golden boy.

22; ex-king of hawkins high; varsity basketball alum; current intern at carver & sinclair

[jascncarver]

thefreakmunscn​:

even though eddie considered chrissy to be on his closest friends, his relationship with jason was a whole other thing. the two of them were as far as you could get on the social chart - people who ran with jason, didn’t run with people like eddie.

jason and eddie haven’t gotten along since he could remember. jason always had some disorted theory about hellfire and the people who were in it. he couldn’t completely blame jason though …. half of hawkins thought that eddie was some sort of cult leader.

the fall festival and other big events were not something that eddie like to attend. just going to work he gets glares from people he doesn’t know …. let alone a big event. eddie wasn’t the brightest bulb in the pack, but even he knew that being surrounded by people who don’t like you isn’t the smartest thing. he understood that there were going to be people who didn’t like him or didn’t want him here, but he was just as much a citizen of this shitty town as anyone else was. he couldn’t help roll his eyes as jason spoke to him …. he’ll never understand how someone as sweet as chrissy could be associated as someone as big of an asshole as jason. “ i suppose. ” he answered shortly, shrugging his shoulders as he didn’t bother to look over at the other.

The eye roll, the indifference - without Jason being fully aware of it, Eddie’s reaction brought to the surface a part of Jason that he hadn’t felt in a while. A part of Jason wasn’t satisfied with Eddie’s answer. A part of him wanted to see a reaction. The aspect that Jason wasn’t realizing, was that the reaction he wanted to see from Munson was fear.

“What, is the cookie selection not good enough this year?,” Jason joked as he picked up a box and turned it over before finally looked over at Eddie with a unwavering glare.

[jascncarver]

who: @horrorinhawkinschristina where: hawkins cider mill when: october 14, 1988

Jason looked down at his watch as he walked towards the cider mill. He, Andy, Chance, and Patrick met up when they could, usually at least once a season, to catch up over drinks. They were a group that used to see each other daily - they’d have classes together during the day, then basketball practices and games after school, and parties at whomever’s parents weren’t home that Friday and Saturday night. Depending on how strict their parents were and who could convincingly sell a hangover as actual illness, they’d also see each other at church on Sunday morning.

Now they were all split up. Some of them had stayed in town and had begun to build a life for themselves. Some of them, like Jason, were commuting back from colleges and universities that were a few hours away. Jason was still dressed in a crisp light grey suit with a deep pine green tie that he’d had to wear for one of his class’s case studies earlier that afternoon. In order to make it to the mill by the agreed upon time, he’d had to drive straight from class, leaving no time to go home and change. He still found a way to show his alumni spirit, however, donning a shiny green and gold Hawkins High pin on his left lapel.

Jason stood just outside the entrance to the mill, on the left as to keep away from the small gathering of smokers on the right. He was a few minutes early and rather than go inside and sit by himself he decided to wait for his friends outside so they could all walk in together.

He’d only been standing there a moment or two before none other than Chrissy exited the building. She was with a girl that Jason didn’t recognize, though that wasn’t surprising given the fact that he wasn’t a part of her life anymore. The two quickly hugged and parted ways, only for Chrissy to turn around, landing face to face with Jason.

“Hi,” Jason smiled, pausing for a moment both to take in the sight in front of him and to give her the chance to interject if there was somewhere she had to be. Without any, he continued. “How’s the fair been this year? I was here for a bit last weekend - I wasn’t able to check out any of the events during the week because of school.”

[jascncarver]

who: @thefreakmunscn where: hawkins cider mill when: october 9, 1988

Jason had been attending Hawkin’s fall fair for as long as he could remember. While there were some things that changed, like the variety of animals at the petting zoo and the featured brew that the mill was experimenting with, there were many things that stayed the same, including the Girl Scouts’ booth. Always set up near the grand archway that served as the entrance and exit, it felt impossible to leave without picking up at least a box or two.

As Jason surveyed the cookie boxes and their new, bright designs while making small talk with the cheery young girls running the booth, none other than Eddie Munson appeared beside him.

While it felt wrong to Jason that Eddie was there, that the positivity and community the fair represented was exactly what Eddie’s satanist club spat in the face of when they were in high school, it was a public event, open to anyone.

“Enjoying the fair so far, Munson?” Jason asked, not out of interest but simply to let Eddie know he was there.

[jascncarver]

who: @stvehrringtcn​ where: hawkins cider mill when: october 15, 1988

Every year at Hawkins High had their king. It wasn’t official, unless you counted the plastic prom king crown as official, but it was an accepted truth among that year’s graduating class. For the class of ‘84 it was Jason and, standing in front of him, was the king of the class of ‘83.

“I think they’ve really outdone themselves this year,” Jason smiled as he took a sip of his drink. “The live music has been fantastic and with the size of the crowds it seems like we’re drawing in people from two counties over.”

Jason still remembered sharing a beer with Steve at the first high school party he’d ever attended. Things were different now, for one drinking was no longer illegal for either of them, but Jason enjoyed it just the same.

[jascncarver]

💖 asking for science

💖 Has your OC ever been in love, be it romantic or platonic or otherwise? Who with and did they ever express their feelings or keep it private? How long did these feelings persist / do they still feel this way?

Though Jason loves all of his close friends and family, there have been three important loves in his life.

The first two were his mom and dad. Not his step mom, but his real mom, the one he never got to meet. Jason always idolized his father, and while for some that would lead to something unhealthy, for Jason his relationship with and love for his father mostly only ever encouraged him to be a better person. While he’s human and has his faults, Jason’s father is a good man and loving, caring father. Jason may have turned out differently in high school had his father been around more to nurture the parts of Jason that came from him.

Even though he never got to meet his mom, Jason still loves her dearly and thinks about her often. He clings to the parts of her that others have shared with him over the years and as a child often imagined what she would’ve been like. As memories were made, he placed her into them, envisioning how she would’ve sung happy birthday or what voices she would’ve used to read his favourite story to him. Even how she would’ve tucked him into bed at night. Jason’s love for his mother is a part of him he’s only ever expressed to his father, more freely when he was younger and increasingly sparingly as he’s matured into an adult.

The third important love was his first romantic love, his high school girlfriend Chrissy. There was something about her that struck him when he first saw her - when he first really saw her. Growing up in different neighbourhoods, the two attended different elementary schools, crossing paths for the first time middle school. She was standing outside the front doors on the first day with her friends as Jason approached the school for the first time. While they were all buzzing with excitement at the prospect of starting at a new school, chatting loudly as if no one was around for miles, Chrissy stood there, smiling and kindly nodding as she listened to and supported her friends. Jason wouldn’t be able to put it into words for quite some time, but there was subtly and natural beauty to her that drew him in. Needless to say, he thought of it as fate when he sat down in his first middle school homeroom and saw Chrissy sitting two desks in front and one desk to the left of his own.

While they met in middle school, Jason didn’t ask her out until the first semester of ninth grade. Throughout their relationship, he was there for her and she was there for him. He supported her when things were tough at home, providing a safe refuge or an expensive distraction to help her forget about any weight on her shoulders, and she was there to love him, genuinely love him, through his faults and shortcomings, even if he didn’t fully acknowledge they were there. The trouble began when it came time for college. While his parents adored Chrissy - his stepmother thought she just looked perfect standing next to her golden boy - they had a path in mind for him. Going to college at a reputable, respectable ivy league school wasn’t a possibility, it was the only possibility.

The distance was hard, and between the peer pressure from his new college friends and the lack of examples of healthy relationships Jason had growing up, Jason broke up with her before she was supposed to come visit him at his university’s homecoming. Though he initiated the split, Jason experienced his first heartbreak when he broke up with Chrissy. At the time it was what he thought he wanted, what he thought he was supposed to do as a young man away at college, but in the weeks after it didn’t feel right. Jason never told his friends or his father about his regret, but a few of his frat brothers noticed that the next few girls Jason was interested in all looked a bit familiar.

They’ve seen each other in passing, but Jason has yet to have a real conversation with Chrissy since graduating from his undergrad. There’s a part of him that doesn’t want to, unsure of how it will feel with the years that have passed, but a much larger part of him quietly wants to hear her voice say his name again.

[jascncarver]

💙

💙 What did your OC want to be when they grew up and why? Did they have any lifelong dreams or ambitions they never got to work on or are they currently working to achieve this dream? Has their life taken a very unexpected turn and put all these plans on hold for a while or have they given up on any dreams?

When he was little, Jason wanted to be a professional athlete. Basketball was his main passion - it was the first sport his dad taught him - but sometimes the dream switched to football, baseball, and occasionally even hockey, depending on the season. Like lots of kids, when Jason played a sport, he dreamed about being like the greats, envisioning clips of him sinking a three pointer to clinch the win on a “plays of the week” highlight reel.

Jason achieved his dream to some degree by playing varsity basketball, just like his dad did before him. However, his parents never fully supported his dream. They attended his games, cheered him on, and signed him up for whatever development camps and competitive leagues he wanted, but there was always the expectation that he’d choose a respectable profession in an area like finance, law, or politics.

Jason is currently following the path that his parents expect him to walk. He is an intern at his father’s law firm and is beginning law school this fall. If he were to be asked if he’d rather be doing something else, he’d honestly answer no. While a part of his heart still holds on to his childhood dream, he enjoys the charm, persuasion, and sense of justice that the field of law holds. He also enjoys the end result: a high paying job that comes with connections and status in the same field as his father. Jason knows - it’s been joked about at holidays and dinner parties - that his father’s partner position at the law firm is his one day if he wants it. He just has to keep on the good path, smiling as his life unfolds as it was planned for him.

[jascncarver]

⭐

⭐ What is your OC afraid of? Any crippling phobias or some such? How do they act when scared and what helps them calm down? Does anyone ever find your OC scary? Why?

When Jason is scared he becomes aggressive. Of flight, fight, and freeze, his instincts almost always choose fight.

He’d like to think that there isn’t much that scares him, but his greatest fear is probably disappointing his father. He loves his stepmom and everything she’s done for him throughout his life, but he’s able to brush off her disapproval or disappointment more easily than his father’s. Growing up, Jason saw his father as the ideal, and lives his life through the idea that that’s what he’s supposed to become.

Physical activity helps him calm down, which is one of the reasons he loves sports so much and found himself signing up for at least one sports team each season as a kid.

There are definitely a few people around Hawkins that find Jason scary. While he presents as charismatic and collected to most, he was a privileged bully in school and there’s a good chance the victims of him and his friends’ antics still remember the pain Jason and company inflicted. He didn’t take pride in it or see himself as a bully the way Billy Hargrove sometimes did. Jason simply remembers the “teasing” of his peers as the normal social dynamics of an American high school. After all, the freaks chose to be freaks.

[billyhcrgrove]

buyatboatem​:

Jumbo Ask Game

Relationships

💖 Has your OC ever been in love, be it romantic or platonic or otherwise? Who with and did they ever express their feelings or keep it private? How long did these feelings persist / do they still feel this way?

❌ What kind of things would end any relationship for them? Is there a history behind why these things bother them? Could they ever take someone back despite this? If so or if not, why?

💋 How affectionate are they with their friends? Their family? Their romantic partner(s) (if they have any)? Are they more physical or emotional when it comes to displaying their affection? Why?

🌹 How easy is it for them to connect with others and make friends? On the flip side how easy is it for them to make an enemy of someone? Are they the kind of person who hangs around the food table at a party and never talks to anyone or are they the type who can talk to anyone?

🍒 What kind of things do they expect from their relationships? Does this differ between platonic relationships and romantic ones? Is your OC “demanding” or a door mat? What kinds of things do people expect from them in a relationship?

Preferences

🔥 Give us a list of general likes and dislikes, such as colours, textures, music, weather and other stuff!

🍊 What is your OC’s favourite meal? Snack? Dessert? Drink? Any reasons behind this besides liking how it tastes? What is your OC’s most hated food? Stuff they can’t stand to eat or drink?

🍑 Where is your OC’s favourite place to relax or calm down? Recount a story of their time spent in this place! What makes it so special to them? Is there anywhere your OC hates to go to? Anywhere that stresses them out or have negative memories of?

🧡 Who is your OC’s favourite person? Why is this person the top of their list and have they actually met them (an idol or rolemodel or celeb can be someone’s favourite after all!). Who does your OC absolutely hate, the one person who they’d sell to Satan for one corn chip? Why do they loathe this person so?

📙 What kind of subjects (of conversation, of discussion, in school or whatever) does your OC find interesting or engaging or that they can talk for hours about? What kind of stuff do they just find fun? What things bore your OC to tears and they couldn’t care less about? Why?

Emotions

😊 What can make your OC smile even when they’re feeling down? What cheers them up and makes everything feel better for them? Is your OC genrally a happy person and do they enjoy making others smile? What about your OC makes others happy?

⭐ What is your OC afraid of? Any crippling phobias or some such? How do they act when scared and what helps them calm down? Does anyone ever find your OC scary? Why?

🍋 Does your OC act petty and jealous easily? What sort of things make them feel like this and do they experience guilt for getting so worked up? How do they deal with these emotions when they get them? If your OC doesn’t feel like this often, why not?

📀 How easy is it to shock your OC? To confuse them? To lie to them, to manipulate them? How are they with feelings of trust? Can your OC be trusted?

💛 In general, how in control of their emotions is your OC? Do they have a good hold on them or do their emotions control them, not the other way around? What do you think is the reason behind this and is your OC ever concerned about their lack of or good control?

Mental Health

🌳 Compare your OC to themself from 10 years ago. How has their mental state changed since then, how have they aged and grown up? Would they say they’re in a better place than they were back then or do they need help? What advice would they give their younger self? What advice would their younger self give to them now?

🍏 Does your OC have any triggers? What is the history behind these triggers and are they related to any disorders or mental illnesses? In what ways does your OC react to being triggered?

🥝 What does a bad mental health day look like for your OC? Walk us through it with them. What kind of things can help them out of this slump and what kinds of things comfort them when they start to feel like this?

🍐 What is your OC’s mentality? Are they overall positive? Negative? A bit of both? Describe their thought patterns and reasoning behind their choice making!

💚 Talk about some of the traumatic events in your OC’s life. These events can be ones that have happened to them or a loved one. These events can be minor or major.

History

💧 What is the earliest memory your OC can recall? Do they know what their first words were or remember where they took their first steps? Do they have any mementos of their childhood they’ve kept such as a stuffed toy or tiny baby clothes?

🌠 Who was your OC’s first friend? Do they remember them or are they still friends now? Talk about some of the people your OC has lost contact with over the years. Do they have any regrets about losing these people and would they revist them if they could?

💙 What did your OC want to be when they grew up and why? Did they have any lifelong dreams or ambitions they never got to work on or are they currently working to achieve this dream? Has their life taken a very unexpected turn and put all these plans on hold for a while or have they given up on any dreams?

🌀 Where is your OC from? Where were they born? Do they still live there, if not why did they move? If they still live in the area how has it changed since their childhood? How many places has your OC lived in and where has been their favourite?

💤 What was your OC like as a baby, a child and as a teen? (if your OC is a teen or a child, what will they be like as an adult?). How have they changed since then? What lessons have they learned and what things about their youth do they miss the most? Do they have any general regrets?

This or That

🍇 Day or Night? Sun or Rain? Summer or Winter?

🛍️ Function or Aesthetic? Skirts or Pants? Heels or Flats?

🔮 Star gazing or cloud watching? Hand-holding or snuggles? Early mornings or late nights?

💜 Music or Silence? Swords or Spells? Cities or Nature?

🍆 Tea or Coffee or Hot Chocolate? Sweet or Spicy? Fruits or Vegetables?

Features

🌸 What does your OC’s voice sound like? Their laugh? Are they good at singing? Do they have an accent?

🎀 Do they wear a specific accessory with a special meaning behind it? What is their usual fashion sense like? What do they wear when they want to be comfortable and what do they wear when they’re going to a fancy party? Or do they just not care?

💗 What would your OC say is their best feature? Why? What do their friends / family / lover(s) / people they know think is their best feature and why?

🌺 Does your OC have any tattoos or other body art? Does their body art have any specific meaning behind it? Do they have any scars? How did they get those scars? Any birthmarks?

🌷 In what ways would your OC alter their body if they could? How would they do it using mundane means (hair dye, surgery, make-up?). What is their ideal look for themself?

[stefansalvatored]

Gif Pack: Froy Gutierrez

By clicking the gif page in the source link below, you will find 406 textless gifs of Froy Gutierrez as Jamie Henson in Cruel Summer (Season 1). These gifs were not made by me, but by a friend who does not wish to host their gif packs on Tumblr. I am posting these on their behalf with their full permission because they wanted them to be available for roleplay use. The size of the gifs are all 245px in width and 168px in height (245x168), and below 3.0 MB. Please like or reblog if you found these gifs helpful! 

Trigger/Content Warnings: kissing, drinking

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by clicking on the source link bellow you’ll find #059 gifs of froy gutierrez in season one episode one of cruel summer. all of these gifs were created by me from scratch so please do not repost or claim as your own. you are more than welcome to use them in edits and whatever else as long as you credit me ( @ophcliaswrites​ ). if you use these gifs, please like or reblog this post.

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