#jonathon jack

DO U HEAR THE DORITOS SING

SINGING THE SONG OF ANGRY CHIPS

IT IS THE MUSIC OF TORTILLAS WHO WILL NOT BE BAGGED AGAIN

WHEN THE BEATING OF YOUR HEART

ECHOES THE CRUNCHING OF OUR SOULS

THEN YOU WILL UNDERSTAND OUR PAIN

Send me "ff+" and a character name and my character will react to finding and reading a graphic and sex-filled fanfiction of themselves and that character.

Ariel crinkled her nose, the premise of the piece making her reluctant at first. But she decided to read through it, anyway, her curiosity getting the better of her. Though found quickly her decision to open the link was a huge mistake.

But with each passing line, her jaw hung lower and lower, a mixture of shock and disgust over some of the acts described. But even with how much she hated it, she found herself unable to stop reading, finding some of what was written too absurd not to keep reading. "I would never do that." she muttered. "And I don't think Jack can bend like that.......neither can I......and what the hell is a king's ransom?" she tilted her head as she read further. "I don't think their version of crowned prince and my version is the same.....and....calling that 'the butterfly' is very misleading......oh good lord, ewwwwwwwww. Who would write this???"

By the time she'd finished, she was sure she'd gone a vibrant shade of red, and it wasn't until she saw who the author was that she turned another shade darker.

PaHAHA. If Jack just wore his uniform all day every day, I think more people would tolerate him.

Send me a ♥ + a URL and I'll list 5 things I like about them.

Your jackets look nicer on me

Your scarves look nicer on me too

You're snarky and sometimes it's amusing 

You're really nice to look at when you're in uniform.

Magic!AU: One of our characters gains magical powers but has no idea how to control them. With the other characters help they try to figure out how to use them correctly but not without some mishaps along the way.

She let out a frightened yelp as they flew for cover behind his bed.

Nope. She was positive that wasn't supposed to happen. In fact, that wasn't even remotely close to what she was hoping to do. Quietly, she rose up from the floor and peeked over the edge of the bed to the rest of Jack's room, dreading what mess she might have conjured up. 

"I wasn't expecting that...." she muttered, sucking in a breath when she saw the broken armoire, splinters and chunks of wood strewn over the space.