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cabinofimagines · 2 years
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un-thinkable (sweet dreams) | j.g
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→ synopsis ; you couldn’t have slipped from his grasp that easily, could you ? surely it was a nightmare, something so horrid could never happen in real life, right ? jason thinks so. so, where were you ?
→ request ; jason grace x reader angst-to-fluff scenario/one shot where he wakes up from a nightmare before reaching over to his s/o for comfort only to find that they're not there and thinks maybe the reader left him or something happened but they were just in the kitchen getting some water? thanks!
→ word count ; 1789
→ pairings ; jason grace x reader
→ genre ; slice of life | angst | fluff
→ warnings ; depictions of death, depictions of bodily harm (strangling & broken spine)
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You weren’t supposed to be there
It was too high, too unsafe, and all he could think was that you weren’t supposed to be there. Where did you come from, actually? Last thing Jason remembered was being at the top of the Empire State Building, being threatened by his step mother over something trivial.
It was loud and he couldn’t focus and all he could think about was that you weren’t supposed to be there.
The wind rushed in his ears. Juno was furious, overbearing; lightning cracked between his fingertips and Jason kept an eye on you. What were you doing there? With his brain clouded, he set his eyes on his step mother once more, letting the words coming from her mouth corner him like a predator to its prey.
“It’s better for them to die now, lest you take after your father.” Juno spoke sadly, turning towards you. “My dear, it’s better to die of anything than to live with a broken heart.” Jason blinked, fingers twitching. So you were there, but how did you get there?
“Wait- Wait a second. Die? I have to die so Jace doesn’t cheat on me?” You asked, laughing nervously. The wind whipped through your hair, nearly blinding you as your eyes became watery, and you stumbled. “I don’t think he’s gonna cheat on me. Maybe you’re-“
“He’s the son of Jupiter, you insolent half-breed. Sooner or later you’ll be on your knees begging Venus to fix what went awry in your relationship, and she won’t be able to help you.” Juno spat, approaching you quickly. You backed up as far as you could, nearly slipping as the heels of your shoes hit the edge of the roof.
“Hey- Get away from them-“ Jason finally speaks up, but his voice sounds foggy, too far, even to himself. He rushed towards the both of you, and his blue eyes met your own as Juno’s hand wrapped around your throat with the utmost of grace. Your eyes went wide.
“Jason- Jace-“ You started, struggling in the goddess’ hold.
“How pathetic. Calling for a man who doesn’t love you?” Juno hummed, lifting you off of your feet. You struggled violently, looking at your boyfriend helplessly.
Jason managed to grip Juno’s arm, hand like a vice as electricity pumped through his fingertips. “Let them go. What my father has done to you has nothing to do with me, or them. Don’t make me hurt you.” He spoke lowly, and Juno stared down at him, annoyance written all over her face.
“Do you really think you’d be able to harm me, Jason Grace? Your father was never able to get me to cower in fear. Neither will you.” She spat, and her movements were quick as you were flung backwards, and over the edge of the roof.
The scream that followed you as you plummeted was haunting. With only your preservation on his mind, Jason let go of his step mother, racing towards the edge of the roof and diving off, hoping to gain more speed to catch up to you.
You weren’t supposed to be there and Jason knew you weren’t supposed to be there and yet there you were anyway, plummeting towards the pavement faster than Jason could think. “Jason!” You cried out, and he thinks he felt your tears hit his face as you flailed, begging for him to catch you.
He had to catch you. Harnessing the wind around him he forced himself to plummet faster, faster. And yet it wasn’t enough, it was never enough as you were always just out of his grasp, falling just faster than he could manage. If he was just a bit faster, if he could just-
Your face changed. Below him, you started to sob, begging him to catch you. Begging him to do anything just to get to you. Jason’s heart was racing, and his entire body felt like it had been through the ringer more than enough times. Yet he pushed on because he had to catch you. There was no other option.
Jason shifted his hand, swiping at the air below you to pull you back up to him at the last second. A sickening crunch filled his ears, and his eyes widened as he watched you go limp. “No. No- no no no no no- no-“ He spoke, steadying himself as he got to the ground on his feet. “No- hey, Y/n. Hey- hey babe-“ He approached you cautiously, cradling your neck in one hand as he held you against himself. “Hey- you gotta get up. You’re okay- hey-“ He whispered quietly, tears forming in his eyes.
“Oh my god- are they okay? Did they-“ A woman looked up at the Empire State Building, a grimace on her face. “I’ll call 911- oh my god-“ She breathed, pulling out her phone and dialing the number.
She spoke into the phone, but Jason couldn’t hear her anymore. Eyes filled with tears, he could barely make out your face as your head hung dangerously in his hold. He tried feeling for a pulse, any pulse, and yet he felt nothing, no heartbeat, no pulse, no breathing. “No-“ Throat tight, Jason tensed up, holding you tighter. “No- this can’t-“ He couldn’t speak.
“We’re at the bottom of the Empire State Building- yes. Yeah, I’m not sure what’s happening but they’re not- no breathing. I don’t think he found a pulse either. I think they jumped?” The woman spoke into her phone, eyes filled with worry as she watched Jason cry into the fabric you wore. “They’re dead- oh god-“ She whispered, voice shaky.
Jason couldn’t breathe.
Sitting up and gasping for air, he clutched at the blankets covering him, knuckles white. A cold sweat made his clothes stick to his body, and his mind was foggy. Blinking slowly, he felt the mattress around him, grounding him to real life. “Fuck- okay.” He muttered, feeling around the bed.
His hands grazed your side of the bed.
The bed was empty. Unfocused blue eyes blinked quickly, shifting around the room as they looked for one thing only, mild panic settling into his bones as he couldn’t find you. Electricity danced in his fingertips, shifting from one to the other.
Haphazardly, he got out of bed, squinting as he looked for any trace of you. Jason nearly knocked his glasses off his dresser, and he practically shoved him onto his face as he got out of his room, rushing towards the next room, any room, just to-
“Jace?” He froze, and you blinked at him, cocking your head. His breaths were uneven and heavy; you rested a hand on his shoulder, feeling him tense beneath you. His mind was still clouded with sleep. “Are you okay? Here-“ You handed him the glass of water in your other hand, furrowing your eyebrows slightly. “Did ya have a bad dream?” You yawned, rubbing at one of your eyes.
A yelp escaped your lips as strong arms wrapped around your middle and he hoisted you up into his arms, grip tight and relentless. Your legs wrapped around his torso, and he grumbled something into your shoulder as he carried you back to his room, fingers trembling and shocking you slightly. “Jace, hey- what’s wrong-“
He drops you onto his bed, and the water in your cup nearly spilled everywhere had you not had half a mind to set it aside. “Jason.” You spoke, more firmly, and he blinked at you, then looked down at his hands.
“I’m sorry.” He muttered, and you sighed, pulling him closer.
“What’s wrong?” You asked again, and his hands came up to cradle your face, still shaky but no longer shocking you.
“Jus’ a bad dream. Very bad. But you’re okay, and alive, and here so it’s- it’s fine.” Jason pressed chaste kisses to your lips, quick and filled with a sort of fear. It wasn’t common for him to be so affectionate, and yet here he was, practically smothering you.
“Jace-“ You hummed in-between kisses, watching as your boyfriend eased up on the affection. “Baby I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what happened.” Your hand found its way into his blond hair, and he sighed as you raked your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.
He didn’t want to tell you. It was just a dream, after all, there’s no need to tell you. His eyes met yours, and your pointed stare forced the words right out of his mouth. “Juno. I had a dream she threw you off of the Empire State Building, and you fell. You were crying and I couldn’t catch you. I almost had you but you-“ Jason winced, the sickening crunch playing over in his head once more.
You held his face, him, your world, in your hands. “Jason, I'm right here. I’m not going anywhere if I can help it.” You laughed softly, and watched as a small smile adorned his lips. “I’m okay. We're okay.” You breathed, and a sigh escaped his lips as he leaned forward, sending you back into his bed.
Pinned beneath him, you huffed, and he pressed kisses along your jaw before settling on top of you, burying his face in your neck. He pulled his glasses off and tossed them somewhere in the room haphazardly, before sighing and settling his hips between your legs comfortably.
His arms held you tight. “You’re like a big baby, I swear- you’re crushing me-“ You wheezed dramatically, and Jason sank further into you, crushing you against his mattress. You sputtered beneath him, and felt him smile against your skin. “Asshole- get off-“ You laughed breathily, and he shifted ever so slightly, allowing air to reach your lungs once more. You hummed in content, and he grumbled, pressing his face against your shoulder.
Jason wanted to wrap himself in your being and never let go. He wanted to drown in you, entirely, the only sounds being your soft breaths and the hammer of your heart against his ears. For a moment, he felt entirely too selfish, and he embraced it, fingers tracing beneath your shirt as you fell asleep beneath him, fingers lost in his hair.
Losing you in his dream was enough.
He pressed a chaste kiss to your collarbone, and watched you shift towards his touch. Humming softly, he closed his eyes, feeling the rise and fall of your breath beneath him.
Sometimes he wished he were the son of Kronos, able to stop the flow of time whenever he pleased.
If he could, he’d never leave.
There wasn’t a more blissful life to him than being wrapped up in your arms for all eternity.
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→ a/n ; is this ooc ???? i don’t actually give a fuck ;) i actually adore the idea of a clingy jason behind closed doors so y’all r just gonna have to deal w/ it - jj <3
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jiaraweek · 1 year
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24 JULY - 30 JULY 2023
Jiara week has returned for another year, this time going back to our roots with jiara july! Fic writers, giffers, artists and more can join in with this years prompts below:
FIC
day 1, 24 july - 18 months later
day 2, 25 july - only one bed
day 3, 26 july - protective
day 4, 27 july - au
day 5, 28 july - based on a book/movie/show
day 6, 29 july - 5 + 1
day 7, 30 july - missing scene
GIF
day 1, 24 july - favourite moment/episode/season
day 2, 25 july - through the seasons
day 3, 26 july - underrated
day 4, 27 july - parallels
day 5, 28 july - your shipping story
day 6, 29 july - fic to gif
day 7, 30 july - lyrics
ART
day 1, 24 july - canon scene
day 2, 25 july - surf trip
day 3, 26 july - hammock
day 4, 27 july - turtles
day 5, 28 july - surfing
day 6, 29 july - fic to art
day 7, 30 july - twinkie
don’t forget to tag #jiaraweek2023 or post your fic to our ao3 collection!
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maybankprincess · 8 months
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hello! i'm charli and i write for characters/people i like. i am currently writing mostly about oscar piastri, max verstappen, pierre gasly, lando norris, charles leclerc, mick schumacher, lewis hamilton, most of the outerbanks characters, the top gun maverick characters and more!
my requests are open so feel free to send me anything (i.e social media au, imagine, one shot, etc..)
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© maybankprincess - please do not copy, repost, translate or plagiarize my work on tumblr or any other platform.
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winnysatang-updates · 1 month
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marvelousjj · 10 months
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FOLLOWING WITH A MAINS CALL EVERYONE! Being mains means that thread replies, asks and ooc interactions, as well as prioritizing connections with those muses. These are NOT the same as a blog that influences my blogs canon. That is reserved for invite only. I'm getting more and more followers and I wanna get a list of blogs I interaction with the most, getting this blog really up and running as I've gotten a new spark to write and work on Ana. Like this post and I will be reaching out to you in the next couple of days as I have the time! MUCH LOVE BABES!
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foreverxdaydreaming · 4 months
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ended up dancing for several hours today to a bunch of old choreos, kpop songs, and all that tonight. felt so cathartic and nostalgic aaaaaa
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Chill Bill: Ah, if it isn’t the Skylanders, how cool it is to see you here.
Tuff Luck: Enough of these-
Chill Bill: Not!
Tuff Luck:
Tuff Luck: Enough of these games Chill Bill, you’re going back to Cloudcracker where you belong!
Bushwhack: That’s right Bill! It’s time you blow this popsicle stand permanently!
Tuff Luck: Couldn’t have said it better, lad.
Chill Bill: Well, sorry to disappoint Bumwhack, but the only popsicle here is you!
(Chill Bill freezes Bushwhack with his freeze ray)
Tuff Luck: Bushwhack!
Chill Bill: Haha! Time to chill out, Bushwhack-
Tuff Luck: By the Ancients!
Chill Bill: What?
Tuff Luck: T-thaw him out! Quick, please! Thaw him out!
Chill Bill: Why are you reacting like this? I just froze him in a block of ice. It’s what I do.
Tuff Luck: How long has it been?! Please, how long has it been?!
Chill Bill: Uh, chill out Tuff Luck, he’s okay. He’s right there-
Tuff Luck: Do you not know what you just did?! When you freeze someone, their cells explode! T-they die almost instantaneously!
Chill Bill: W-what’re you talking about? No they- no they don’t-
Tuff Luck: (tearing up) Yes they do... he’s dead... you killed him... you just killed Bushwhack...
Chill Bill: No, no this can’t be true! I just wanted to freeze him, I just wanted to trap him!
Tuff Luck: How long have you been doing this?!
Chill Bill: (panicking) By the Ancients, I froze the birds, I froze the guards, I froze the bank teller! I did not know they would die! I thought you would just thaw them out with like a hairdryer-
Tuff Luck: (crying) You killed Bushwhack-
Chill Bill: No...
Tuff Luck: A-a kind, courageous man with his whole life ahead of him!
Chill Bill: (crying) What have I done?? I just wanted to- freeze- no... By the Ancients no!!
Tuff Luck: Just kidding.
Bushwhack: Thanks Tuff-
Chill Bill: W-what??
Bushwhack: You distracted him long enough for me to thaw out.
Chill Bill: N-no, you wouldn’t-
Bushwhack: (raising his axe) Now let’s help our friend here chill out!
Chill Bill: What is wrong with you, why would you do tha-
(Tuff Luck and Bushwhack proceed to beat the crap out of Chill Bill)
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euromanarchive · 2 years
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The infamous February 10, 1979 NME interview with Phil McNeill. Sorry this is the best quality there is but here is a transcript.
Source unknown.
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kzoneofficial · 2 years
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Coming home by JJ Project still slaps
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cabinofimagines · 3 months
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Ok I just noticed something
WHERE IS NEZ 😞
I fell for their writing since I've read "Assholes, Insults, and Emotions"
who is nez ? there's nobody here that goes by that name
- jj
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jiaraweek · 1 year
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JIARA JULY 2023
Jiara week is returning for 2023 and we are going back to our roots with a jiara july! Official dates will be released later but for now we want your suggestions for this years prompts!
As usual we will have have a fic section and a gif section and this year we are adding art as well! So all you amazing artists let us know if you are interested in joining (you are by no means under obligation if you respond yes!)
Each section will have the prompts from previous years to give you an idea of what sort of prompts we are looking for, we’d love some new ones but also open to reviving some classics!
You do not need to be a content creator to submit suggestions, so everyone let us know what you’d love to see this year to celebrate jiara!
fill in the form here
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jemilygifs · 2 years
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No long term promises but as of right now this blog is active again.
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clickonmedotexe · 2 years
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Jain. Sass. Your discord handles. NOW.  
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marvelousjj · 10 months
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Bucky Barnes & Anastasia Barnes Verse: The Wonder Years
Don't Worry... You'll never see him again. Welcome home Anastasia.
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bro not even joking but like my lab partner is cute as fuck
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aratakiittos · 2 years
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onioris -> aratakiittos 
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