hey didn't you say you were bioluminescent
“...On the inside, yes. What on earth do you need to know that for?”

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hey didn't you say you were bioluminescent
“...On the inside, yes. What on earth do you need to know that for?”
[ there's a box. on your doorstep. guess what's inside. (if you guessed gingerbread house, you'd be right. he thinks it's /hilarious/.) ]
[Brenda opened the box that apparently only had a note attached to it that read ‘J’. Now who could it be? Well. Inside the box was a gingerbread house. So maybe it had to come from the only human being she knew that had ever given her as a present a gingerbread house.]
“--I suppose I will have to add him to my thank you letter list.”
[She said, taking out the house. She wondered if the bread was poisoned. Hm. Well, there was no harm in assembling the house if nobody ate it, right?]
Aww, you’re actually trying to run away with tied hands and feet. That’s so cute.
“J-Jean, please- please untie me. This is not fun, you are scaring me-” he had tried to move, but ended up falling on his face; and well, it hurt.
Mmph isn’t a word, darling. You’re going to have to speak more clearly.
It wasn’t a word, no, but it was the best he could do with something covering his mouth like it was. How was he expected to be articulate when it felt like he had a ball of cloth shoved into his mouth?
Spitting out another frustratingly muffled bunch of angry words at Jean, he glared at the man - although it didn’t help the steadily rising panic that he was valiantly attempting to fight down.
What did Jean want with him? He had a few guesses, and rather hoped the man just wanted to scare him.
You could be so much more y’know...
“...what do you mean?”
I like how Bjorn is an asshole. I FUCKING LOVE ASSHOLESS MMHM GOOD SHIT SIGN ME THE FUCK UP. But like he's an asshole with standards. Wouldn't liquify human remains into a milkshake EUGH that takes away the taste! Savours it with delicacy and elegance. Truly, an example worth following. Anyway: nice oc I wanna see more adventures with potential daddy bjorn teaching baby bjorns how to KILL
YOU HEAR THAT, JEAN
YOU’RE A BARBARIAN
A BARBARIAN
No but for real thanks man (>uo) b
Baby Bjorns being taught how to kill will happen on here eventually.
You take such joy in pretending you're okay.
“Pretending? I’m... I’m not pretending, that’s - that’s stupid. It’s been at least three years since Stansbury, I’m fine. I’m fine.”
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slapping them
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He seems shocked for several moments before glaring at the other man.
“Really? Poison, and then slapping me? You’ve lost whatever touch you had. And might I add - what the devil was THAT for?!”