#m.qa

[jaegonee]

‡‡ ouo

{Grabbing a hold of your waist from behind his fingers curl in as he waggles them against you, snickering quietly to himself before wrapping his arms around your as gently as possible--almost as if he were drunk.} Hey, you.

[jaegonee]

✗ ✗ ✗ ✧✧✧

Send me a ✗ to hear about a physical scar and a ✧ to hear about an emotional scar.

Jae’s been through a lot and while those who are significantly closer to her realise and understand that, most people are not privy to that information and it’s sometimes shocking to them to hear her stories whether it be her spilling her guts after one too many drinks or when she’s drowning in the abyss of her mind. Even at those moments, she was still somewhat aware of herself and her words and kept them as guarded as she could with her tongue so loose and her heart equally as heavy. But this stranger; a random of many randoms had stumbled into her presence and simply asked. 

With a wry smile and gaze that only matched the smile in part, she took a seat and gestured for the other to take a seat; her eyes tracking the other female as she got settled in the empty seat. She beckoned for two cups of tea and chose to use the waiting time to gather her thoughts. She could always back out and not respond; go back to her shell and remain there. Or she could be open and honest and clear some of the darkness that had settled in her being throughout her life(ves). So lost in her thoughts was she that her scent of pure green tea with the underlying scent of white tea and honey was the only thing to drag her out of her thoughts. She drew out her thoughts and inclined her head with a smile, a thanks for the tea and an underlying appreciation for dragging her out of her thoughts.

She reached for the cup and slowly brought it to her lips, wanting to savour the scent of the perfectly made drink to relax her sense before she would savour the taste. As the first sip of the warm drink seemed to warm her through and through, she set the cup back down and smiled softly at the other female.  She rolled up her left sleeve and held out her arm towards the other female, the fingers her right hand trailing along what appeared to be faint lines and markings. To the untrained eye, it looked like self-harm scars and to some extent, they were. As her fingers ran over the various markings, they seemed to darken as if they were rising to the surface of her skin to make themselves known. 

“These are runes. Not as in from the runic alphabet, but runes for runic divination…runic magick, whatever you wish to call it. They’re a bit obnoxious which is why I’ve gotten then hidden as much as I can from view. Also, let’s keep this a secret between the two of us, yes?” she grinned slightly before reaching for her cup again and taking a couple more sips. “My mother, she used to tell me the stories of Seiðr magic and how it was believed that while Norns were the true masters of said magic, there were cases in which humans could learn and master it.”

“When I was younger I didn’t think much of it. Let’s be honest there though, I was too young to give a fuck. Anyway, through these stories I learned more and more about runes and their meanings and one day, I caught a glimpse of my mother’s runes. I don’t think I was as taken aback as I should have been, but I was definitely enamoured,” she closed her eyes and sighed softly. “When my mother died, I still held on to the stories she told so that I’d remember her voice and soon that voice and those stories became things that haunted me to no extent. I remember being so deep in my nightmares and my sudden fear that I had developed a habit of carving the runes I saw on my mother’s arms into my own as if they deserved to be there or something. I used to trace them over and over, so they’d never properly heal. It’s why at first glance, they seem like self-harm injuries.”

She hummed softly and ran her fingers back over the markings until they faded and faint scars were left behind, “It isn’t clear, but if you look closely, they’re runes that don’t match up to my own runes. Isa, the rune that means ‘ice’ and is a rune of control. It sounds beautiful, but based on my understanding, the usage of isa could have dark effects and isn’t for the mentally weak, which I can openly admit that I am. Then there is othala. Which truth be told, I’m not quite 100% sure of it’s meaning or its significance to my mother. And finally fehu. Its meaning is livestock and wealth, I do believe it has something to do more with my mother’s upbringing and what she was accustomed to and how it tied in with her own magic and understanding…I think. I could be wrong. Of course there’s more, but you only asked for three and I gave you three.”

She offered another smile before finishing the last of her tea. She settled back against her seat and rolled her sleeve back down. She crossed her legs and closed her eyes to mentally prepare herself to continue. It was one thing to talk about her physical scars, but emotional were…well, emotional and that was always just another can of worms that took more out of her than anything probably ever would. But she had made this far and she’d be damned if she didn’t continue.

“I think I went in depth enough with my physical scars and I despite how much I am happy with the fact that you, a stranger, want to know about my scars, I cannot delve too deep into my emotional scars to be as in depth with you. Appreciation does not equate to complete trust, I do hope you understand that,” she said softly before opening her eyes and gazing back at the other female. “That being said, understand this. My mother’s death, my childhood, and my last relationship are emotional scars that should you get close enough, you’ll be told about.”

[jaegonee]

♦ (he thinks that way about most good looking people that cross his path tbh!)

Send me a ♦ if your character has ever had sexual thoughts about mine.

“I’m not quite sure if I should be flattered, confused, or even in the slightest manner off-put in some way...so I’ll be a mix of both....I think.”

[jaegonee]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award, you are supposed to paste it in the ask of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it’s sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. ♥

[jaegonee]

[text] I want to spoil you

— sms // helicopter dick; » You want to spoil me, oppa? Tell me more. I think I'm down with this. Let's go shopping.

[jaegonee]

doing, pastime

Doing: Three habits that I have.

1. “I have a habit of pacing up and down things methodically when I’m particularly pissed off or made angry.”2. “I have a habit of turning my back to people who could prove to be a threat to me as a way of determining how much of, well, a bitch they really are because if you can attack someone who isn't guarded or wanting to fight, then you're a little shite and will be dealt with as such.”3. “I have a habit of being a tad bit overprotective of those I care about and more often than not, I know if something goes wrong with them but won't bring it up unless they bring it up.”

Pastime: Three hobbies I have.

1. “Not a shocker to most people that know me, but writing is a hobby of mine. I enjoy being able to take a break from everything, curl up with a new notebook and a pencil, and just let my mental fictionalizations find their way to the paper.”2. “A shocker to most people, save for maybe two or three and well, those who constantly raid my home, another hobby of mine is being an engineering technologist.”3. “Another shocking, is that a hobby of mine is sewing and pottery. I love working with my hands and honestly, both of those are a huge stress reliever.”

[jaegonee]

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine."

Hearing the uttered words, Jae tensed and resisted the urge to bare her teeth and growl at the younger male before inhaling and exhaling deeply, “I'm not quite sure how that could be possible at all. I've'nt a bloody idea of who you even are.”