Am feeling self indulgent rn so I’m making a post about the Individual!Jesses
June 24 update: I have no idea when this was made but I continued it and I just want this out of my drafts. Also I like the Jesses a lot.
Putting this image here for reference
September is partially deaf after the formidi bomb incident
March is deaf from birth so she teaches September how to use sign language
The name they chose for Aiden is blaze rod symbol (using two pointers and make it an X letter) and a thumbs down
June, July, and August are dyslexic
June and July don’t prefer reading so they make do with whatever they have
I’m saying mostly on August since the two felt more comfortable letting August read for them
They rely on August, mostly, and the other Jesses to read for them
August can read a couple of words but mostly the shorter and simpler ones
He prefers to type out words rather than to write it with his hand
April has a weak arm in her left from the Formidi bomb she has taken arm therapy to strengthen it
Lukas dislocated his after being pushed off from Sky City so both him and April take arm therapy
It’s kind of awkward considering April is dating Aiden
“You having no hygiene makes me thankful that the water bill’s price isn’t high.” - April @ Aiden
October is blind
Not fully blind as in you can’t see nothing, but where certain parts of your eyes are blurry
June an May are in the autism spectrum
They send each other autism memes along with that autism creature
January, February, and April made an inside joke of “We don’t talk about bruno” but it’s Ivor
They made this and sent it to the individual jesses Group Chat (THEY HAVE A GC 😭)
August wonders why he’s there
January, February, and April thought it was funny
May made an (old) Order of the Stone group chat (excluding magnus/ellegaard depending who died) and sent the image to them and left
No one knows how to respond
Except for Ivor he saved it and cackled
Ivor brings that image up every time the old Order of the stone mentions the past or had a backhanded comment about Ivor
Ivor thought August made it and complimented him for it
August liked being complimented so he took the credit
In the Jesses group chat, there would be constant memes and crush talks
Sometimes if one of the Jesses have the same crushes they would respect it and just perform a bigger bond on their crush
July, September, and October are around the Aromantic and/or Asexual spectrum
The closest to a crush for them is deep admiration
But not to where they want to date them romantically
April is the first person to pull a date, AKA Aiden, because her personality is more suave than the other Jesses
January is the last to pull (not counting the aroaces) but he never pulls
January never will
The Jesses are proud Petra and Lukas enthusiasts
Also this AU can be connected with the Choose Story AU
It’s just that I use May Jesse a lot more than the other ones but it still applies to them
February, March, and July are amputees
March is from birth while February and July got it form the wither explosion
Also July’s shirt thingie, I’d like to think he’s wearing a blue shirt with a transparent long sleeves. No one knows how that works or will look like but it will work somewhat
August and June love acting
When Romeo disguises himself as August or June, people just assumed they want to roleplay as an evil character
Until it became legit LMAOOO
May, November, and December can draw
December is confident in showing his artwork
While May is shy. Sometimes he’ll show it but either shitpost doodles or the ones he already finished that isn’t embarrassing
November is confident also and she displays them in her room when given a chance
September likes taking care of flowers and her own garden. She gives them to people daily
Those are the headcanons I have for now. Like I said, this was in my drafts for months so it’s better if I post it now and keep out the clutter. If any of y’all want to ask some things about them ahahaha ask box is open :D
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🌹🌹💖!
Hello babes!! This is from my winter fic with Frankie and Santi! The threesome fic that is making me yearn to read poetry to someone while drunk off wine.
“Is this the poet you like?”
He couldn’t remember the name, couldn’t even see the cover of the book, but he’d heard these words before once or twice in his life. They remained seared into his subconscious like a picture he refused to let fade. He could recall the first time being in a college English course. The professor had assigned it and he had ignored it—along with nearly everyone else. That is until you offered to read it to the rest of the class, too enamored by the poem itself to let it go unnoticed by a class of sophomores.
That was the first time he figured out what the word love meant.
The second time you recited it over too much wine, stomachs full of pasta. Your eyes were glazed, smiles drunk on the high of being one week away from graduating. And you began to speak it over a half empty glass of merlot, your fingers slowly inching across his shoulder until they wound into his curls.
He knew he loved you then, with his lips messily pressed to yours, shared breaths mixed over lost words of a poem he couldn’t remember. The glass had fallen to the floor, shattering on contact. Cleaning it up would have been the smart thing, but you were too lost in the taste of one another to give a shit. More focused on getting him inside you, the gasp of his name permanently seared on your tongue, mixing beautifully with his wine stained kiss.
send in a 🌹 for a piece of one of my wips
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Domestic December: Day
Jesse: Staying quiet
Clones are forced to adhere to many rules. One of those rules included no hookups in the barracks. Obviously this is one of those rules that is greatly ignored. Although not as often as you might think; believe it or not it’s a little hard to convince a guy or gal that your shared barracks are a good place to be together.
But things have been desperate lately. Jesse is leaving soon, and your stupid roommates are staying in tonight. Where else were you to go?
“They’re all asleep.” Jesse reassured you, opening the blanket for you to join him. “No one is going to bother us.”
It’s not the same as being in your apartment. You can’t scream your heart out dramatically or demand Jesse to say your name again and again. Instead you settle for coming in close. Wiggling down your pants and letting Jesse pull you underneath him.
This is the first time something like this has happened. The closest you’ll ever get to doing anything in public. Because of this nerves hold your entire being hostage. Jesse doing most the work and giving you a kiss on the cheek when he realizes your nerves.
“They won’t stop us,” He says, kissing and opening your thighs. “Just stay on me.”
It takes a second to understand what he was talking about. It’s only then that you realize the soft breathing and slight snoring all around you had gotten quieter. Maybe it was from Jesse moving a bit too much or because of your own voice, but some of these men were awake.
Jesse slows against you. Bringing his lips up to your ear; “We can stop. We don’t have to do anything.”
For a second you consider shutting the moment down. But it’s been too long and who knows when the next time you’ll see him would be.
“Keep going,” You whisper, cupping his backside. “I’ll be quiet.”
You can feel the smile Jesse has against your cheek. “Only if you want to be.” He says, taking you in for another kiss.
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