Hi! I'm Jessica. I love art, even though I suck at drawing. I'm trying though. I am also a big writer. I have, like, seven stories going on right now. I really want to become a good artist. If any of you have advice, please feel free to tell me. If you want to know more about me, then you'll just have to talk to me.^^
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Favourite style of art: anime
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Favourite cartoon character: That's a really hard one
Personal Quote: Better a Teacher's Pet than a Detention Junkie
Jack had remained against the wall for god knows how long. His brain had gone over the many different outcomes that could occur from this unexpected love triangle. Never in his life did he expect to be placed in the situation. He honestly thought he would have been fortunate to have one person attracted to him. Which he thought had been Julian. Now Chase had shown up, granting the wish Jack would have killed for if it had been even six months prior to this moment.
But now, he had Julian.
Should he even tell Julian about this? Jack knew he deserved to know someone else was trying to win the genius’ affections. Jack would certainly want to know if someone had done something like this to Julian. They weren’t officially dating, but Jack still felt a level of possessiveness. Jack wasn’t even sure how Julian would react. Would he be angry with Jack or with Chase? Maybe both?
The next concern was how much did he tell Julian about who Chase was. Honestly, Jack did not feel that telling the man that Chase was a Chinese warlord who became immortal using a dragon soup given to him by an evil bean would go over well. If Jack hadn’t been involved in the showdowns for Shen Gong Wu for so long he would have thought it was crazy.
He didn’t want to sound crazy, even if it was the truth.
A sigh became the lone sound in the study. It was a mixture of frustration and dejection, something Jack hadn’t felt since he had left the showdown world. Seriously, why did this have to happen to him. He had been happy.
Jack finally lifted himself from the floor. The movement was slow, but Jack was determined to get a handle on the situation. Chase was a wild card, that was for sure. He just hoped that those two never met in person while this was happening. Julian had always seemed rather peaceful. If anything, he was mischievous, but he had also never given Julian a reason to be jealous.
Now, Julian would have a very valid reason to be jealous.
Should he call Julian now? No…he was probably working at the moment, like Jack should be. He’d have to meet him later. It was probably best that he explains this in person.
Jack sat down on his bed, the soft cushion finally allowing him to relax after the hours of work he had spent in a state close to paranoia. He had half expected Chase to show up again, but mercifully he didn’t. About an hour into work, Jack had finally gathered enough courage to send Julian a message. He had asked Julian to come by after his work to discuss what had happened. When Julian had asked what they needed to discuss, Jack hadn’t been sure what to say. He didn’t want to give it away over the phone, but he knew that if he didn’t give him something that Julian would fear something worse.
It was half past five now, that meant Julian would be here soon. Jack breathed in carefully. He really didn’t want to deal with this, but he had to be honest with the man. Hiding this would come off negatively if Julian found out on his own.
A knock sounded on his door, alerting him to Julian’s presence. The butler had most likely let him in. Jack’s parents liked Julian, thinking him and their son were merely good friends, so the help knew to let the young man in on the rare event he came over.
Jack stood up and walked over to the door, trying his best to give a smile despite his nerves.
“Thanks for coming over on such short notice, but I didn’t think this should wait.” The pale boy could feel his face become even more pale, if that was even possible. The nerves in his voice were clear, and Julian gave him a concerned look as he entered the room.
“What’s wrong, Jack. You seem unsettled.” A tan hand came up to stroke a pale cheek, attempting to give some form of comfort to his nervous lover.
Jack couldn’t help the small smile that formed at Julian’s touch. He was always so caring and understanding. Maybe he wouldn’t angry? That was still a high hope for Jack. He had never actually since Julian angry, and he didn’t want to see it now. “Let’s sit down first before I tell you what happened. And please let me tell all of it before you speak.”
After receiving a nod, the two of them sat on Jack’s bed, making sure they were both comfortable for the tale. Jack took in a shaky breath before beginning his story. He tried to summarize as much he could the details of the showdowns and how exactly he knew Chase. Julian listened to it all, not making a sound. His face did, however, speak volumes. At times, it bore the expression of confusion, mostly concerning the magic of the showdowns and Shen Gong Wu. A fairly normal response considering most people would react with exuberant derision. Other times, anger flashed across his face as Jack told him of a few of his more negative encounters (a hard choice to make considering most of Jack’s experiences were negative).
Finally, Jack got to his encounter with Chase when he had returned that morning. He did his best to describe the event without looking away in shame, though he couldn’t stop his eyes from glancing away from Julian’s. When he did look at the other man’s face he saw a rage he never thought he’d see on a face that normally expressed kindness. Was that rage directed at him? Or was it just Chase?
“Julian…please say something.” Said man merely took in a breath attempting to steady himself. Julian had never actually felt this angry in his life. Someone had made advances toward his Jack; his beautifully intelligent lover. Blue eyes met with anxious rubies and Julian felt his anger diminish at the sight. He lifted one of his hands to caress a soft cheek. “I’m not angry with you, Jack. He was the last person you suspected to be interested in you, let alone show up to see you.”
Jack visibly relaxed and leaned into the gentle touch. “Thank you, Julian.”
“However.” Jack looked up at the other man, curious. “You said he kissed you, correct?” A cautiously slow nod was his response. Jack wondered if he still needed to be wary of any negative reactions. Though, Julian had just said he wasn’t mad…
Jack found his answer when he was forced onto his back, Julian looming over him with a possessive glint that made his sky-blue eyes turn dark like a storm. Ruby eyes widened but remained locked on the tempest above him. This wasn’t rage at all but a new form of need. Julian had been the more dominant of the two, showing Jack a few different nuances of how that dominance was shown. He hadn’t seen this one.
It was almost frightening. But at the same time…exciting.
Honestly, Jack wondered if there was something wrong with him.
The formerly gentle hand suddenly seized silky white hair, forcing Jack to bare his neck. Teeth sunk into porcelain skin, drawing a gasp turned moan from Jack’s lips. Genius as he was, he still had not expected this response. Another gasp echoed through the room as the teeth tore away. The hand in his hair pushed forward, two pairs of lips meeting in a bruising kiss. Jack’s hands clutched Julian’s shirt as his mouth was invaded by the other’s tongue. The lack of air was quickly catching up to Jack as he began to feel faint. It wasn’t until the last second that Julian pulled away, allowing Jack to swallow a large amount of air.
“Let this be known. I’m not losing to him. He had his chance and he squandered it.” Julian looked at him, and his eyes could only be described as deadly serious. Jack honestly wondered what was so special about him that two strong, attractive men would battle over him like this.
Accepting Jack’s speechlessness as acceptance, Julian captured the young genius’ lips in another heated kiss. Julian would be damned before he lost to someone as arrogant as this Chase was described. Feeling another surge of anger, his hands moved under Jack’s shirt, immediately finding erect nipples.
“Ah-!” Jack’s body arched off the bed in response to his pink buds being pinched. God, Julian was feeling extremely possessive. The genius still felt bad about the incident that caused this reaction, but he truly did enjoy being handled roughly. Jack ran his hands down Julian’s chest, wanting to feel the muscles under his shirt.
Unfortunately, before either could move any further a knock sound on the bedroom door.
“Sir, your parents have returned. They request your presence in the study.”
The two men let out frustrated groans as they pulled apart. Jack gave his lover a gently kiss before standing and straightening his outfit. “We can finish this later.” With a wink, Jack led Julian out and they went their separate directions with a promise from Julian that he’d be back as soon as Jack gave the word.
Chase smirked from his place om his throne. So, this “Julian” had a jealous streak? The immortal pondered over the many instances where that emotion could lead to his advantage. Jack obviously loved a dominant partner, but he would still want his freedom. Now that this other man knew of Chase, that freedom could diminish in conjunction to the level of jealousy.
Turning someone’s emotions against themselves was child’s play for a Heylin lord. He just had to make sure to time his next visit to Jack appropriately.
Le Jack Fanfiction 1
"I'm not going" he said sat in his desk chair fiddling with a machine part. "He screwed up getting that wu so I ain't paying him!" Jack explained, Wuya was trying to convince him that it was not all Le Mime's fault that they lost the Fist of Tebigone, but he wasn't having any of it.
"Your uselessness is unmatchable! Yet I give you plenty of chances!" Wuya yelled at him hovering just by his head.
"Yeah, well...you're just floating gas!" he tried to insult her back, looking rather pathetic. "If I went back would that stop you screeching at me!?" he compromised.
"I don't care what you do Jack, just do it in the least annoying way possible" she floated into his face angrily to make her anger more fierce, then the ghost floated away from him and into a wall disappearing. Jack then proceeded to make faces when she left, then folded his arm childishly leaning back in his chair.
Later on that day, Jack had returned to the location where the Fist once was and looked around for the unconscious m