#jacobdashwood

[kiraxang]

I, M

The last time I felt jealous, and why.

At the Valentine’s ball where I thought that Alexandre would always love Cecily more than me. It’s so stupid now I think about it. 

If I forgive betrayal.

It depends on who the person is and what they’ve done.

[vampeatkins-blog]

B, M

Who the last person I talked to on the phone was.

Kennedy. Wanted to see if she wanted doughnuts while I was in line for coffee.

If I forgive betrayal.

No. Not ever. 

[kennedyxosmith]

O, W

O - Where would I like to travel

All over the world! But I think I really want to go to Italy, France, and Norway the most at this time. One because Italy’s food is amazing...so I’ve been told. France seems fun and Norway, I really want to see the northern lights. So I guess it doesn’t exactly have to be Norway, but anywhere where I could see them. But I do want to see as many places as I can

W - If I've done something I regret very much.

Nope. I think everything that I have done made me the person I am right now. I have grown and I am with the love of my life. There isn’t anything I want to rewrite.

[tatianawitchdoctor]

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[bloodrageprince]

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*Bonus* (swamp starter):

[heavyheartedwitch-blog]

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Amelia needed to pay more attention to her environment - was that not what she established when she returned to Acadia? This town was filled with dangers these days and witches seemed to make a wonderful target for some creatures. Yes, she knew that she had to be more careful, but it was not so easy to stay focused when there were so many things on her mind, distracting her. It was not any different in this moment. Her phone was buzzing in her jacket and she slid her hand into her pocket to fish it out. She only lowered her gaze for one second, but in the next she was facing a car - so close, Amelia had no idea what to do. There was no time for magic and her body could not move, not back, not forth, not at all. Her eyes shut themselves, but instead of an impact she felt a hard tug instead. Was it supposed to feel like that?

She was waiting for the pain to set in, but there was nothing - except for a slight stinging sensation on her arms. Amelia did not dare to open her eyes and it was not until she heard a familiar voice that she finally could. “J-Jacob?” The witch stuttered in confusion. Her blue eyes fell onto the street, but the driver was fine as well, he was merely cursing at her. “What did you...” Amelia whispered, but she could not finish her sentence. He just rescued her. Did it matter how or why? Maybe the impact would not have been fatal, but she was more than grateful that she would not have to find out. “Thank you.” She whispered as tears welled up in her eyes and before she knew it she gave him a tight hug. Whether he liked that or not.

[rayvang-blog1]

“I think my teeth have frostbite.”

“That scientifically can’t happen.” Ray looked up at the man with a raised eyebrow. He wasn’t a dentist nor a witch so he wasn’t sure what he was suppose to do. Despite the comment before an obvious overreaction. “Now the gums on the other hand...” It was a bluff but he wanted to see if the man would react to it. The glare he received almost made the kitsune smile. Almost. 

In the end, Ray suggested that they head to a bar, where he paid for the finest bourbon in the place. To help “soothe the frostbite” as Jacob suggested. It didn’t really matter as the kitsune didn’t pay with real money. But the gesture should be enough, showing that he was willing to put up with some of the man’s idiocies. 

It didn’t stop him from giving the actual definition of frostbite to Jacob. 

[bloodrageprince]

“You look like Rudolph the red nose reindeer.”

In the end, Lexi had done them both a far greater favour than they’d ever done her. It’d only taken them this long to see it clearly. An evening that had begun with the promise of a fight to the death had ended in an endless drinking round between - dare he say it - friends.

Only because they’d been wise enough, ultimately, to decide that they both stood to gain far more in friendship, than in love with a capricious newborn. Two ancient evils united under one alliance… No wonder fate had attempted to keep them on opposite sides for so long. As for Lexi, they had yet to decide whether to spare her life or toss it away as ruthlessly as all the other they’d taken before her. It wasn’t exactly the highest entry on their current list of (misguided) priorities.

It was the sixteenth drink, or maybe the twenty-sixth between them when Jacob offered that ever so enlightening observation. It was delivered in a slur, and with the sort of wobbly smile that looked entirely out of place on either of their lips.

Nicolas stared at him. For a few moments, there was nothing but silence. 

Jacob’s smile began to waver slightly, the amusement tugging at his eyes beginning to fade as he wondered whether he’d gone too far. He knew Nicolas didn’t take comparisons very lightly - let alone those to cartoon creatures. He wondered what the hell had possessed him to say it aloud, and decided that was the last drink he’d be having tonight. “I didn’t mean-”

But then the Original erupted into laughter. The deep, booming kind that filled the bar around them and captured more than one bystander’s attention. “Well, I’ll say…” He replied, downing the alcohol from the shot glass in his hand before setting it on the counter decisively. “There’s proof enough for you that I’ll need a proper meal if I’m to avoid drowning internally from liquor. What do you say? Are you in?” But he didn’t have to ask twice as Jacob’s mouth parted into a feral grin. Nicolas barely gave him the time to stand up before - in one swift movement - he’d yanked him off the stool and towards the bar’s exit.