No? Just me? Ok good Pep talk.

https://youtu.be/TjnVtfUl6uU

And by that I mean, if you have an ask for any of JDM’s characters I write for (you can see the list in my blog under my name) send them to the ask box. And if you have a oneshot or fanfic idea you’d like request or run by me submit a post. Now to clarify, asks are usually more short, one time roleplaying kind of thing. But if you have a oneshot or fanfic request please submit a post. If you want to be anonymous just say so in the post or if you feel more comfortable to dm me and let me know you want to be anonymous. I left instructions on the submit box just in case.

Also, I’ve realized my writting is not as good as it was. Like I said before, my life is fucking mess and I honestly don’t have much mentality to really get into chatacter. But I’m trying, I’m sorry it’s been a slow process, please be patient with me. On another note, I’m pleased to say I added three more characters to the ask list. JD Richer from “The Extant”, Henry Delarue from “Salvation” and The Comedian from “Watchmen” However, for whatever reason it’s not letting me save new names to the ask button.

But anyways here are all the characters you can send asks or requests for:

Negan (the walking dead)

JD Richer (The extant)

Denny Douquette (Grey’s Anatomy)

Patrick Sullivan (The Accidental Husband)

Max (The Resident)

The Comedian (Watchmen)

Henry Delarue (The salvation)

And Jeff himself of course 😁🤗

(Ps: I don’t write for John Winchester I’m sorry 🙈 I could never get into supernatural. I tried but I couldn’t even get passed season 1 🙈🙈🙈 don’t hate me 😅

I tried to catch her as she fell but it was already too late. Ouch! That’s gonna leave a mark. “You ok sweetheart?” I kneeled next to her and collected her in my arms. “Easy there. Come on, here we go.” I lifted her up with ease. “I think someone had a little too much to drink.” I chuckled. God she was beautiful. I’ve noticed her at the bar a few nights but never had the courage to walk up to her. 

“I feel inclined to take you home. And before you say anything, I promise I’m a perfect gentleman. What kind of man would I be if i didn’t make sure you got home safe? And perhaps... later this week we could go for a coffee?” I was probably pushing my luck, but I hoped not. I had the feeling she had similar intensions when she walked over to me? I mean one can only hope.