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In which Jaeha meets a ghost boy
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Yes okay.  Fingernails across the abs, just a brush, and Jake was right because then they're coming.

 

The body sinks to its knees and then curls up sideways on the ground, face relaxed, eyes half lidded and still kind of leaking but not crying per se.  Listening to its heartbeat in its ears.

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Yessssssss

—uhhhh.

Okay this post-nut clarity is unwelcome. Shoo, post-nut clarity.

Jeremy why are you being like thissssssss. Come onnnnnnnnn. Happy. Smiley faces. Jake grinning at him. A cute kitten playing with a toy. Happy things. Be happy, Jeremy, damnit.

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This seems to work a little, in that the body relaxes fractionally further.  But after another twenty seconds or so it tenses right up and starts properly crying again.

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Good God, Jeremy, why are you being like this. Probably if Jake allowed himself to think about it for five seconds the answer would be obvious.

How about thinking about the feeling of a hug. And a blanket. A nice warm blanket, it's October, it's chilly.

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Crying harder!  —Sitting up and wiping off Jake's hand and closing up the pants.

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Oh come on. That's, like, the opposite of what he wanted!

Whatever. He might start playing K-pop in his head again.

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"I'm really sorry for that."  Sniffle.

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Oh for fuck's sake Jeremy!!!!!!

Left foot. Right foot. The strongest possible feeling of an eyeroll. Then a feeling of being patted on the head.

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"I, uh.  ....This isn't, an excuse if an excuse is—it's not anything.  In particular, except that, it might be clarifying context, and, I think I owe you, and—I don't want you having to come back to me because you're curious about anything.  Or whatever."  The body hugs its knees.  "Uh, you were... right... about my parents, and, uh, the thing that ended with me going down the stairs started with them, uh, finding me.  With a magazine.  And, y'know, obviously I didn't come then, and then I had a broken arm and a concussion, and I was starting to work on getting over that when."  Swallow.  "I died.  And then the twenty-eight years, and all that other stuff.  So... so that is a thing that happened.  Is I guess all I can say."

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...is he sorry for having cried, is that what he was apologising for?

You know, Jeremy, if you wanted to hear what Jake had to say, Jake is sure that could be arranged. They could come up with a code. Unfortunately Jake can't come up with a code of his own.

Anyway, what Jake has to say is that he is currently not in the market for feeling empathy for Jeremy and—ah fuck, okay now that he thought that he is in the market for feeling empathy for Jeremy.

But he's still really fucking mad is the thing. Well, "still". He hadn't really noticed that the thing he was was "mad" but he's mad.

You know what a more productive direction to channel this would be? Being mad at Jeremy's parents. Because what in the actual fuck.

Anyway, hopefully he's over that now, yes? He just came, it was good, he cried because he has trauma, Jake wishes he could hug Jeremy about it but he can't because Jeremy has continued to be an idiot and will by the looks of it not cease his idiocy until dusk today at which point he is apparently deciding to drop Jake's body somewhere far so he doesn't have to interact with Jeremy if he doesn't want to and that's making him mad again because that's going to be an even bigger waste of his fucking time.

They could've been having fun. Jake would've offered his body. Willingly. And instead Jeremy is here beating himself up going all waahh wahhhh woe is meeeee my life (death?) is terrible I have gravely betrayed the boy I like and I'm sacrificing my happiness for the greater good waaaaaahhhhh. What's even the point of doing things for the greater good if you can't even feel self-satisfied about it afterwards.

Ugh.

Left foot right foot feeling of a hug. He GUESSES.

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The body hugs its knees a little tighter.  And then lets go, just long enough to de-pocket another spell copy, which it can start tearing up very finely from that position.

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Yeah yeah. Can Jake resume playing K-pop Demon Hunters in his head? Yeah? Cool.

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Every once in a while a handful of spell confetti accumulates and has to get scattered on the breeze, and eventually the body stands up to make sure the scatterings aren't too close together.  ...There's another bite of Snickers in there, but it gets eaten pretty much like a normal person would.  ...Except that Jake's eyes close.

 

And then it's back towards the trail, and down it until they get to a pond.  Jake's body searches for some flat rocks and then... attempts to skip them?  Apparently?

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Attempts to? Does he not know how to do it? Can Jake project the muscle memory for it?

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After a couple tries there's one with four skips, which is apparently satisfactory because Jake's hands take the fourth spell copy out, wrap them around a rock, dunk the rock in water until it gets smeary, and skip it out.  It doesn't make it that far but it does seem unlikely that anyone would come across it before sunset.

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—the four elements!!!!! Oh he gets it!!!!!!!!! Okay that's kinda cool.

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They're going to finish off the Snickers about this.  Savoringly but normally.

"You.... like the spell?"

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Right foot right hand!

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"Right f.... right?  I'm right?"

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Oh my God how come Jeremy's the English speaker in this relationship. Yes right foot right hand.

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"Okay.  ...I had to create the destruction spell.  It didn't exist before."

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...huh.

Jeremy's going to freak out about any way Jake can think of to say "that's hot" isn't he. He wonders if he can communicate the feeling of Paris Hilton saying "that's hot". It's a more visceral feeling than just the words, seems like this dumb communication method might go better with that.

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"Huh.  ...Wow, I feel, really so much—saner, having completed this part of this.  Uh, possibly it would have gone a lot better if I had...waited.  To—y'know, until this was done.  Uh, but, holy shit, I—have not been trying to communicate with you at all; I felt really—dazed—and importantly I still do, but.  Uh.  I will try and say the impressions I'm getting from you.  You feel... positively that I created the spell.  With some sort of flavor, that's like—pale?  And...vertical?"

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Oh God.

He's been thinking that so often. He doesn't even believe in God.

Okay can he think of (his) hard cock, and then right hand, will that convey it.

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"Again?"

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