#thecaptainjamessong

[duoxcorda]

Park

Theta had taken the family out to the park, the rest were all sat down eating whilst Theta had two of the youngest in the actual park. She was pushing the swings when she noticed someone familiar. "James? James Song is that you?"

[walkedclouds-blog]

thecaptainjamessong

      msg to: cap.

           > you left your .... thingy here.            > it's beeping. what am i supposed               to do with this ??????

[badlucksong-archive]

thecaptainjamessong ;;

                        ┌               ╯  ☢  ℬad ℒuck  ☢ ╰               ┐

            ❛ I'm visiting,                    where's the food ? ❜

[ninthtimesacharm-blog]

thecaptainjamessong started following you

  "You're my what with who?!

[knownconsortofthedoctor]

thecaptainjamessong

"You can't be serious?" River said looking at her soon with clear disbelief. "I'm not the one in the wrong here go and talk to your father."

[badwolfthroughtimeandspace]

*cough* jamesandannareadingtogether *cough*

[jamieacquaatyourservice]

!!!!!

2. A pet/animal hopping on the bed

It was all smiles and laughter between them, which Jamie thought was as perfect as it could get. They rolled around the bed, playfully fighting for who would be top, kissing and giggling. He'd make an argument as she rolled on top, only to be silenced as she rolled her hips or bit his neck or some sort of trick. And she would tease, he would try and take over, and they'd repeat the familiar game again.

"Now, see, that I learned when I lived in India, and I was dating this-" She let out a long and high squeal as he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her on her back. "Hey-!"

She was interrupted by her gigantic mastiff jumping up on the bed, a toy in his mouth.

"I, uh..." She tried not to blush too hard. "I think he thinks that was me calling him to play."

Freddy didn't seem willing to move, only looked between them.

"Do me a favor? Throw the toy out in the hall and close the door behind him?"

[jamieacquaatyourservice]

black bird

It was the first time she’d ever seen a dead body before. Jamie was thirteen, old enough to understand it, but somehow she couldn’t find it in her to cry. Mama was weeping by the bed. She clung to Papa’s shirt, terrified, as he tried to hold it together. Her sisters were elsewhere, too little to know what was happening.

Ryan laid in the bed. His face had been so red for so many days now, so sick, he had been in so much pain, and now… Now her brother was dead.