#p:jesse

[fighterfrankie]

How Will We Fix Each Other?|| Frasse

Every time she closed her eyes, it was as if the images would rewind and play all over again. The image of Luca on the night of the bonfire was robbing her of her sleep. There was no way for her to get a moment of rest when the thought of your own brother killing you loomed in her head every single night. This night was no different from the rest of them, save for the fact that she was done. Done with being tired, done with the nightmares, done with the apocalypse. All she wanted to do was relax for once and s l e e p. It was as if the last time she had gotten a good, restful sleep was back in the clinic with Jesse. As she sat on the edge of the bed, she paused then looked over her shoulder at the wall that separated her room from his.

It only took her a few seconds to make her mind up.

Grabbing the pillow from her bed, she walked over to his room, her feet padding against the floor silently. When she opened the door, she poked her head in, an uncertain frown on her face. What if he didn’t want her there? She was probably bothering him or something. But she was just so damn exhausted of waking up with a pain in her -- a ghost pain. The pain of the possibility that she had nearly died at the hands of her own brother. Slipping into the room, she closed the door behind him, hugging the pillow to her chest.

“Can’t fuckin’ sleep,” she mumbled into the pillow, her voice coming out muffled because of it. “So scoot over...please?”

There was a pause as she fiddled with the hem of her top, her eyes avoiding his so he couldn’t see how red they were. They had always been a dead give away of her lack of sleep and she didn’t want him to worry. “Didn’t mean to wake you I just -- I need you right now.” Her bright hues lingered on his for a moment before returning to the hem of her top. For some reason she felt awkward and wary of him -- as if their previous encounter (argument?) had instilled something between them that she wasn’t aware of. 

[nohallie-blog]

parisian rendezvous || hallie & jesse

The chatter of French accents filled the room as Hallie looked around the fine dinning restaurant she found herself in. She smiled across the table at her boyfriend who looked even more handsome than usual. "This is cute." she said out loud as the waiter, who was fine as hell if she had to say so herself, placed two menus in front of them. Somehow he knew they weren't French and began to speak to them in near perfect English. Hallie was beyond relieved  even though she kinda wanted to hear Jesse attempt to order something in French. "Can we have a bottle of the house wine?" Hallie asked and the man nodded before leaving them to their menu's. "It's a special occasion." She said to Jesse as if she was justifying her actions. "I've never been on a date in Paris and we've never been on a date this fancy." 

[gabe-levi-blog]

Rewind || Jesse&Gabriel Flashback

Who: Jesse and Gabriel

Where: Jesse's apartment

When: Twelve years ago

"Listen, just... Jesse, sit down and listen to me." Gabriel said, leaning forward in the smoke filled room to reach out and touch the older man's wrist for such a short moment that it could've not even happened at all. "We're getting fucked!"

While incredibly beautiful surrounded by his cloud of smoke and air of superiority and general badassery, Jesse did not look amused. Gabriel chewed at the sore spot on his lip where he'd received a well-placed slap from Cesar only days ago for being 'disrespectful'. He'd had enough. His entire life, he'd spent listening to others. It was his time.

He waited for Jesse to snub out the cigarette and sit in front of him, smiling a little to himself as the older male situated himself on the recently reupholstered chair. "Listen, I've got a good proposition for you... working for Cesar, we're getting jipped!" Gabriel leaned forward, a tendril of nearly black hair falling into his eyes only to be tucked back into place a few moments later as he tapped on the table between them. "For every hundred bucks worth of shit we steal for Cruz, we get twenty bucks to split -- what? -- four, five ways?" Gabe's tongue flicked instinctively over the sore spot on his split bottom lip. "If you come work with me -- listen, though -- if you come work WITH me, not for me, we can split all of our profits fifty-fifty."

[originalblonde-rebekah]

It's a Date | Rebekah & Jesse {Mini-Para}

Rebekah had gone to her graduation as expected, looking around in the audience for those she knew. Some she saw, some she didn't, and to be quite fair, she wasn't sure who she even wanted to be there. This had been the first time in her existence that she had done something for herself, something she wanted. When it was over, she celebrated with those she cared about and went home to change into a short red dress, excited to go have fun with Jesse.

Her hair was curled at the ends, touching her shoulderblades, and the strapless red dress was one she'd worn before, though she supposed if Jesse hadn't seen it, it didn't really matter. She added a bit of makeup and a clutch before throwing on a pair of gold heels and waited for the inevitable knock at the door.

[fierypetrovadoppleganger]

Cotton Candy and Ferris Wheels || Jesse and Katherine

The doppelganger licked her thumb, dragging the appendage down the corner of her lip and to her chin, getting rid of any traces of blood. Katherine was lucky that it was just dark enough that the liquid on her chin couldn't be identified as the sticky and red substance that it actually was. She had just fed on the cutest blue eyed boy named Julian, her first true meal in quite a while. Ever since she came back to town, actually, and she wasn't disappointed. He was almost as sweet as his personality was. Sweet. The word brought her attention back to the man standing in front of her. Jesse. A smirk spread across her face as she inspected him from head to toe, before landing back on his face, which was quite a ways away from her own. Even in her stilettos, he still towered over her tiny form, which was saying something. They were currently walking towards the cotton candy machine, a comfortable silence having fell over them a few moments before.

"Are you enjoying the carnival so far?" Katherine asked after a few more seconds of silence. It was odd for the vampire to have such a normal conversation, or to have a conversation with someone who hated her mere presence. But she liked it, believe it or now. With Jesse, she didn't have to be Katherine Pierce: Vampire HBIC. She could pretend to be human. She had a fresh start. He didn't know her, and he didn't know anything about her past. "We'll have two, please." The word "Please," felt completely weird coming from her. Katherine almost, almost, compelled the girl standing behind the stand, but decided against it. No need to make her new acquaintance suspicious of her already. "My treat." She directed the last part to the man standing beside her, digging in her back pocket for the money she kept stashed there.

[amber-maxwell-blog]

Wonderful Christmas Time // Jesse + Amber

Cabin one was looking significantly more festive than normal, though this was no surprise, as it was the day after Christmas. The twinkle lights strung on practically every inch of the wall were stunning, yet an acquired taste. On Amber's bed was a tidy arrangement of holiday themed pillows, along with fair isle bedding, further accentuating her enthusiasm for the Christmas season. Beside the bed stood a small Christmas tree decorated to within an inch of its life. Sitting then, upon her nightstand, was a collection of candles. These candles were not necessarily created to be burnt at the same time, but Amber couldn't decide which one she most wanted to smell, leading to her decision to burn them all at once- probably a fire hazard, but worth it in her opinion. 

Hearing a knock at the door, she looked up from the painting she was in the midst of wrapping. With a grin on her face she hopped to her feet and scampered to the door, only slowing down for a moment to slide across the floor with her fuzzy red and green socks. 

Cracking open the door, she giggled before asking, "What's the magic word?"

[clamoringsmile]

Madge couldn't help stop the smile from reaching her lips at his words and, yes, even a fair amount of blush covered her cheeks no matter how badly she'd tried to stop it. "I draw you in, huh? Care to elaborate, my dear Jesse?" Her tone was a bit playful, though the look in her eyes gave away her curiosity as well as excitement to hear his explanation.

[starstruckdancer]

We're Like Diamonds In The Sky | Jesslyn

Taylin hadn't spent much time with Jesse lately and she missed him. He was there before Chord, before the relationship and was the first person she ever met when she came to Norville. It wasn't as if she spent all the time with Chord either, he had gone into hiding and she had taken to staying to herself. Neither were to blame. But, they were still best friends and she intended on keeping their relationship pretty much the same. If it hadn't been for Chord walking into her life with his stupid hippie hair and way that he buried himself into her heart? It was highly probable that Taylin would still be in like with her best friend.

Changing into her pajama pants and a comfortable t-shirt, Taylin grabbed the box of tea along with two mugs before she stepped out of her dorm and walked down the corridors, through the hallway and made her way to Jesse's door. She'd already texted Chord to tell him that she was spending the night with Jesse so everything was done on her part. Knocking, she found herself smiling as she waited for him to open the door. "Stargazer, it's Little Dancer. Open up!"