𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫. 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤.
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@jasperwatchinga
𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫. 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤.
MOVED TO @jasperwatching !!
you guys, something is wrong with my tumblr app. i’ve tried uninstalling and reinstalling, and have contacted support, but this is what happens every time i try, and it doesn’t appear i can even receive messages rn. if you’re messaging or if i was in the middle of messaging you, i’m super sorry. my disco is 𝚉𝟹𝚁𝟶 ✙#1625 if you wanna hit me up there.
update : it’s not just the app, it’s on the laptop too. i’m... probably going to have to remake.
you guys, something is wrong with my tumblr app. i’ve tried uninstalling and reinstalling, and have contacted support, but this is what happens every time i try, and it doesn’t appear i can even receive messages rn. if you’re messaging or if i was in the middle of messaging you, i’m super sorry. my disco is 𝚉𝟹𝚁𝟶 ✙#1625 if you wanna hit me up there.
♡ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ! ⸻ smash the heart for a starter of varying length. open to all mutuals, new and old, if you’d like me to get us something going. ( may hop into your dm’s to plot or just roll with the vibes )
★ 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 ⸻ the door that separates the roof of the building from the stairwell that leads up to it hasn’t been locked at any point in the last year that jasper has noticed, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚. this streak of rooftop solitude and uninterrupted photo ops of the city’s skyline ends tonight however, when he finds that someone else has beat him to it. he stills near the door, unsure if perhaps he should just 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, but doesn’t make the decision fast enough to go unnoticed.
“ am i uh, interrupting or anything if i ⸻ ” he lifts his camera in a pantomime of shooting a photo to finish the question, more or less asking the stranger’s permission to join.
@sadtempo said : [ ROOFTOP] for our muses to meet on a roof.
♡ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ! ⸻ smash the heart for a starter of varying length. open to all mutuals, new and old, if you’d like me to get us something going. ( may hop into your dm’s to plot or just roll with the vibes )
y'all have to deal with another revamp post from me, but the bestie outdid herself to surprise me bc this week has been a downer. new header, graphics, and icons by @eyeh8riotcommissions and i am head over frickin' heels in love. but i mean look ⸻
⭒ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐌. there isn't supposed to be anyone else here, in that there is not supposed to be anyone here at all, but the sound of footsteps 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚 in the eerie silence of the decommissioned grocery store. a hand that had been reaching for what looked like a can or a jar left alone on the top shelf stills, curling back into jasper's body which tenses up with the sudden sense that he is not alone. but it's not like he's about to be caught doing anything horrendous, no devious criminal acts planned for the evening besides the light trespassing of a guy and his camera to get a few shots with an urban exploratory edge, and so he decides there is little reason to panic just yet. ⸻ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰, not really. he peeks out from the end of an aisle, straining his eyes against the darkness to make out the details of human shaped shadow and failing. whoever, whatever they are, they stand between jasper and the exit, and swallowing hard against nervousness, he finds his voice.
" hello ? ⸻ someone there ? "
@boybutchered / 𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐞 !
⭑ 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 : 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑 ! ⸻ jasper is partial to a tee shirt under a sweater or hoodie, pretty much year round. occasionally, if it's just too hot, you'll find him in a 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘰𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 tee, but regardless, the outfit it completed by a pair of inevitably ripped or faded jeans. both his everyday boots and his back up converses have seen better days and accessorizing is extremely minimal, fashion and appearances not something on which jasper is willing to spend more than approximately 5-7 minutes max on daily, which must include the caretaking of long hair. there is nothing particularly noteworthy or memorable about the way he dresses, making it much easier to blend into a crowd in a nondescript manner.
✧ — ⋆ 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
some ideas for first meeting prompts that may help break the ice between characters . feel free to amend contexts & roles where required ! violent & alcohol related prompts present .
[ BAR ] : for your muse to join mine at a bar [ DINER ] : for your muse to join mine at a diner / restaurant [ SAVE ] : for your muse to step in to save my muse in a fight [ FAKE ] : for your muse to pretend to know my muse in public to save them from a difficult encounter [ RUN ] : for your muse to grab my muse’s hand and tell them to run [ STEAL ] : for your muse to try to steal from my muse ( pickpocketing , in their home etc – feel free to specify context ! ) [ STUDY ] : for your muse to join mine to study / read [ PICNIC ] : for your muse to join mine on a picnic [ FIRST DATE ] : for your muse to meet mine for a first date [ BREAK IN ] : for our muses to break in somewhere together [ ATTACK ] : for your muse to try to attack mine ( specify context ! ) [ DANCE ] : for your muse to invite mine to dance [ PAY ] : for your muse to pay for my muse’s item(s) ( specify context ! ) [ TAXI ] : for our muses to share a taxi ride somewhere [ CAR ] : for your muse to jump in my muse’s car and tell them to drive [ LOCKED OUT ] : for your muse to be locked out of their apartment & to ask for help from mine [ DIY ] : for your muse to ask mine for help with diy in their home [ DARE ] : for your muse to approach mine on a dare [ PATCH ] : for your muse to help mine with an injury [ COMFORT ] : for your muse to comfort mine [ SWIM ] : for your muse to throw mine into the sea / a river / pool ( specify ! ) [ RESTRAINED ] : for our muses to be tied up together [ CRY ] : for your muse to find mine crying [ KIDNAP ] : for your muse to kidnap mine [ DRUNK ] : for your muse to look after mine while drunk [ ZOMBIE ] : for our muses to be caught in a zombie attack together [ TRAPPED ] : for our muses to be trapped somewhere together ( stuck in a storm ? kidnapped together ? dodgy lock on a door ? ) [ WARN ] : for your muse to warn mine of incoming danger [ COFFEE SHOP ] : for your muse to join mine at a coffee shop / café [ WORK ] : for your muse to help train mine on the first day of their job [ ROOMMATES ] : for your muse to be my muse’s roommate ( feel free to specify whether in a college or a regular setting ! ) [ BOOKSHOP ] : for our muses to meet in a bookshop [ EVENT ] : for our muses to meet at a charity event [ FUNDRAISING ] : for our muses to team up to raise money for charity ( feel free to specify potential ideas ! ) [ COMPETITORS ] : for our muses to be rivals in a competition [ KARAOKE ] : for our muses to sing karaoke together [ MUTUAL FRIEND ] : for our muses to meet through a mutual friend [ STOOD UP ] : for your muse to join mine on a date after noticing that they have been stood up [ MISSION ] : for our muses to meet on a mission [ UNDERCOVER ] : for your muse to approach mine while undercover [ MUSUEM ] : for our muses to meet at a museum [ ABANDONED ] : for our muses to meet in an abandoned building [ STARGAZING ] : for our muses to meet while stargazing [ ROOFTOP ] : for your muse to find mine on a rooftop
cfvoid / 𝐣𝐚𝐱 :
Jax acts composed but it’s only because he’s scrambling internally. Part of him wondered how much of an open book his every action is to someone who’s seen him in his most candid. Inked hand rubs at the side of his neck. His posture is certainly more laxed then only minutes before. He helps himself to a spoon he spots on the counter and proceeds to heap three spoons more sugar in before finally stirring it.
His lack of looking at Jasper doesn’t mean he isn’t listening. If anything, he couldn’t NOT listen with this insanely good hearing. He’s trying to hide the mild embarassment he’s feeling under such praise ( was that what this was? ) and most of it was because Jax really hadn’t ever seen anything in that light. ( That’s not true. ) He has to mindfully keep a tight jaw to refrain from awkward laughter possibly escaping. ❝ Uh… well, first; thanks, I guess? ❞
He finally takes another sip of his coffee, nodding his head in approval with it’s sweetness. ❝ Can’t really say I’’ve ever considered myself a glow kinda person but then again, Salem calls me little miss sunshine. ❞ Sharp and humored exhale seems to exsponge some of the tension in his bones but he carries on –– ❝ Okay. Let’s start over. ❞ It’s a slow nudge off the counter and a step forward with extended hand. ❝ I’m Jaxson but everyone usually just calls me Jax. ❞
⭑ 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃. it is truly the very last reaction jasper could have predicted at the way he poured his confession at jax’s feet, 𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 seeming far more likely when he’d calculated the odds of what the other might say. and yet, just as he had miraculously absorbed the frankly mind annihilating fact that he was now an undead thing like that of movies and horror stories, he appears to expand further to make room for these messy, unpolished truths that jasper has let tumble from his mouth ⸻ which he has mercifully thought to towel clean in jax’s absence so he does not profess his adoration from bloodied lips and they can pretend this is a suitable, nearly normal introduction.
“ 𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 , ” he introduces himself in turn, sliding his hand into jax’s with the unpracticed stiffness of someone who cannot recall the last time he has engaged in such small social normalcies, or even the last time he touched skin without the intent to devour. jax’s skin is undoubtedly only warm from the shower, coldness of death beginning to underwrite that warmth, but it burns jasper up to have this one small incidence of grace and understanding from the stranger. his gaze travels back up to jax’s and something that looks remarkably like a smile gravitates to his lips. maybe things really could be okay.
“ it’s really nice to meet you, jax. i’m sorry it had to be, you know, [ . . . ] like this, but i really can help you figure this out. people don’t have to get hurt for it to work. ”
[...] 𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 : in no particular order, some of jasper’s favorite things include marathoning the golden girls or john hughes films on his couch, his rescue cat winter (his actual child), painting, impressionist art, listening to his favorite records, shopping for new records, flowers, his lucky zippo, long phone calls with his best friend, nights snuggled under his blanket, true crime, soup, cup of noodles, the woods, the woods double when it’s rainy and overcast, smking a joint, occasional and very cheap sangria, writing and reading poetry, holding hands, painting and creating.
Noticing Trauma sentence starters
Feel free to alter dialogue to suit your muse!
“That really spooked you.”
“I don’t want to pry, but.. I want you to know I also want to listen, if you want someone to talk to.”
“Well, pretend I’m not here. What would you say if nobody could hear it?”
“Does this happen a lot?”
“Hey, what happened between you two?”
“When is the last time you ate?”
“Is this okay?”
“Hey.”
“This is the third meal you’ve missed this week, are you okay?”
“[Name]?”
“What did he/she/they do?”
“This … hurts you.”
“You don’t feel safe, here.”
“When you look at [trigger], you… what is that?”
“What can I do?”
“You were crying in your sleep.”
“What do you dream about?”
“Whenever you get stressed, you do this thing with your hands. What is it?”
“You’re right, I don’t understand, yet. Will you help me?”
“Should I leave a light on for you?”
“I brought you some water.”
“I won’t judge you.”
“It doesn’t have anything to do with trust. You don’t have to tell me. But I’ll listen, if you do.”
“Count your breaths with me, okay? Ready? One, two, three, four…”
“I’m here.”
“Talk to me.”
“You don’t need to tell me everything. I just want to know how I can help.”
“Let me hold your hair back, at least.”
“You used to love that [item].”
𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
“ am i not good enough? ”
“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”
“ why did you help me? ”
“ who do you fight for? ”
“ why do you hate me? ”
“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”
“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”
“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”
“ where do you think you’re going? ”
“ how long have i been asleep? ”
“ are you going to kill me? ”
“ why can’t i come with you? ”
“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”
“ did you want to be alone? ”
“ why should i trust you? ”
“ wait. did you hear that? ”
“ promise me? ”
“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”
“ do you remember anything at all? ”
“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”
“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”
“ may i have this dance? ”
“ can i ask… what happened? ”
“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”
“ do you ever hear yourself? ”
“ would you run away with me? ”
“ could you be happy here with me? ”
“ you can’t or you won’t? ”
“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”
“ well, how do i look? ”
“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”
“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”
“ what did they do to you? ”
“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”
“ where have you been? ”
“ why are you looking at me like that? ”
“ why did you come? ”
“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”
“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”
“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”
“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”
“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”
“ can you forgive me? ”
“ what if i never see you again? ”
“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”
“ how about a little midnight snack? ”
“ are you… smelling me? ”
“ how did you get this scar? ”
“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”
“ what did you want to tell me? ”
cfvoid / bella :
❝ –– I don’t want anything. ❞ it’s breathed out and she’d cross her arms if she’d been able –– a self-denying rejection shot out like a bullet from a smoking barrel. One final drag on her cigarette and as easily at tindrils lit it, they extinguish at an instant, flicking the butt in his direction.
❝ I’m in these woods for others sake. My powers, I’m losing control of them. ❞ Not that confessing any of this to a stranger and one with a lack of experience with the supernatural will save her dammed soul but here we are. The shadows push and pull and she is at the apex of it’s eye –– cluster and wave like a twisted dark sea. ❝ What you hear is me, you’re quiet right. HOWEVER, it’s not just me. This body shares THREE SOULS and every single day, they inch closer to breaking free. ❞ Another step taken forward and head cocks to the side, gaze bearing down. ❝ and if I do not seal myself away, they will ruin every. damn. thing. i and you love. NOTHING will remain. ❞
[...] 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃. the human mind is an elastic thing, able to accommodate new ideas and concepts by design, but the words the other uses to paint a picture for him are so foreign in their shape and their color that it is difficult to piece them into his worldview. he does try, however, his understanding rudimentary but not far from complete : there is something inside of her, and it wants out. the truth may be leagues more complex than that, but it boils down to a feeling jasper has some personal experience with. unmoved by her looming, he examines her two toned gaze.
“ these woods are a good place to do that –– to cage yourself up to keep everyone else safe, ” he speaks with a knowing sadness on this matter, taking a drag off of his own cigarette which he holds more than smokes. “ i’ve done it here for years, now. it’s worked for me. ”