#c.jess

[thesoulbound]

'Kissed' / from jess !

Send ‘Kissed’ // @villainshe

and I’ll generate a number from 1 to 45 to determine where your muse has kissed mine and how my muse reacts!

40. Calves

Sam lifted himself up on his elbow and tugged up the sheets just enough to catch Jessica placing kisses on his right calf, "Well that's unconventional," he chuckled, wiggling his foot a little, "What are you even doing?"

[thesoulbound]

Touch Starved Prompts // @heartsurpluss​

☺ - cuddles with my muse -- [Jess]

Sam tugged gently on Jessica’s hand to pull her into his arms, “Where you’ve been?” he wondered, nuzzling against her neck.

[xorkiimoving-blog]

morningxnoonxnight

okay. round two!

  So his biological mother was a very young woman in China. Early twenties. She didn't know about Apollo's godliness until after her baby was born.   It messed with her head, and she was driven crazy. She abandoned her baby, viewing him as a sort of demon (or something akin).   That's right, ladies and gents. Jess Abrams was a dumpster baby.   He was adopted at ten months by a family in Kansas. They already had a two-year-old biological daughter of their own - Miriam. Their son Tobias was born three years later. Another few years after that, they took in Leah as a foster child, and eventually adopted her as well.   He was named Jeziah, though he goes by Jess and only Jess.   He was taken to camp at nine, by a satyr taking the role of one of his Boy Scout troop's leaders.   He was claimed by Apollo during his first summer.   The war against Kronos took its toll on him. He was only fifteen, but lost a lot of people and his right leg. He still has severe nightmares and avoids coming to camp until after the Fourth of July fireworks (by default, he hasn't returned since the war - but for the sake of roleplay, there's an alternate timeline in which he does).   He was a healer during the war, and blames himself for those he failed to save. There are other small details here. This is the basics, though! I'm still working on his backstory, I'll admit. So there are probably a few holes. But they will filled in. ^0^

[xorkiimoving-blog]

untitled |x| Ina + Jess

morningxnoonxnight​

“—”

“Yeah. Yeah, I can do that. Want to help?”

[xorkiimoving-blog]

louellenthenosestealer asked : "Quick catch that cat it stole mah' wallet!" [[either ruth or jess is fine ;P]]

“—”

“Asking the one-legged guy to catch a cat?”   They're pretty fast. How'd it even get your wallet?

[xorkiimoving-blog]

LJ3 at hOGWARTS THO <3

yeeeeeeee

  His adoptive parents and siblings are Muggles, but his biological father had been a wizard. So here he is. Half-blood Jess Abrams as a little firstie Ravenclaw. Alone, but perfectly fine with that.  Until his second year, when some first-year Gryffindor (a certain Emmett Callaghan) just won’t leave him be. There’s enough commotion with the Tournament, and now this? At least he can somewhat escape via violin at the ball.  During Jess’s third year and Emmett’s second, a newcomer arrives! Another Gryffindor - a girl this time. A girl that gets into fights and loses points for her house. Together, the trio learns about the Patronus Charm. Each is delighted to discover they can each produce one (a lynx for Jess, a collie for Emmett, a ram for Ms. Ruth Guerra). After all, they’re still children - and happiness is abundant.  Second-year Ruth and third-year Emmett - fourth-year Jess still asks himself every day why he chooses to hang out with them (but secretly wouldn’t trade them for the world). Emmett and Ruth wondering about the possibilities of becoming Animagi, but deciding the process is too much of a commitment. Jess is beyond relieved, to say the least.  Ruth’s third year, Emmett’s fourth, and Jess’s fifth. There’s not much studying you can do with a war raging on around you. They stay for the battle, together as always. Emmett, forbidden by his parents to fight (but does so anyway), narrowly escapes death. Jess’s leg is destroyed. Gone for good.  After all is over, after counting the bodies of their too-young friends and housemates, they share a moment. Huddled together. Silence. Nothing. Only each other. Only silent tears.  Later, Jess seeks the company of the lynx he’s grown somewhat attached to, but is more than heartbroken to discover he can no longer produce it. (He tries again, years later, but still nothing.)  And now. Two years left together. The fourth- and fifth-year Gryffindors. The sixth-year Ravenclaw. Inseparable. Unsure how they all fell in together, but unwilling to change it.