Need My Sanity [JACE]

[caleb andrew winston]

There's always a moment, when something good is happening to you, that you doubt what's going on. You think that maybe it's a dream, or maybe something horrible will happen to cancel the good thing out. And that is pretty much the way the world works, as horrible and pessimistic as that sounds. Karma is cold and cruel, although kind moments will shine through when you need them. And the brighter moments are what I like to focus on, although there's still that horrible little doubt there. I would love to say that I never get it, but I do, just like everyone else on this planet.

I say this because I was starting to think that, hey, many I dreamed Jace up. Maybe he never came to Northvale at all, and was just a little figment of my imagination to keep me happy and... near sane. In fact, sometimes I thought that the whole of Northvale was a dream. All these supernaturals, and me being one of them? It was like something in a crappy romance novel. But that isn't relevant right now, because seriously. Jace was perfect, almost too good to be true. I knew that we would become at least good friends, if not, best friends. I already felt quite close to him, despite only having known him for a few days.

Words cannot express how cute this guy was being. It was crazy how sweet I found it, really. It was just a little flailing, just a little blushing. I don't know why... but it just kind of made me internally squeak. Like... on Tumblr. That was the only way I could put it. The only thing I could really relate it to. It just... it made me feel some feelings, okay? That is all. I kind of wanted to tell hi just how cute I was finding it, but my brain literally could not find the words to say it. I was frightened it'd just end up coming out in some weird verbal keysmash. So, instead, I gave him my trademark cheeky grin, my eyes sparkling with mischief and pride in myself for making him be so cute.

That was actually surprisingly true. He hadn't said anything about him being good at the game. I'd just assumed he would be. Maybe he was doing that trick where he led me to believe he was shit, so I'd go easy on him, and then he would just completely kick my arse. But... he seemed a little too cute, a little too innocent to do that. I just laughed, and poked my tongue out in retaliation. "Well, nyeeeeeh." I said, wiggling my tongue a bit for god measure. "I never said if I cared whether You were good or not." That could have come out harshly if I wasn't careful, so I tried to make my tone playful and teasing, and I was grinning anyway, showing him that I didn't mean that like it could have sounded. I didn't really want to offend him - I was pretty sure he was my new best friend. I didn't want to lose a friend like this one because that would suck.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Jace! :3
Notes: HONESTLY, IT'S OKAY xD
Lyrics: A Shot Across The Bow by Mayday Parade

[jason lee clark]

Jason shouldn't flail in front of people. He really shouldn't. It was something that he had been bullied for at his old school. He had flailing and people thought it was weird because most of the time it was either at him computer or at a book or something that wasn't real life and they thought he was a weirdo. He was... that bit was true which was why Jason always made sure he told the bullies he didn't blame them for beating him up and making fun of him because he was a weirdo and sometimes he truly believed he deserved to be beaten up. He was gaining more self esteem as he grew older, but that was younger Jason's thoughts.

Caleb actually hadn't said anything about caring whether or not Jason was good at the video game. That was never spoken and therefore Jason had to admit it. He laughed and nodded, pushing Caleb for being Caleb. "Fine then. I'll be a manly person and go. 'YOU'RE GOING DOWN'.

[/b] Jason yelled a bit loudly, trying to sound tough and manly but failing epically. "Did that work?"[/b] Jace asked but then realized how stupid that question was. "Don't answer that. Let's just play."[/b]
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Outfit

[/b] ------------ Clicky~!
Notes[/b] ------------ Sorry I took so long! I had to get in a good mood for Jace and have enough time to type it all out, and I don't get very much of that. ;_;[/i]
Tagged[/b] ------------ Jalebbbb~[/i]
Song Credit[/b] ------------ Could You Put Your Light on Please - Harry Chapin[/i][/center]

[caleb andrew winston]

I know that it's a bit late in the day to bring up colors again... but hey, better late than never? Okay, I know. I'm sorry that I am such a horrible human being. Well, not human anymore, but you get my point, right? Anyway. It was funny how... as weird and stupid as this sounds... how people could show different colors as well, depending on how they were feeling. I know it's weird. Don't judge me. I don't have to explain myself to you. But I will anyway, just because I'm nice. People went red when they were embarrassed or angry. The common saying for someone that is sad is that they're looking blue. Green with envy. Yhadda yhadda yhadda. The point is, colors are one of the ways that people express themselves.

And why do I say this? It seems completely unrelated to the situation that I was currently in. Well, that's because it is completely unrelated. It just came to my head as I finally registered that Jace had, indeed, blushed when I told him how cool that Spongebob thing that he did was. I found that odd, but more than anything, really just adorable. Something that I would have flailed over, had I not been so unintentionally cool and amazing. Haha nope. I was literally the least cool person that could ever exist. So, okay, maybe a little flailing did happen. So what? Problem? Didn't think so. As if I would give a shit anyway.

I nodded triumphantly at the Borea, my grin widening as I rolled onto by back and looked up at him with brown eyes glittering mischievously. I was right, as I expected. Well, duh. I was always right, it was just a fact of life. I hadn't mentioned it, and therefore, it wasn't applicable. Done. Sorted. I won! Kind of. Yeah. More than kind of, most definitely. That was just the way the world worked, much to my pleasure and advantage. I used it pretty much all the time. And it was quite a useful thing to have.

However, I quickly found that it crumbled to almost nothing in the face of cuteness. I know that the attempt at manliness was supposed to make him sound tough and threatening, but it just... didn't. It didn't work. He sounded more like a little kid imitating their dad than anything else, something that I used to do (and still do, to some extent) a lot. Well, I kind of had to, as depressing and horrible as that sounds. Either way, it didn't stop me from exploding into fits of giggles at him. It was so damn sweet, how could I not?

"I'M ALREADY DOWN, SILLY." I laughed in response, reaching up from where I was laying to poke him on the nose. I knew that he meant it figuratively, of course, but being a massively sarcastic twat who never takes anything seriously, I couldn't just let that one slide. It was ridiculous, really. I nodded eagerly as he said that we should just play. "Yuuuss." I agreed, still snickering, and grabbed the controller nearest to me. And, just for good measure, I winked and jokingly said "Just for the record, it totally worked. You're scaaaaary."

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Jace! :3
Notes: Jaleb ;_;
Lyrics: A Shot Across The Bow by Mayday Parade

[jason lee clark]

It didn't work. Jason wasn't scary and he knew it. He was a light borea that didn't like swearing because he felt like it was going to upset someone. Didn't like to actually kill people on video games because, hello. Killing was a bad thing to do, whether it was a video game or not. He even felt bad for the turtles in Mario. He also had his scepter in the shape of a pokemon, liked playing the non killing video games way too much. And maybe kinda sorta had some pokemon plushies hidden under his bed as well. He also enjoys all the kids cartoons that play on Saturday morning. He was an innocent soul.

Jason pouted slightly before giving Caleb a huge smile. He was already down. Caleb got him there. Jason didn't even think about that when he was thinking about yelling that or whatever. It just hadn't popped into his mind. Caleb just one upped him. Jason was going to remember that. "Let's play then."

[/b] Jason muttered out with a laugh as he reached for the other controller to turn on the system and get the game started. He really. Really sucked at this game and Caleb was about to find this out. He hoped Caleb didn't want a good competitor. "I know I'm scary. I'm vicious."[/b] Jason murmured to his new friend that could turn into a werewolf and be ten times as scary.
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Outfit

[/b] ------------ Clicky~!
Notes[/b] ------------ Sorry I took so long! I had to get in a good mood for Jace and have enough time to type it all out, and I don't get very much of that. ;_;[/i]
Tagged[/b] ------------ Jalebbbb~[/i]
Song Credit[/b] ------------ Could You Put Your Light on Please - Harry Chapin[/i][/center]

[caleb andrew winston]

It was weird, actually, how I was talking with a Light Borea about being scary. Because, even though I knew I could be scary, I didn't like to be. I knew I wasn't exactly intimidating, though. I was about as scary, in my opinion, as a pink butterfly. Stuck in a marshmallow. Not that Jace knew that, but that didn't mean that I wasn't. I didn't exactly want to appear any less badass, though, than any of the other wolves, although I knew that ship had probably sailed a long time ago. Not that I really cared, anyway. Besides, I had a sufficient level of natural badassery to get me through school, at least. Let alone this conversation. Besides, this wasn't about scariness.

I lifted an amused eyebrow at him, laughing brightly as he said we should just play. I agreed, of course, though I couldn't help but get a tiny amount of satisfaction out of the fact that I was right, yet again. Kit was wrong about me being wrong, because I was never wrong. I was always right, as this so proved. Even when I didn't have to be. It must have sucked for everyone else, being wrong all the time. I didn't really want to dwell on that for long, though, because it was just a bit pretentious and egotistical. Maybe. So I merely poked my tongue out at him, and laughed. "Boom! I winnnn~" I chimed merrily, blinking up at him with my brown eyes and smiling. I must of looked like the fricking sun from the Teletubbies, but I didn't care. I was happy, was I not allowed to be like that?

As I rolled back onto my stomach, controller still in my hand, I laughed gain as the Borea made a muttered remark. I don't know whether or not I was supposed to hear it, but thanks to enhanced senses, I did. That didn't matter too much though, did it? Not to me. I probably found it just that little bit funnier than I should have, but still, it was funny. That was just the entire point of what I just spent about an eternity trying to get across to you. Did't get it? Not my problem. Not my problem at all. Well, okay, maybe it was, but that isn't important.

"Yuuuuss." I agreed with him, nodding eagerly as I flipped though the startup menu with ease, due to many years of practise. I spent too much time on one of these. But oh well, it wasn't as if I had any plans for my life. And, anyway, I had an extra one hundred years to think about that. "Terrifying, actually." This had a kind of irony that I couldn't really place my finger on. Maybe it was because of what we both were, respectively. Either way, I found it amusing. Maybe a bit more amusing than I should have, but amusing all the same.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Jace! :3
Notes: Jaleb ;_;
Lyrics: A Shot Across The Bow by Mayday Parade

[jason lee clark]

I obviously didn't need to play the game to know that Caleb was going to win, but that didn't stop me from clapping for him and cheering at the winner. That was the polite thing to do of course. I laid down next to him on the bed, but dropped my controller because I had lost so I didn't deserve to hold it anymore. I just smiled at him nicely before trying to snuggle into his side while on my own side. I wasn't able to do it completely because of our position, but I could bury my face in his arm which was nice because my nose was code.

Some people might find it weird I was close enough with someone I just met to do this with, but really I wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. I was cold and everyone know body heat is the best way to solve being cold. I rubbed my nose slightly on his arm, trying to use friction to warm me up. I was a light borea... which meant I loved being warm and was actually slightly warmer than most people, but I still felt the need to actually be warmer than what my warmer was. I peeked up to see if Caleb was looking at me yet and pouted to him. "I'm cold."

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Outfit

[/b] ------------ Clicky~!
Notes[/b] ------------ Sorry I took so long! I had to get in a good mood for Jace and have enough time to type it all out, and I don't get very much of that. ;_;[/i]
Tagged[/b] ------------ Jalebbbb~[/i]
Song Credit[/b] ------------ Could You Put Your Light on Please - Harry Chapin[/i][/center]

[caleb andrew winston]

Sometimes, when you feel like you don't deserve something good, you get a little twinge of guilt. It doesn't matter what that something is - it just happens, and it can't really be helped. Even if you do deserve what you're given, somewhere, there is something that tells you that you don't. Whether you hear and/or choose to listen to that something is completely up to your own discretion. I, for instance, chose not to hear. And that wasn't just my naturally selective hearing taking over; it was legitimately just the fact that thinking that you don't deserve a good think is a real knock on confidence. If I'd have thought that about half of the things I'd had and done in my life, I would have been in a very dark place then.

Still, I couldn't help but feel a little bit sheepish when the fifth year next to me cheered for me. It wasn't quite a bad form of embarrassed; just the type that made me feel inherently proud of myself. It was a pleasant, warm feeling, which was intensified by the borea's encouragement. I did a little lying-down bow (I still don't know how that worked), and laughed, putting the controller down. "Thank you, thank you," I said elaborately, snickering. "I know I'm amazing." My facial expression turned kind of sheepish then, because I knew I was the least amazing person that would ever exist, but for now, that didn't matter.

It was weird how naturally my arm slid around Jace's waist when he burrowed into me. And, before people start saying how strange it is that we were comfortable this way after not knowing each other for more than a few days, that's because... I'm a cuddler, okay? And, if Jace was looking for cuddles, then who was I to deny him of them? I wasn't a comfies-hogger like Kit was - I was perfectly willing to share mine with other people. Even if I hadn't known them long. It was just a nice thing to do. Besides, cuddling was nice. I sought out cuddles wherever I could find them. That wasn't wrong, was it? Didn't think so.

Well, if Jace was cold, then it was a good thing that I was constantly warm, wasn't it? I had a feeling, though, that I wouldn't cut it. I smiled down at his sweet little pout, nibbling my lip in thought. "Hrmmm." I hummed, thinking, before snapping my fingers and reluctantly getting up from the bed. I went over to one of the spare beds in the room, and just pulled off the duvet, before going back over to Jace's bed and casting the duvet over him. And then, I got jealous of how cosy he looked there. I wanted some of the cosy. It looked so nice. Maybe it was just my inner-canine thinking "zomg warm place", but I didn't care. I wanted in.

I went to lie back where I had been on the bed, but the duvet took up a little more space than I thought it would. I frowned a little bit, before grinning and giving Jace a few pokes. "Hey." I said, wriggling slightly so that I was a little more comfortable, continuing to poke him. "Scoot up a little? It looks comfy in theeere." It was my turn to pout at him, flicking my brown hair out of my eyes. I didn't know if I was being cute enough, but Jace was kind, wasn't he? I was pretty sure he would let me in.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Jace! :3
Notes: *cry*
Lyrics: A Shot Across The Bow by Mayday Parade

[jason lee clark]

I couldn't help but smile at the cuteness that was Caleb. I was cold, he got me a blanket and that made me want to key smash all over the place. I snuggled into it and didn't think twice about letting him come in when he wanted to because I was just that nice duh. Plus the blanket might be warm but someone cuddling with you under the blanket beat anything else. End of story. I opened the blanket for him and waited for the cuddle fest to engage because I hadn't cuddled with someone in like... forever. I waited for him to enter the cocoon of cuddles and snuggled into him when he did enter it. ”'Course you can come in, silly willy.” I laughed and put my head on his shoulder under the blankets.

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Outfit

[/b] ------------ Clicky~!
Notes[/b] ------------ Sorry I took so long! I had to get in a good mood for Jace and have enough time to type it all out, and I don't get very much of that. ;_;[/i]
Tagged[/b] ------------ Jalebbbb~[/i]
Song Credit[/b] ------------ Could You Put Your Light on Please - Harry Chapin[/i][/center]

[caleb andrew winston]

I couldn't help but grin and do a little celebratory dance when Jace let me in. Because, well, it looked so good in there. Literally, I wasn't sure what was better than that, because there wasn't really anything that could compare to warmth. And cuddles. And food. And internet. Give me those four things, and I'll be in danger of loving you. And, well, Jace had just given me two of those, so I was well on my way. It was nice, really, because I hadn't really had this kind of normality since I actually arrived at the school. The human world, although it was safer, was a lot more boring compared to all the drama that went on here. And, don't tell anyone, but I secretly love drama. It's fun to watch, and almost never resolved fully, leaving cliffhangers that keep you interested. But still. The last time I'd really done this was before I was bit, when I snuck up on Joe in the middle of the night.

I abruptly shoved that memory away fro me, before it affected me adversely. No, that was just depressing. I wasn't going to b a mood killer here; mood killers were one of my biggest pet hates. And if I was one, that'd be too contradictory for my little brain to take. So that wouldn't work out. I was going to stay happy, stay smiling, because I was with my new friend. And we were having a good time. At least, I was. I didn't know about him, but he seemed happy enough. So it was all okay. It seemed that way, anyway. There was no need to be depressing or pessimistic, because it would do nothing but spoil it for both of us.

I couldn't help but laugh, anyway, when I was bombarded with cuddles under the duvet. Because cuddles, as I'm pretty sure I've already made clear, are one of the best things ever. So that was pretty much all. I cuddled more into him in retaliation, snickering almost madly. And the name. Silly willy. That made me just crack up because, come on, I hadn't used that expression since I was ten. I'd forgotten just how funny it used to be. Which was bad. That meant I was growing up a bit. Maybe. Okay not really. But still! Oh well, that wasn't important just then.

"Hmm," I hummed into his hair as he put his head on my shoulder. He was cold, just a bit. That gave me an excuse to cuddle him a bit extra, surely? Yeah. I was being nice. Because being nice was a... nice thing to do. "You are cold, aren't you?" I rubbed my hands up and down his forearms, just to warm him up a bit. Maybe. I don't know. Warmth, as already said, was really nice. And I wanted to share it, because that was the right thing to do here.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Jace! :3
Notes: *cry*
Lyrics: A Shot Across The Bow by Mayday Parade

[jason lee clark]

I may have just giggled. It may have just come out of my mouth when Caleb's hands went to rub my arms warm. Maybe it was a manly giggle? I doubted it. I wasn't very manly. I think it came with liking guys over girls. I also blamed my powers because, hello. I could control the light. They made me gay. That was the reason I was what I was. Definitely. I stayed quiet for a little while, just laying in Caleb's arms because that was the best thing in the world. Until something else came along that was better of course. It was that little quiet time that I had come up with the best thing in the entire world.

I bounced up a little bit, having laying on Caleb with one hand on either side of his body. I bounced a little there as well, which might have looked wrong to someone that had a little more mature mind than my own and smiled down at the werewolf under the covers with me. "We should have a sleepover! I have the extra beds for it... or you can sleep with me in mine and cuddle because I don't care either way but it would be sooooo fun and I've never had a sleepover before!"

[/b] That was maybe a bit sad, but I didn't want to have a sleepover before now, okay? It wasn't the fact I didn't have any friends and was bullied to the point of no one else wanting to be my friend either. That definitely wasn't it.

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Outfit

[/b] ------------ Clicky~!
Notes[/b] ------------ Sorry I took so long! I had to get in a good mood for Jace and have enough time to type it all out, and I don't get very much of that. ;_;[/i]
Tagged[/b] ------------ Jalebbbb~[/i]
Song Credit[/b] ------------ Could You Put Your Light on Please - Harry Chapin[/i][/center]