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you're cruel, how could you pull something like that on your friend? and then you went and stole mike from emily, you're an awful person, and an awful friend
"What, you donât think I havenât myself that every fucking day? I did a lot of stupid shit in high school. I still do a lot of stupid shit. I can admit that. And that prank was the worst. But thereâs nothing I can do to fix that. As for what I did to Emily, thatâs over and done with, too. She has Matt now, and weâre working on getting our friendship back. But I never claimed to be a good person either.â
do you still have feelings for mike?
"Of course I still have feelings for Mike. He always made me happy. Still makes me happy. Now that heâs here, I feel...safe again. Maybe not completely. I donât know if any of us will ever feel completely safe ever after that. But being with him reminds me Iâve still got something good to hang onto.âÂ
what would you do if you saw another wendigo?
"I donât-- I donât know. Theyâre already haunting my dreams every night. I canât sleep, I canât go near my windows, I canât be conscious without something to block out every little sound I hear at night. If I saw another one, for real, I donât know if Iâd get lucky again.âÂ
How does it feel to be a murderer?
"How do you think I feel? I feel horrible about what I did, and I know I canât ever go back and change it. Fact is, it happened and I just have to live with it, no matter  how it eats me up inside. At least Beth and Hannah are alive again. I donât know how, but they deserve that.âÂ
â Hmm. â A low hum vibrated against the back of his throat, acting as though he were deep in thought of the opportunity presented to him. â Well, I reckon this outlawâs got lady luck on his side, on accountâa I got a whole lotâa fun and time to give, â he drawled out in the old western accent, that mischievous smirk tugging at his lips once again. Of course, after both learned the other was alive after being interrogated for what felt like forever, Jess had already been gone and Mike didnât feel right about asking her for any information of her whereabouts that night. Not over the phone. So, yeah, he had plenty of questions and plenty of things that he felt he needed to tell her while theyâd been separated. However, he was obviously pretty damn content with the playful chemistry bouncing back and forth between them, and knew that the much needed conversation between them would arise with time once they got more settled with each other. He was in no rush to relive that night.
Night terrors were enough of a reminder for him, particularly the one about losing her. No matter how hard heâd tried to catch up and rescue Jess from whatever the fuck had snatched her up from the cabin ( which he later found out was a wendigo Hannah ), she was always just out of reach. A very hard pill to swallow, it was frustrating and pretty devastating to live with the fact that he hadnât been that knight in shining armor he always preached he would be, for her. So with her hand in his own larger one, for real this time, Mike had no intentions of letting her go, unless she physically managed to pry herself out of his grasp.
â Such a waste of bubbles, honestly. Why blow around bubbles when you can just blow other shit thatâs, like⌠five thousand times more fun? â He mirrored her wink with one of his own as his arms carefully circled around her waist, one hand slowly roaming over her spine before sliding back down again. Cocking his head a little to one side, Mikeâs interest undoubtedly peaked by the suggestive expression he sported when Jess went on to tease him further. â VIP invitationâs reserved for you, always, â he murmured the response through smirk when he felt her nose lightly brush against his own. His eyes greedily took in her features for the second time that night, but those bright blues of hers pulled his focus back in on them, like theyâd done countless times before as a means of suckering Mike into doing something heâd normally be a little iffy on. However, whether big or little, the things that made her happy, in return made him happy. She was, after all, the light of his life, and he tried to keep good care to make sure she shone as brightly as possible. Much like now, with Jessâ burst of excitement, it caused a smile to break out across his face, and he couldnât refrain from capturing her lips in another kiss before he even considered responding. â I canât believe I didnât come here sooner. Think I lost my damn mind from trying to make sense of me staying there, when my little chick-a-dee already flew the coop. â
Jessâs face kept fighting between a smirk and a grin. Their launch right back into old banter felt natural, and honestly she wondered why she ever worried things would be anything less than this between them when and if they ever saw each other again. The inevitable really serious topics could come all they wanted later. Right now, they both deserved this -- just focusing on how happy they were seeing each other after all this time.Â
âRight? Like hell Iâm gonna waste my blowing skills on bubbles. My lips've got better things to blow.â Despite their jesting, her smile still softened when he wrapped his arms around her and she felt his hand moving along her back. Jess loved that she didnât even have to remind him to be careful, since her body was still sore despite how far her physical healing had come already. Though, she doubted he needed much reminding about her fall. Heâd been there when it happened. Giggling again, she let her finger roam down his chest, tapping the front of his shirt. âItâd better be reserved for me. A VIPâs gotta show her appreciation. And get some in return, obviously.âÂ
 Her eyes shut and her lips curved against his when he kissed her again, and she gripped the front of his shirt tightly before their lips parted again and she let her fingers relax. âI gotta admit, I was a little worried you might not come. But I didnât wanna straight up ask you and make you feel like you had to,â she said honestly, before an edge of playfulness crept back into her eyes. âBut now youâre here! And this chick-a-deeâs always got room in her new coop for a little extra cock-a-doodle-doo.âÂ
Back before that fatal night at the lodge, before he thought heâd lost her forever, Mike honestly figured their relationship was at its prime with how well they bounced off of each other; the quite visible chemistry between the two of them was unfathomable by anyone on the outside looking in. But now, after being able to basically pick up from where they left off, it was proven that he had been wrong. It seemed that the shitstorm of events had only managed to finally bring them even closer than they were before, if that was even a possibility, and he honestly couldnât have envisioned a more exemplary reunion. The very thought had a permanent smile plastered across his chiselled features, and laughter finally rumbled up from the pit of his stomach as Jess kept the charade going strong, which caused him to break character for only a brief moment. â Golly gee, Miss Jessica. Harbourinâ a fugitiveâs a mighty stern crime in these parts⌠You sure you donât wanna turn a rascal feller, like me, in? â A dark eyebrow cocked up, added with his eyelids dropping slightly, to make up a more mysterious expression, though the hint of a pout to his lips gave away how badly he was trying to hold it together.
Turning his head slightly, his lips found the palm of her hand while she traced a scar, pressing a soft kiss to her skin, all while cognac irises remained fixed on her. Despite how swallow Mike may come off to anybody and (almost) everybody, always having preached that only a blind man wouldnât notice just how fucking capital âGâ gorgeous the blonde was, what had really pulled him toward Jessica was her fun-loving personality. Much like himself, she could take a joke and fool around, even if the timing may not be deemed appropriate, and that was one of the long list of things he loved about her the most. Of course, they had their sentimental moments â what real couple in the entire universe didnât? â but it was all with ease, and ease Mike had been surprised came so quickly for him with her.
The professional voice Jess so easily slipped into while showing off her apartment to him caused his mouth to stretch into a wide grin, laughing again at the introductory comments she made. â Empty tequila bottles are the new decor everyoneâs been raving about, and who needs bubbles nowadays? Totally overrated. â He gave a shrug of his broad shoulders, followed by a gentle squeeze to her hand, and then he was carefully pulling her back in closer to him. It was surprising, really, that heâd managed to last as long as he did with the Jess-fever heâd developed since laying eyes on her. â Oh, really? Well, in that case, I could use all the help I can get. Thereâs no gun show without their number one fan in the audience. â
âWell, that depends, now, doesnât it, Mistah Munroe? If a handsome rascal like yerself can show the lady a fun time, the lady just might be obliged to give âim a safe house,â she teased, adding in a playful wink for effect. But she could barely hold up the charade herself, the giggles threatening to overcome her. Jess knew the more serious conversations would come later. So much happened and they couldnât brush it under the rug forever. But right now they were slipping right back into normal them, and the relief completely overwhelmed her. She couldnât remember feeling this happy in so long.Â
The entire time she spent showing him the apartment, even if it was just the main area, they didnât let go of each otherâs hand. It made her heart flutter thinking about it. Though Mike could be seen as your stereotypical, cocky jock by a lot of people, Mike had a real sweet side that often only she saw. He could always make her feel like the most important girl in the world with the way he looked at her. Between that and their constant joking, she couldnât keep the grin off her face. âExactly. Bubbles are so overrated. If youâre sharing a jacuzzi right, theyâll just get splashed out anyway.â She bit her lip and gave another wink just before he pulled her back in. And Jess made her way back very happily, resting her hands on his chest.Â
âAnd your number one fan missed those guns, which means she better get invited to the after-party, too. Otherwise, she canât deliver her presents.â Giggling, she leaned in until their noses were touching. For a moment, she went quiet, just gazing up into his eyes. God, she missed them. Feeling another rush of excitement run through her, she bounced on her toes a little and reached up to kiss him again. âI still canât believe youâre here!â
ââlet me out! i swear, i demand to be let O U T of here! if it doesnât happen in the next two minutes i will fight anyone that gets in my way!ââ
"Oh my god, kid, chill. What is with your Peter Pan get-up, anyway?â
his gaze swept from the ground to the nearest set of eyes he could locate. â what the hell is this place? â
"Uh, Magnolia? How do you not know where you are? Did you hit your head?â
â i donât want you to say anything. i just want it to go BACK. â beth exhaled quietly, her gaze on the floor. â you killed us. i probably wonât ever get over it. you donât even know where josh is. i have every right to be pissed jessica. donât you tell me otherwise. â her voice was one of calm anger. â did you really think it would be funny, jess? really? are you gonna tell me, deep down, that seeing my big sister cry over getting her heart broken is entertaining to you? â
"I want it to go back, too, Beth. But I canât do that. None of us can. I know, I know I killed you. I helped come up with that stupid prank and everything went to shit because of it. Thatâs not what I-- I didnât-- Yes, part of me thought it would be funny back then. I also just wanted to help out Em. But itâs the worst thing I ever did.âÂ
âChris laughs. Sleep at night? âTheyâre good snacks. I have a lot from my old apartment and back there I had everything delivered to my door. I have these candies from Korea that taste like plums. Like, half a case of them.â
âHalf a case? Damn, you go hard for plums, huh? Alright, take me back to  your place and give me a tour of your kitchen. Though I canât promise that some of them wonât migrate their way to my kitchen.â
âYou were a part of the reason me and my sister died, thereâs nothing else for you to say. Nothing that will even come close to me ever wanting to even try and be friends with you again. My revenge? None of that was revenge. Sure, I could remember bits and pieces of what happened to me and the people I knew, but that was animal instinct.â
"I was. I was a big part of why you both died. And I know I canât fix that. I donât deserve to be friends with you again, anyway. Fine, you went animal instinct on us. But you already fucked us all up pretty good, and thereâs no way we can ever fix what we did, so we might as well just part ways.âÂ
âSome friend you were, in fact almost all of you were in on it. You all thought itâd be funny, that hurting someone else because they had a crush on someone would be funny. You knew how naive I was, and you took advantage of it. What if you were in my place huh? What if they did that to you? I doubt youâd even take a second to think about my feelings, and donât tell me you would because I seriously doubt youâd mean it.â
"If I were in your place, Iâd have done the same thing you did, alright? We were cruel and stupid. How many times do you need me to say it, Han? Iâm fucking sorry. No, I wouldnât have taken a second to think about your feelings back then. But you got your revenge. If you donât plan on doing anything else to me, then what more do you want here? You already know Iâm stuck living with what I did and what I went through.âÂ
âSo Iâve heard. But yes, rom coms and booze it is,âEmily responded happily, grateful to turn away from the subject of Matt. âI decree that this is a no boys allowed zone tonight, except for Paul Rudd, Channing Tatum, and Freddie Prinze Jr.â
Emily shrugged, grabbing Clueless from the stack of movies and popping it into her DVD player, smiling at Jessica. âNot a big deal, weâve got all night! Plus, I havenât seen this movie in ages.â
"Totally. My on-screen boyfriends are the only boys I care about tonight.â She grinned as she popped another pizza roll into her mouth. When Emily settled on them watching Clueless first, she clapped her hands excitedly. âPerfect. I gotta admit, I watched it a lot when I was in the hospital. Nothing like Paul Ruddâs face to get a girl talking again, right?âÂ
Grabbing the cups Emily brought out, Jess leaned over and started sorting through the bottles again, mulling over which one she wanted to grab. âSo, what should we start off with to drink? I take it you wanna start slow?âÂ
âY-you thought that itâd only make me back off Mike? I would never want to be friends with any of you after that! You donât do shitty things like that, but then again I wouldnât expect you to know any better since half the time your too busy being a bitch and not caring for anyone elses feelings. No, Iâm not going to kill you. Youâre worse off having to live and remember what youâve done and gone through.â
"I know that now, Hannah. I just wasnât focused on that at the time. All I knew was that I didnât want you crushing on Mike when he was with my best friend. And yeah, Iâm a fucking hypocrite and a bitch. If Iâd been thinking about your feelings, it wouldnât have happened. Well if thatâs what you want, then congratulations, because thatâs exactly what Iâm doing.âÂ