the doorway only to stop and look back once. “I hope you like congee? That should keep you warm.”

#;(((#cries in sweet #Jackson~Yuta #still love this

Make a deal? and his end of the deal would be getting to wash? How funny was this new Yuta guy. “Wow you’ll let me wash if I eat and feel good.” An airy chuckle filled the air as his hand scratched the back of his neck. Even in a time like this, he still found the voice to laugh. “In actuality though, a bath or shower sounds...” a nice shiver ran up him again, “Incredibly divine. I will have to take you up on that, lil bunny.” He made the joke because Yuta had been the one to rub his hair in such a manor, which made it all the more funny to him to put ‘lil’ in front of the nickname. he did in fact like Congee, and the way Yuta made it was superb! in his opinion. But to be fair he liked many foods that were homemade since he always thought he could feel the love in there. Made it taste better, Jackson’s mom always said. Talking and eating was really refreshing for the fast paced boy, he had normally met people while running errands, or ran them with them, or even just at work or doing interesting activities. But to just sit down and eat, well that was something he didn’t know he needed. It felt nice in this cold house, it was warm in energy. “I’ll have to take you up on your deal, because the food was amazing.. and it did help my energy levels a bit. Still feel a bit groggy but I think i’m okay to not drown in your bathroom if i’m alone. Unless you feel the need to supervise me.” The thought that the phrase could be taken in the wrong way didn’t even cross Jackson’s mind, he just laughed, a hearty one, showing he did feel a bit better.

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❥ 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 [ 𝐀 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 ] .

designed for muses with a bit of unresolved tension between them , but can be used for any circumstances you see fit !!

my muse = reblogger your muse = sender

♡ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : add ‘ + 🔁 ’ to reverse the roles .

📖 : my muse discovers your muse reading a diary entry that my muse wrote about yours .

💅 : your muse paints my muse’s nails .

🚿 : my muse accidentally moans while your muse washes their hair .

👕 : your muse helps my muse get dressed after my muse sustains an injury or illness .

🛏️ : our muses are forced by circumstance to share a bed for the night .

🧼 : your muse bathes mine after my muse sustains an injury or illness .

🙏 : our muses’ hands brush as they walk side by side .

💢 : your muse picks mine up & carries them over their shoulder .

👁️ : your muse is watching mine sleep , when my muse suddenly wakes up & catches them .

🚬 : my muse steals a cigarette ( or lollipop ) from your muse & puts it in their mouth .

🎐 : our muses slow dance together .

🧦 : your muse walks in on my muse changing clothes .

🎀 : your muse brushes my muse’s hair .

💍 : our muses are mistaken for a couple by someone else .

👔 : your muse notices that my muse’s shirt is open & goes to ‘ fix it ’ .

👗 : my muse sees yours all dressed up .

🪑 : my muse is ‘ forced ’ to sit on your muse’s lap ( due to a lack of chairs , faulty seatbelt , etc . )

🍆 : your muse makes a suggestive joke but my muse actually acts on it .

#meme #SEND MEEEE

two bros chillen....with jenga.. coz they Are gay

Take it back to where it all started >:)

He was all smiles as he spoke, his electric personality lighting up the whole space. “Oh you’re more than on. You can go first since I’m a nice guy here~ I’d love for you to try and beat me.” His tone purred playfully through the air as he waited for Chani to go first, his mind swirling with excitement when he got a bit ahead of his own mind, simply daydreaming about all the sweets he could get later when they eat. Oh did he want some sweets..

“Okay but when you have to pay for my food,” He playfully made a jab, giving Chani the cutest little grin as he said it. “We have to go get some sweets or something I’ve been good for like two weeks I deserve it so we gotta. Deal?” He spoke like he actually meant it, but his words were always in good fun. He wouldn’t ever think about forcing someone to eat something they didn’t want, or to actually pay for him either. Honestly speaking, he’d probably find a way to get the money for the food back to Chani somehow.

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The little things. He always told himself that the little things were always what made things the best. The small brushes of the shoulder that give a small insight to the care he holds, the lunch dates, the flower picking, he needed to do these things to keep happiness flowing. His mind was always flowing with what little things he should be doing constantly, what he should be doing to reassure someone that he wanted to be there and wanted to have the connections he did.

That’s why every time Chani pulled out a block, he clapped so hard his hands were red, cheering for him like he wasn’t supposed to be beating him. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t still playful, “How are you beating me huh? I’m gonna have to jump real hard while you pick your next piece so i can win and get that mochi you are talking about..” He paused, looking Chani dead in the eye with a serious face, then he whispered, “Because I want that shit.”

Such a serious face on Jackson’s face is so different compared to his infectious smile but despite the duality of it he still knows that the older is just messing with him playfully. “It’s not my fault I got steady hands, hyung.” he chuckles pulling out another block from the side this time, gently nudging it out and setting it on the top.

“There, no fun in making it easy for you, you know?” he grins stepping back letting the other get his turn in. It was crazy for Chani to realize just how much he needed nights out like this. To make friends who weren’t just those he says hi to passing by. He should be living his early 20s out and about. Learning things here and there whether they are from his own experiences or others. He really hopes he could keep Jackson close like this. Maybe even meet others that could be just as fun.

#Jackson~Chani #Two bros #coz they ARE gay #why is he having SO much fun

Jackson gasped loudly in excitement but he feigned it like it was in ghastly upsetness. “Oh you little...” He made a big grump face, darting towards Chani for a moment to playfully grab his shoulders, shaking them a bit. “You’re cheating I know it, where are the cameras.” He squinted his eyes and darted his eyes around before breaking out in laughter as his hand moved to pat the other male’s shoulder comfortingly. “Kidding. But just wait.” Jackson smiled too warmly at his funny new friend. He found Chani so fun, having a great time with him made his busy days feel much more relaxed.

Jackson craved the moments where he felt most comfortable, where he could joke around and be his outgoing self, no care in the world of acting any weird way. He liked this feeling because it reminded him so much of his time with his mom. She was the brightest star in his galaxy of life, her shine never dulled. Not even in her last moments. She was still the most beautiful woman inside and out to Jackson. When he did anything, he did it thinking of how she would handle it.

So in this moment he wanted to play for her, not win, just play with every ounce of kindness in him. Jackson reached out with gentle hands, his legs wide as he squatted into a very stable position, pulling out one of the side pieces at the very bottom. He was so stable with it, so poise with it but at the very last corner the whole jenga tower fell over his body. “well fuck.” He just sat down, jenga blocks all around him, his pout pushed out so far. “I owe you Mochi.” He laughed after though, a bright soft laugh that showed he really didn’t mind. To be honest, Jackson was excited to get Chani something.

What’s 9 plus 10? 8. (Jackson~Joshua)

where this bitch started

@mp-joshakana

“That was badass, I’m not going to lie. I felt like I was in an ampitheatre..” He chuckled a little whine scratching the back of his neck. He had just been on his morning jog, not having seen this shop before he got a bit excited to check it out and see what it was about. “How long have you been open here? I feel like this is either new or I have just been oblivious to it.. Which,” He paused dramatically and wiped his eyebrow with two fingers, “could very well be the case.. Now that I think about it.”

Jackson always thought he was pretty good at paying attention to details, but there was at least one thing a week that proved his knowing of that wrong. Maybe he was a bit more oblivious than he thought.

#jackson~Joshua #I kept going oops you dont have to #also its short :((

Oh My! | Jackson & Yuta

for @mp-jacksonx continued from here

It’s not that Yuta actively goes out looking for trouble. Much like his new friend Seonghwa the Japanese man ends up at the wrong place at the wrong time. That’s just how life goes really, and the demigod always tries to be ready for it when he can. At least it keeps things interesting!

Last night was a little different though, Yuta hopes that he would not have to run into something like this. Some people were really just so messed up. “Yeah, really.” he nods looking a little wary. Seeing that the man in his bed was in some pain the ice prince stands up from his kneeling position at the side of the bed and digs into his nightstand for some pain relief. “I found you just before you passed out in some random guy’s arms.” he tries to explain carefully handing over the pair of pills and the water bottle wet with condensation already just from being in the man’s hand.

The white-haired man stood there awkwardly in just a tank top and his sweats which seemed very weird when the man’s apartment was so cold but it was easy to see the tattoos he had in such an outfit.

“Do you remember how much you had to drink last night?”

Poor Jackson felt so lost in this moment. He didn’t know the man in front of him, didn’t know what room he was in, and the Chinese man didn’t know anything that happened the previous night either. When he tried to think back,, like squeeze his eyes shut type of think back; he could only remember he had gone for drinks..but he couldn’t even remember if he had brought a friend of anything.

“Random guy?” He tried his hardest to think of a face that was familiar from last night but he saw nothing. The only think he could see were the pills and water this mystery man was holding out to him. It wasn’t even until then that he noticed he was fully bundled up in the blankets on this man’s bed, his arm having to snake itself out. The pills should have been an easy swallow but for some reason they got caught on his dry throat.

The cold water helped as he washed down the dry pills, his body moving to sit up. “Thank you..” Jackson hated putting people out, and he felt like he was well overstaying his welcome. “I uh.. I don’t remember having more than two to be honest..” It was weird that he only remembered that amount.. “Ah.. but my body feels like… shit.” He paused. “I’m so sorry I’ll be out of your hair soon.. Shouldn’t be hogging up your bed like this..”

“Whoa hey..it’s okay really.” he says just as he slowly sits on the edge of the bed taking the water back from him to set on the nightstand before trying to get the guy to lay back again. “I wanted to take care of you. I couldn’t just leave you out there. This place might be cool and all with all these gods and demigods but that doesn’t mean there aren’t assholes in the world.”

It took a second too long but when Yuta was going back over the information the guy gave him on how much he had to drink his eyes narrowed. “Do you usually get drunk off of two drinks? Or blackout? I can only assume you know how to drink well if you’re walking into a bar alone.” That would have been the worst if what he’s assuming is correct. What kind of sleazeball needs to drug another’s drink just to get what they want? Yuta didn’t like it one bit and it had him a little paranoid of his new friends and little brother he’s met on the island.

“I’m Yuta by the way.. I guess I’m kinda late with that..but like I said. I wanted to take care of you. I can make you something to eat too that might help more with the headache too. If things get worse I can also take you to the hospital..?”

#Jackson~Yuta #Yuta #hgkdsjf I'm gonna steal him #<3

The care in Yuta’s voice was prominent, and Jackson was found blushing softly simply for the fact that he was being so nice after what seemed like what was a really not nice situation. “You’re.. right. I guess I can forget that people can still be shitty since I’ve met a really good amount of great people here..” Jackson’s lip worries between his teeth as he’s asked about his drinking ability.

“I mean I’m definitely not the best at handling my drinks, but I’m not too much of a leightweight where it only takes two.. And I normally don’t get really fucked up.” It was true, he never let himself get too messed up, he always stopped at that 7 drink mark so he never tipped over the edge too far. So it had to mean that someone had pulled something slimy.

“I can help you cook.. Or I’ll wash the dishes if you do. But breakfast dows sound really nice.. and.. I promise I’ll wash your clothes.” When he looked down he saw fabric he didn’t know, but it was incredibly comfortable and he would definitely give it back before the day was up. “I think.. No hospital.” A shiver rolls up his whole body, and not because of the temperature even though it was quite cold. He hated hospitals, he spent too much time staring at those walls and those walls only made him think of his mother. Normally he liked anything that reminded him of her, but in that case, it wasn’t good memories.

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𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

“ let’s go home. ” “ um, excuse me? ” “ you broke it. ” “ need a hand? ” “ please, help me. ” “ i missed you. ” “ i’m not sorry. ” “ tell the truth. ” “ what happened here? ” “ got a minute? ” “ life’s a bitch. ” “ you’ve done enough. ” “ i’m still learning. ” “ don’t touch me. ” “ was that you? ” “ there’s no god. ” “ you deserve better. ” “ you’re a saint. ” “ you are enough. ” “ maybe you’re right. ” “ this will pass. ” “ you complete me. ” “ you got this. ”

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

“ don’t be so dramatic. ” “ no guts, no glory. ” “ i’m calling for help. ” “ run away with me. ” “ it’s always been you. ” “ some things take time. ” “ you’re being awfully quiet. ” “ please don’t hurt me. ” “ snap out of it. ” “ did you miss me? ” “ how do i look? ” “ i wanna get better. ” “ whatever floats your boat. ” “ i’ll love you always. ” “ what are you waiting for? ” “ at least i tried. ” “ give me a kiss. ” “ what’s the fucking point? ” “ god, i love you. ” “ i’m doing my best. ” “ i waited for you. ” “ you woke me up. ” “ stay with me tonight. ”

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄

“ you can’t keep doing this. ” “ i think i love you … ” “ you make me feel special. ” “ are you upset with me? ” “ you need to heal first. ” “ let me see the wound. ” “ is your brain even on? ” “ don’t give up on me. ” “ you are perfect to me. ” “ i can’t take this anymore. ” “ you are my favorite person. ” “ you had me at ‘ hello. ’ ” “ i wanted to see you. ” “ don’t give me that look. ” “ you’re a work of art. ” “ i’m not scared of you. ” “ i have … so many questions. ” “ do you think i’m stupid? ” “ just tell me what happened. ” “ i just want to help. ” “ we need to be careful. ” “ what did you just say? ” “ i miss talking to you. ”

#SEND EM BABIES

Is there anything better than pussy? Yes, a really good book. (Jackson~Hanhwa)

friendly faces lead to good friends

Jackson ~ @mphanhwa

The sweet Chinese man enjoyed all the questions he was given, even more happy to answer them. “It can take a while but.. to be honest I think you will pick it up really fast. You seem super smart.” Jackson’s hand stretched out to pat the top of Hanhwa’s head but he stopped right in his tracks. The realization of consent to touch ran through his busy brain.

“Is it okay if I pat your head or.. like hug you eventually or something?” A lot of times Jackson wasn’t the best at asking, but he could feel the uncertainty, he could also feel the years of something he could never imagine going on in his new friend’s mind. Of course he didn’t know the struggle’s or experiences that caused Hanhwa to react in certain ways, but his body had a good way of feeling it. To be honest, it only made him want to be a better person for Hanhwa, a person he could trust with any words he may say or ask.

He couldn’t dwell on the question long, since he was overly excited to help, he felt the need to respond to the other man’s question.

“Have you ever seen a game? Like a sports game? There’s these girls or guys who try to..” He had to pause to think for a moment for the right word, “Try to encourage.. Or to motivate! Yeah motivate the players to do a good job!” His smile was so bright his eyes closed for this one. “So It’s like you’re a really cool player and with me cheering you on, it’ll help you win the game!” He wasn’t quite sure if he made the most sense in his explanation, but he could definitely explain it on a different way if he needed to. As many times as he needed to with not a single second of hesitation.

“I think.. the only thing it changes is that you’re not alone. If I’m here for you, you don’t need to worry about anything. If you need something? Just call. I’ll pick up. Need some food? A friend? A shoulder to lean on? A teacher? Being here for you means you can be a little less distressed at any time.” The features on his face softened a deep amount, his eyes finally opening up fully before he remembered something in his bag. “Oh~!” He bent over to reach into the small pocket of his bag, bringing a little paper out. “This is my phone number, and this is my address also.. so if you want to come by, you just have it right there!”

#Jackson~Hanhwa #Hanhwa #Thread #he wants this friendship so bad #so pure

Is there anything better than pussy? Yes, a really good book. (Jackson~Hanhwa)

mphanhwa

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Jackson didn’t pay any mind to how timid Hanhwa was acting; which could have been a good or an equally as bad of a thing. Truly, he was never malicious when he acted this way, he just simply thought not to treat anyone differently because of certain behaviours and things people can’t help. Everyone was on the same level, no matter what you have going on.

“Oh no, don’t worry about it! They helped me a lot so I think for you it’ll be the same!” Another bright smile in and he was determined to make Hanhwa know that he did deserve things like these, and that he would be willing to help him until he genuinely didn’t need it anymore. It was embedded into his core to help. To show the world the happiness they deserved and he would always strive to make people understand. Beauty was for everyone. Even the damned.

“Trust me, it’s really going to help. You’ll want it~ Oh! And that reminds me,” His ringed fingers looked through the pages, pulling out a book from his bag that had way too many copies of paper stuffed inside. There were pages he had copied that matched the ones in the book, so he could trace on them and write, and practice like he was actually getting homework. “I made these so you didn’t have to write it all out yourself.. But I will be making sure you practice! It’s basically my life long goal now to get you more literate than me.” He was absolutely serious, as well, his mind already having plans for lessons way in the future.

He doesn’t know if it was possible for someone to smile at him like Jackson did. It feels genuine, at least, which confuses him a little bit but he decided to just leave another question asking ‘why’ inside him. One of his coworkers told him he was a little bit pessimistic, though he’s not sure what that word means either. “Okay,” nodded slowly, trying to process Jackson’s words and encouragement.

Though it might not mean anything, Hanhwa likes it when people speak softly to him. It feels nice, which is the feeling he rarely got. He hoped that he’s able to feel nice, though he knows that if he hangs around Jackson he’ll get that feeling. “There’s so many…” he muttered, looking back and forth from the copies of papers Jackson has provided for him. Though he might not be able to read the words properly, the pictures on the copied papers tell him enough that the other made more copies than needed.

The corners of his lips tugged upwards into an awkward smile, “thank you Jackson,” he nodded sincerely. He doubted that he could be more literate than the other, he barely could read and write the alphabets correctly. Jackson’s determination stirred something inside of him, the feeling of him wanting to do better and maybe becoming more literate just like the other had told him, “I’ll try my best.”