#c;jack

Freddie was fairly new to town. Everyone seemed so friendly and kind and honestly he was not expecting it at all from anywhere in Alabama. Growing up in Seattle was a whole different vibe. But there was something so charming about a powder blue ford truck and being a local at a hometown bar that there was an entire channel just for that aesthetic. But even in such a beautiful place he still found himself in the classroom or the library as usual. He’d get out and explore eventually but he still loved the smell of old books and pencil to paper. So of course he was rushing through the library with entirely too many books in his hands and quite eager to learn. It was hard to find a place to sit when you had a stack of books blocking your vision. “Uh oh.” He could feel himself tripping over something. A shoe lace? A chair? Nope, it was himself. Of course it was himself. A loud thundering crash could be heard as he fell, books tumbling beneath him, and his glasses nearly flying off of his face. “Ow ow...” he winced, both from the pain of a textbook jabbing his ribs and the awkwardness of making such a loud noise. “Crap...oh my god.” He was blind as a bat without those damn glasses and he was reaching around desperately for them. Great first impression...

asher x jack || ❝ 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔦𝔫𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔰. 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔪 𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰. ❞

The daemon rolled his eyes at the other. They were so many strange folk coming near the crossroads. This haggard looking stranger was no exception. Asher simply asked who was the man and - that was the response he got. If Asher would guess Jack’s type, they’re the ones who want more. Who have big goals but the minute they try it something goes horribly wrong. Or maybe Jack was the type to walk aimlessly and hug along to dated show tunes. Neither would give Asher any type of upperhand. Rather then scowling, Asher smirked. 

“Do you think I’m a monster?” He sighed. “I don’t need to create rather than instill fear.” Asher leaned closer to the other. “I’ll ask you one more time. Who are you and why are you near the crossroads?” 

WHO: @jamesbabin and @katbarton

WHAT: True to her word, Margaux punishes Kat and James for bickering with one another.

WHERE: The Carnival

WHEN: 14 August 2019

WATCH OUT: Silliness

“I’m not going rogue.” Trip felt his ears turn red. Why didn’t jack believe him? The monk ran his fingers through his hair. Between this, him being torn against two girls, and whatever pull his father was sending him, he can still be good can he? Still maybe he could tell Jack the truth. 

“Forgive me Jack.” He bowed to the other. “The truth is I am not a farmhand.” He confessed. “I am a monk in hiding from the demons and evil spirits.” He took a deep breath. “But lately I have been led astray by my own impulses.” The tears were streaming down his face. 

“Please have mercy on me before firing me.” 

He was in dog form, all three heads searching for Jack. Cerberus whimpered when he saw the monster. Cerberus immediately tackled the other with vigor. He began to lick the other. Jack began to laugh, Cerby barked excitedly and sat next to Jack. He wanted Jack to be happy and he did his job. 

He woke up with a cloak on his now human body, he cuddled the cloak close to him.

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