More Than Just A Dream

Living the high life Watching it pass by You may also know me as Jupiter they/them

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astrayedauror‌:

❛ ash jakobson ◞ ✦ * ╱ 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝

             she  was  off  duty  now,  and  that  meant  that  she  could  drink.   she  had  just  settled  into  her  seat  at  the  bar  and  ordered  an  old   fashioned  when  they  offered  to  pay  for  it.   ❝  oh thanks,  ❞   she  said  with  a  smile,   ❝  i’ll  get  the  next  one.  ❞   she  wasn’t  one  to  turn  away  a  free  drink  as  long  as  they  allowed  her  to  return  the  favor.  

            jim  recognized  them  from  the  festival.   ❝  this  may  sound  weird,  but  did  you  perform  at  the  festival?  ❞   she  asked.    she  had  only  really  paid  attention  to  the  rock  groups  finding  the  rest  of  the  acts  ok,  but  not  her  cup  of  tea.   

Ash grinned as the stranger accepted their offer to pay for her drink, settling in at the bar and taking a sip from the cocktail they’d ordered. They had slowly been working their way through the menu and each drink just seemed to be getting better and they really weren’t sure if that was just because the alcohol was making it taste better or because the drinks genuinely were better, or perhaps a combination of the two?

“Oh, yeah. Yeah I did.” They nodded. “I go by Ash.” They wiped their hand free of the condensation from the glass on their pants and then extended it to the stranger.

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moodboard 2/?; ash jakobson && internal

“Embrace the void and have the courage to exist.” ~ Dan Howell

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moodboard 1/?; ash jakobson && external

“The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.” ~ Coco Chanel

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blaisexcass‌:

   she tilted her head, watching the other closely ; smiling, she took her drink in hand and smoothly stepped closer to their side, hand lifting to wrap gently around their arm.

   “   that’s the spirit! —- we will have a lovely time, i know it,   “   redhead said, lifting her head a little bit to look at their face, already moving lightly in the direction they gestured at.   “   i’m glad to meet you, handsome stranger. i was actually worried i will end up bored.   “   she had a feeling that she do know their face, but couldn’t place where. 

Ash swallowed as they stepped closer, managing to hold their ground somehow as she looped her hand around their arm. They smiled as she spoke, following her lead. “Seeing as we’re drinking buddies. I’m Ash, Nice to meet you...” They trailed off, leaving room for her to finish their sentence,

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blaisexcass‌:

   she tried not to bounce on her toes — it was too not lady-like, the voice that sounds like Mother sneered at her in her mind — as she comes closer to the bar. cass didn’t worried about being alone, smiling and sipping her first drink, quickly followed by another — she moved her head, fire-red hairs bouncing, to look at the person that decided to pay for her.

   “   and here i thought nice people are no more around,   “   she said with a smile lifting the corner of her lips and winked, thought quickly straightened up.   “   thanks —- and now i think it will be only fair if you drink with me, wouldn’t it?   “

It took everything in Ash not to blush - they probably did - when the stranger winked at them, already feeling giddy from all of the alcohol coursing through their system. The woman had an accent. French, their tipsy brain was telling them? And wow. “I would love to.” They answered, taking their drink from the bar and gesturing away from it toward one of the lounges.

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¸¸♬·¯·♩¸¸♪·¯·♫¸¸ Festival of Muses ¸¸♫·¯·♪¸¸♩·¯·♬¸¸

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weerwulfheart‌:

“So tell me,” she said before grabbing a piece of her pastry, “are you actually here because you like the music or because you just wanted to see what would happen?” It was early into the first day of the festival, and so far things were quiet.  Well, quiet in the sense of her not being needed.  She did, however, see a lot of people snapping pictures and reports asking questions.  She wasn’t entirely convinced that the majority of people were here for the music, and she was curious as to the reasons for people attending.

“I mean, part of being an artist, is being a part of the music.” Ash explained, confused on how else to respond to the question. Music was everything to them. They lived and breathed it - they couldn’t even imagine their life without it. “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for music.” They answered honestly.

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marblebloodis‌:

“do you think they’ll let me ride for free?” he asked with a soft nod to the ferris wheel. “not that i would us the fact that i’m performing on the last day to get free rides. but then again, what’s the harm?” he said with a devilish grin.  he was joking of course.  “nah, i’m just fucking with you.  i don’t pull that shit.  you gotta be full of yourself to do something that douchey” he said through another smile.  though his tone implied that other musical acts were maybe trying to pull that stuff. 

“I mean, I personally would feel bad about riding for free.” Ash explained,” Exchanging a ride for backstage passes on the other hand?” They continued with a grin, “That’s another story.”

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It had been an awesome weekend. They’d finished their set the night before and had the opportunity to just kick back and relax now. And that was how they had found them self at the bar. A few drinks in and they were feeling sufficiently tipsy as they approached the bar again and ordered their next drink. “I’ll pay for their drink too.” They told the bartender, gesturing to the person beside them. “Pay it forward, right?” They smiled.

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T a s k   N u m b e r   O O 1

Full Name: Ash Jakobson

Alias/Nickname(s): Jupiter

Title: The Storyteller

Age: 27

Birthday: June 20th

School: Ilvermorny

House: Thunderbird

Bloodstatus: Halfblood

Ethnicity: African-american

Nationality: American.

Gender: Non-binary

Pronoun(s): They/them

Romantic Orientation: Panromantic

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Birth Order: Second oldest

Home Town: Philadelphia, PN

Current Residence: NYC, New York

Religion: Atheist

Occupation: Singer. Stage Name: Jupiter

Financial Status: Upper class

Marital Status: Single

Physical Attributes

Face Claim: Keiynan Lonsdale

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Hairstyle: Long enough to tie in to a little pony tail

Height: 5′10″ (178cm)

Weight: 154lbs (70kg)

Body Build: Athletic

Freckles: None

Scars: He burned himself intentionally as a teenager and never let it heal properly so has a small scar on the underside of his left wrist.

Tattoos: Scattered on his body

Piercings: She has several ear piercings..

Other Distinguishing Features:

Personality

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Jung: ENFP-A

Four Temperaments: Sanguine

Soul Type: Performer

Common Archetypes: The Creator

Top Five Tropes: Abusive Parents, Waistcoat of Style, Troubled but Cute, The Anti-Nihilist, The Performer

Five Prominent Traits: Ambitious, energetic, confident, impatient, oversensitive

Statistics

Self-Love: 9/10

Self-Care: 8/10

Memory: 9/10

Courage: 9/10

Confidence: 7/10

Pride: 6/10

Greed: 4/10

Patience: 2/10

Tolerance: 7/10

Mental Flexibility: 6/10

Passion/Motivation: 8/10

Creativity: 9/10

Education: 5/10

Compassion: 9/10

Empathy: 10/10

Loyalty: 9/10

Forgiveness: 10/10

Sociability: 6/10

Emotional Attachment: 7/10

Physical Attachment: 7/10

Stamina: 9/10

Mental Strength: 8/10

Physical Strength: 7/10

Battle Skill: 6/10

Initiative: 8/10

Restraint: 7/10

Defense: 6/10

Agility: 9/10

Flexibility: 10/10

Strategy: 7/10

Leadership: 7/10

Teamwork:6/10

Wrath: 1/10

Musical-Rhythmic Intelligence: 10/10

Visual-Spatial Intelligence: 7/10

Verbal-Linguistic Intelligence: 8/10

Logical-Mathematical Intelligence: 9/10

Bodily-Kinesthetic Intelligence: 8/10

Interpersonal Intelligence: 7/10

Intrapersonal Intelligence: 8/10

Existential Intelligence: 7/10

Naturalistic Intelligence: 4/10

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    “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.”

                             ~~ Sylvia Plath