Where I shine

" I'm Jimmy Olsen – photojournalist for the Metropolis Daily Planet – and this is where I shine" Canon Divergent Jimmy Olsen from Superman. OC & Multi-muse friendly. Much experience. Muses & Mun 21+ FC: Jack Quaid

[whereishine]

"I'm Jimmy Olsen – photojournalist for the Metropolis Daily Planet – and this is where I shine"

[Daily Planet Photojournalist Jimmy Olsen] canon divergent, heavily comic inspired. FC: Jack Quaid. independent, not private but slightly selective. OC, crossover and multi-muse friendly. Loved by Declan. 18+ to interact.

A study in: golden retriever energy, curiosity killing the cat, getting up after being knocked down, not your ordinary damsel in distress.

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[memepocalypse]

Go To Bed

Another one about making people sleep...

"Are you still awake?"

"I think you need to rest..."

"I'm getting worried about you, you know."

"You really do need to sleep."

"It's okay to be tired."

"You can rest your head on my lap... if that'll help?"

"Let me stroke your hair..."

"I just want you to feel better."

"You would feel better if you actually slept."

"The last time that you actually, really rested..?"

"Sh, sh, it's okay. You're overtired, that's all."

"Okay, I have you, just... relax. Let yourself relax."

"I worry about you, you know. How little you sleep."

"I hear you walking about at night, when you think everyone's asleep."

"I know that you're pretending."

"I'm really not that tired. Promise."

"I'm just a bit... uh. Just... just a bit... I'll be okay in a moment."

"You're swaying so badly you can barely stand!"

"You have to rest! I'm not taking no for an answer!"

"Don't worry about me this is - this is normal -"

"You keep yawning like that you might break your jaw."

"It's nice. Warm. Cosy. Come to bed."

"I just want you to actually rest, for once. Please."

"You have to actually relax."

"Take a breath. Lean back. Close your eyes."

"When's the last time you trusted someone enough to do this?"

"I want you to actually try. That's all."

"Would you let me try something?"

"This is not normal. Even for you."

"I'll get you a heated blanket, warm milk, blackout curtains, anything. Just go to sleep."

[crownmemes]

Worried & Scared Sentences, Vol. 2

(Sentences for muses who are in trouble and are worried or scared because of it. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"I am only going to say this one time, okay? Whatever stupid ideas you've got locked in that rock hard head of yours, they're going to get you killed!"

"I support and love you and usually would absolutely be here for you wreaking bloody vengeance, but this does feel like something we should walk away from!"

"Don't risk it. It doesn't look safe."

"Without fear, we wouldn't know how to be brave. Fear is what makes us heroes."

"You know, I thought I'd gotten so used to being scared that it just felt normal - but this feels different."

"Things here feel different now. They feel wrong."

"I can't lose you. Not again."

"Are you here to attack me again? Do I need to arm myself?"

"I don't trust these people. There's something really weird here."

"Something terrible is happening here, and we're not sticking around to find out what!"

"I don't want to be scared anymore."

"I need to get out of here. I can't stomach this."

"Do you promise that I'm going to be okay?"

"Are we safe here?"

"I know you believe in what you're doing, but you've got to try to stop making it worse!"

"No! That's literally the start of a hundred horror movies!"

"I would like to remain not dead for the foreseeable future!"

"This whole thing is a trap!"

"Here's the thing: any time you say that we're fine, it means that we're not fine."

"If you go there, you'll be killed!"

"Usually, when we're in dangerous situations, you hide your nerves by asking weird, inappropriate questions."

"Do you think we made it angry?"

"What I've got to do is going to tear me apart."

"I want to go on record as saying that this is a very bad idea!"

"I know you're scared - I'm scared too - but we have to move, okay?"

"No running away, okay?"

"I don't like the sound in your voice when you say that."

"I'm trying to be understated when I say that this is a bad idea."

"I wish I could go through life without feeling fear."

"Don't you think that was a little too easy?"

"I need to talk about some scary things, but you're the scariest person here so it won't scare you."

"Nothing good will come from staying here!"

"I promise you we'll be less afraid tomorrow."

"I've seen you confused and I've seen you upset, but I've never seen you afraid like this."

"What's wrong? Why are you frightened of me?"

[oc-rp-blog-archive]

"No — er, yes — I... I was not getting hurt. Not... not recent-ly," he added the last part with a mumble, hoping the little fellow wouldn't hear, but knowing in that great big heart of his that he'd undoubtedly heard it loud and clear.

He couldn't believe his ears. Why, he'd asked if he was afraid, and he'd laughed, the human. His sight, too, was incredible, for the human seemed interested, the polar opposite of fear. How Ingvar's emerald eyes widened! How his jaw dropped! This had to be a dream, and yet, no, it wasn't! This was far too real to be a dream, and too strange all the same.

... But he frowned, then, considering the question: Should he be afraid? It was a complex inquiry with a complex answer; his strong arms crossed tightly over his chest, perhaps as a protective measure, no matter how subconscious. If the human were to do him grave harm, then he should be very, very afraid. But, barring that... "Be not afraid," the giant stated at last. "... I shan't be harming you; I am meaning no menace. Not to thee — to you, I am meaning— nor... to any-one. It was — nay, it is being... great surprise, to have been... being woken up suddenly, a-and... and then, to be speaking with human being. Surely, you are understanding, human?"

That didn't feel right, to call him 'human'. It felt terribly rude.

[whereishine]

Jimmy felt his heart breaking a little as he listened to the giant speak. It was obvious that something had happened to him in the past, for him to be so nervous about speaking to a human. Images of groups of men chasing and even attacking the giant sprung to mind and he shuddered.

"I didn't mean to frighten you. It's just...well you looked like you might be sick or dead." He might as well come right out with it. "I'm glad to see you're okay though! And I get it. I'm just standing here, talking to you like it's no big deal. Not screaming or freaking out. But to be honest, I've seen a lot of things. I'm not sure what could scare me anymore."

He paused, realizing he just let that out almost all in one breath. "Do you have a name? You can call me Jimmy."

[brooklynislandgirl]

Metropolis is the kind of city that one can get easily swallowed up in. And maybe that's the reason she'd chosen to move here after the flow of events in the last year. She'd waited out the rain in the cafe, it was falling too much and too fast to make her way through it. But foot-traffic continued. Most people darting between cabs and buses and cars...running into each other in their hurry. It feels like that's the reason no one tried to stop the young man who had just tripped in front of her, the one she couldn't stop on the way down. He seemed less concerned over life and limb than the camera he had in hand. Her abilities can't ensure the camera is unbroken but it doesn't seem to be much worse for the wear. As she reaches out to help the man, she takes hold of the mystical energies surrounding him and the camera. It would be too obvious to dry him off with a silent spell, but it would only be a minor coincidence that his camera was perfectly dry and unharmed in the trip down. She's absolutely certain no one saw the faint purple glow that vanishes almost as soon as it appears. She tries helping him up. "Hey, hey, you okay? Not hurt or anyt'ing?"

@whereishine

[whereishine]

Jimmy looked up at the sound of the voice, and when he saw Beth his face turned as red as his hair. Using her help to get to his feet, he laughed lightly trying to not sound too mortified.

"Yeah, yeah I think I'm okay." he winces when he settles his balance on his feet. There was going to be a bruise for sure later, and jokes from Lois asking him why he was walking strangely.

Immediately he looked down at his camera to make sure everything was still in order. There was a soft laugh and he looked at Beth, grinning. "Something was on my side! She looks just fine. Thanks for stopping."

He looked behind him at the puddle he managed to swim in for a moment, and the curb. "I guess I wasn't paying much attention. That...happens a lot." he rubs at the back of his neck and glances towards Beth.

"I'm Jimmy, by the way."

[ofkryptxn]

Clark wouldn't have said anything if he hadn't noticed just how tired Jimmy looks, that'd sparked his concern. He looks terrible, though Clark is far to polite to tell him that, besides something tells him that he's more than aware of that fact. So he'd offered for him to just talk to him instead.

His brows furrow slightly at the response, "what kind of weird dream?" He asks, though he pauses for a beat, "I mean, if you wanna talk about it." He adds, though he's not sure he'd be able to offer any advice, but it's clear Clark wants to help.

[whereishine]

It was really hard for Jimmy to look directly at Clark. He was just slightly embarrassed that his friend was able to tell how badly he was feeling. And another part of him didn't really want bother Clark with this matter. He had enough on his shoulders.

"Well the thing is, it feels so real. I think that is what bugs me the most. I'm standing in front of this huge wall. And I mean it's huge! And it's not made of bricks. It's made of stone people! These giants, just standing there, melded together. Some of them have weapons, some have helmets and armor. When I stand close to the wall, I can hear whispering, not really sure what they are saying. But it makes me want to come closer. but when I do, one of the giants moves! It grabs me by the arm and pulls me into the wall."

His voice starts to waiver, and he rubs a hand over his face quickly to try to regain his composure.

"And that's where I wake up. But sometimes when I do, I can still hear the whispers."

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Upon being shouted at, Ingvar flinched; it was loud! But... he was speaking to him? Shouting, yes, but... speaking?! Not screaming, not crying, not pleading for a life he'd no intentions of taking, but asking him if he was OK?!

He looked from one of the little fellow's hands to the other. Both were empty. He dared breathe again, and while his heart still pounded, he no longer felt as though he were staring his death in the face. He heaved a deep breath in, then slowly exhaled.

The giant blinked once, then again. There was something almost entirely absent, he was realizing, from the human's face: fear. There was awe, and perhaps a bit of worry, a dash of surprise. But no fear. His mind began to connect the dots; had this been who had awoken him? And he'd done it to see if he was OK? Him?! Why, he wouldn't have believed such a thing possible if it hadn't happened before his eyes. He swallowed, whetting his tongue to speak.

"I-I... I am being... alive, and... all-right," he said, voice cavern-deep, and yet gentle — spoken loudly, it would have been overwhelming, like a stormy sea capable of sinking ships as its waves slammed against the masterful construction like it were nothing. Instead, it was quiet, reserved, like a calm sea in summer, perfect for sailing, with those same boats it could sink bobbing along without trouble, and the terror of the tempest a mere distant memory, a bad dream. "You are... not being... frightened of me?"

[whereishine]

Jimmy stayed very still, because he realized after a moment that this giant seemed...nervous? Afraid even? How was that even possible? This guy was massive, and could probably squish Jimmy in his fingers. And he seemed so...docile.

When Ignvar spoke, the gentleness of his voice caught Jimmy off guard, and he blinked up at him with wonder. "Are you sure? You didn't get hurt did you?" Jimmy wasn't convinced that the giant was alright, he looked pretty rough when he was discovered.

The question made Jimmy shrug and laugh lightly. "No, not even a little bit. Should I be?"

[whereishine]

Mun as muse for Munday, sounds about right.

[ofkryptxn]

@whereishine sent:

❛ i’m fine. there’s nothing for you to worry about. ❜ 

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

Clark pauses for a moment, head tilting slightly when Jimmy speaks. Still, he comes over anyway, pushing with his office chair to do so as he rolls over. "I believe you." He says lightly, giving him a small smile before he adjusts his glasses slightly. "Still, I can't help but check in, you know?" He leans back in his seat slightly, stretching though the action is a little unneeded, he had been sitting here for a decent time.

"Just letting you know I'm here to talk if you need it, Jimmy." Clark assures, though making it obvious there's no obligation to do so.

[whereishine]

Jimmy sighed, hanging his head to try to hide how terribly tired he looked. The weird dream has been keeping him up for days, and what comes after was even worse. He was grateful that today wasn't one of them. Jimmy wouldn't have any idea how to explain it to Clark.

"I..." he paused, swallowing around the words he wanted to say, and settled on. "I haven't been sleeping well lately." He reached up to rub at the back of his neck. "I keep having this weird dream."

[oc-rp-blog-archive]

Ingvar's head was spinning terribly, as if he'd just drunken barrels upon barrels of cider the previous night, and had a hangover today. The spoken words had him groaning, eyes squeezing shut a little tighter. Five more minutes, he seemed to say, wordlessly, his groggy mind not bothering to so much as interpret the meaning of the words. That couldn't be a person talking — he'd taken rest in far too isolated a place to be found and spoken to by anyone. He must have been imagining things.

And then something touched him. And all at once, with a great flinch and a gasp, he awoke, and his eyes shot open. The arms and legs began to move, weight shifting, great bones bending and immense muscles contracting; one thump, two, of impossibly-large boots upon the earth, and the ground shook, and he was standing, all forty feet of him. His head swept left, then right, searching 'round for whatever could have startled him awake — but he couldn't see anything amiss. He frowned deeply. What had woken him, then?

... Wait.

His gaze, the enormous eyes green in color, darted down to his knees, where he'd felt something subtle brush him mere moments ago. It locked upon something father down there, in his shadow. What was in his sight made his heart leap into his throat, pound in his ears like a great drum, and caused his eyes to widen considerably.

There, four stories below, standing nearly where he'd lain until mere moments ago, was a human. A million-one questions zipped through his mind like frenzied insects abuzz, and likewise could not be caught and spoken. Instead the giant's mouth opened and closed several times, bottom lip quivering, but no words came out, only bated breaths. They hitched in his chest; they caught in his throat. His eyes were practically wide as literal dinner-plates, staring down, down, down at the fiery-haired human like a deer caught in a rifle's sights.

[whereishine]

When Ingvar's eyes popped open, and his weight shifted Jimmy jumped back with a sound of surprise dropping the stick. He was paying more attention to the giant in front of him rather than the ground around him. He missed the branch under his feet, which he tripped over and fell back on his behind. Ignoring the pain that ran through his back, he moved to get on his feet again.

But seeing the look on the giant's face, the way his lip quivered, he did so slowly. He put his hands up, like he was surrendering to something.

What Ingvar didn't see on Jimmy's face was fear. Sure the human's heart was pounding a mile a minute in his chest, but nothing on his face told the giant he was afraid. Startled? Sure. A little worried? Well yeah.

"It's okay big guy" he shouted up to him. "You're okay. Well...are you okay? I wasn't sure if you were alive or not. But I see you are."

[whereishine]

"I'm Jimmy Olsen – photojournalist for the Metropolis Daily Planet – and this is where I shine"

[Daily Planet Photojournalist Jimmy Olsen] canon divergent, heavily comic inspired, headcanon fueled. FC: Jack Quaid. independent, not private but slightly selective. OC, crossover and multi-muse friendly. Loved by Declan. 18+ to interact.

A study in: golden retriever energy, curiosity killing the cat, getting up after being knocked down, not your ordinary damsel in distress.

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[whereishine]

Jimmy had planned this weekend for months. Made it very clear to his friends "If you need me? Don't. Unless the world is on fire or something."

He just needed to get out of the city, away from the bustle and noise. Jimmy could tell it was getting to him when he was having trouble sleeping. So it was time for just him and nature to hang out for awhile.

Armed with a small handheld camera, a tent and other supplies Jimmy set out for the forest that sat between Smallville and Metropolis. He heard it was a great place to do some camping. After getting everything set up, in an area he knew he was allowed to be in, he decided to wander into the forest. He was really hoping to find some cool mushrooms while wandering about.

What he wasn't prepared to see was a person. A whole entire giant person. Just resting against a tree, eyes closed and looking less than good. Once this person came into sight Jimmy froze, taking a moment to make sure he wasn't imagining it all. From that distance he couldn't tell if Ignvar was breathing or not. That seemed to concern Jimmy more than anything else. With a pang of panic in his chest, he picked up the nearest long stick he could find, and crept a little closer.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" he didn't call out terribly loud, and lightly poked Ignvar in the knee with a stick. "Are you okay?"

@riiese

[washeartsbreaking]

cora stepped in the direction he directed her, taking small quick steps in her heals and then retaking her pose."yes, i'm in the corps de ballet." she explained, smiling brightly for the photo. "hoping to work up to soloist at some point." she didn't consider herself a natural when it came to being in pictures. there hadn't been a lot of them when she was growing up, and now she wasn't always sure how to stand. usually her friends coached her from the sidelines, which meant she always looked good in pictures so long as they were there. they were all spread out around the party now. "you'll tell me if i look awkward right?"

[whereishine]

Jimmy took a few shots after she moved into place. "I'm sure you'll get soloist in no time!" The positivity in his tone shown through easily. He learned early on that sometimes people needed to hear that from others when it came to something they really wanted for themselves.

"Oh I'm sure you look..." he paused to look down at the view screen on his camera to check how the pictures turned out, and his voice dropped to something soft and awe like. "Beautiful." His cheeks flushed at his blunder, and he stepped over closer to Cora to show her what he took.

"What do you think?"

[washeartsbreaking]

"it really is, although california is too." clary spent plenty of time on the west coast too. she liked being someone that could go from coast to coast and had experienced the best of both coasts.

"maybe i could!" she shrugged, she had a lot of favorites around the city and some of them were certainly approachable, but not all of them. "i don't know if i'm the best person for that. between going to boarding school, and my last name i don't know if i'm the best person to recommend anything." she was very aware she might not be the most in touch all the time.

[whereishine]

"I've only been the West coast one time. It's like a whole other world over there! Only took me five minutes to get homesick"

Jimmy stopped taking pictures now so he could pay more attention to Clary, and not seem too rude. He turned to the girl and raised an eyebrow.

"Now when you say things like that, you know people are going to ask right? But I won't, because that kind of thing doesn't really matter to me"

With a shrug, Jimmy turned to grab another photo before turning back to Clary. "Can you recommend the best place to get a slice of pizza? I know it's a little...contested around here."

[whereishine]

The rain had let up a few hours ago, and for Jimmy that meant he could go out and scratch the photo itch. Besides there would be some fun effects he could get from puddles and reflections. It had been too long since he had gone out to take pictures that had nothing to do with his job.

The issue with Jimmy getting caught up in taking pictures is that he got caught up. So much so that everything else didn't catch his attention. Like how far back he was stepping off the sidewalk, or the giant puddle behind him he was about to take a swim in. He fell with a very undignified sound, and landed on his ass in the puddle with a pained grunt.

@brooklynislandgirl

[whereishine]

Please like for a starter with Jimmy.