Hello, sweetie. [she/her] Lover of Critical Role, L.A. By Night, the MCU, Disney, comics, and a whole bunch of other stuff. Fanfic writer and reader. I still miss Once Upon a Time in Wonderland, but I'm so happy about the return of Young Justice.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A bed built for one and four walls to keep out the night—that’s all he needed, after all. He never intended to bring anyone back here; there was no reason to dress it up to impress another set of eyes. And then there was Eva, who reminded him a bedroom was meant for so much more than simply being a place to pass out at sunrise.
[Jasper/Eva, Cuddling & Character Study, 600 words]
After months of writer’s block, I finally wrote some more cuddly vampire fic! This is super short, but hopefully sweet and fluffy enough to still be a fun read.
So, please enjoy a very cute little character study!
1. What are things they both find funny?
2. If they could each describe each other in one sentence, what would it be?
3. If they complimented each other, what would they say?
4. What would be their ship name?
5. What activities do they enjoy together?
6. What is/are their love language(s)?
7. Write a ~300 word love scene for them.
8. What were their first impressions of each other?
For the Angst:
9. Have they made each other cry?
10. Write a ~300 word argument scene for them.
11. What causes them to fight?
12. Do they have differing political opinions?
13. Name something they would never do for the other person.
14. What would be a dealbreaker?
15. What are traits they dislike in one another?
16. If they broke up, what would be their opinions of each other?
For the Depth:
17. What senses (sights, smells, feelings, etc). remind them of each other?
18. What would be their love motto?
19. If they could each write a single line in their marriage vows, what would they be?
20. What is a promise they have made to each other?
21. How have they changed each other for the better/for the worse?
22. If their lives were what was originally intended at birth, would they have still fallen in love?
23. Write a ~300 scene between them with no dialogue, only body language.
24. What is something they have each had to forgive the other for?
For the Dirty:
25. What moves do they know work on the other?
26. What are their favorite parts about physical affection/sex?
27. Do they have any kinks/fetishes that they share?
28. Write a ~300 fantasy one of them has about the other.
29. What are each of their signature foreplay moves?
30. Write a short exchange of dirty talk between them.
31. What do they love to do after sex?
32. Do they enjoy morning or night sex?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He reaches down to touch the tattoo and Eva’s hand creeps up his arm, skimming over the ink before her fingers brush his. Jasper’s voice catches in his throat, but he looks out at the horizon instead of at her beautiful, kind face and forces himself to say something.
[Jasper/Eva, Pirate and Mermaid AU, 2.3k]
Months ago, I wrote up some headcanons for an LA By Night Pirate AU. This week, I decided to finally finish writing this fluffy little fic set in that swashbuckling alternate universe.
So, please enjoy Jasper the Pirate showing Eva the Mermaid his latest tattoo and her thinking it’s absolutely wonderful.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He reaches down to touch the tattoo and Eva’s hand creeps up his arm, skimming over the ink before her fingers brush his. Jasper’s voice catches in his throat, but he looks out at the horizon instead of at her beautiful, kind face and forces himself to say something.
[Jasper/Eva, Pirate and Mermaid AU, 2.3k]
Months ago, I wrote up some headcanons for an LA By Night Pirate AU. This week, I decided to finally finish writing this fluffy little fic set in that swashbuckling alternate universe.
So, please enjoy Jasper the Pirate showing Eva the Mermaid his latest tattoo and her thinking it’s absolutely wonderful.
@cravatfiend replied: “I’d love to see 17 or 40, if you’re happy to write them ❤️”
17. Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.
I’m taking prompts for “honey just put your sweet lips on my lips” again and this is the first new one-shot in the collection! Second prompt coming soon in a separate post; under a read more for length and touchy vampires (or read on ao3)
Even after she moves in, Jasper and Eva don’t spend every waking moment interacting with each other. While sometimes they may work together on a project for an entire night or just talk for hours, reveling in the joy of sharing secrets with a trusted companion, their conversations interrupted only by kisses, that is not always the case. Some nights, they prefer to curl up next to each other on the couch, just to read in comfortable silence and enjoy each other’s company. And sometimes they simply work on their own endeavors in separate rooms for most of the night until dawn begins to approach and they retire to bed together—yet even on those nights spent mostly apart, there is always time for at least a few words of affection and a kiss goodnight as they cuddle beneath the blankets of their too-small bed.
@cravatfiend replied: “I'd love to see 17 or 40, if you're happy to write them ❤️”
17. Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.
I’m taking prompts for “honey just put your sweet lips on my lips” again and this is the first new one-shot in the collection! Second prompt coming soon in a separate post; under a read more for length and touchy vampires (or read on ao3)
Even after she moves in, Jasper and Eva don’t spend every waking moment interacting with each other. While sometimes they may work together on a project for an entire night or just talk for hours, reveling in the joy of sharing secrets with a trusted companion, their conversations interrupted only by kisses, that is not always the case. Some nights, they prefer to curl up next to each other on the couch, just to read in comfortable silence and enjoy each other’s company. And sometimes they simply work on their own endeavors in separate rooms for most of the night until dawn begins to approach and they retire to bed together—yet even on those nights spent mostly apart, there is always time for at least a few words of affection and a kiss goodnight as they cuddle beneath the blankets of their too-small bed.
So it is not unusual for Eva to work on her own for a while until she decides to seek out Jasper wherever he is in what has quickly become their haven. On this particular night, with only a few more hours until sunrise, she finds him standing alone in the library, flipping through an old leather bound book. She watches him for a moment, taking in the look of concentration on his face, the way his long fingers trace across the ink on the page as he reads, the way his tongue darts out to absentmindedly lick his fangs while he thinks. Her eyes linger on him, always eager to discover the endearing little things about him she has yet to learn.
“Hey,” she finally says, drawing his attention as she leans in the archway to the circular room.
Jasper looks up from the book in his hands and his eyes light up at the sight of her. They’ve been living together for weeks now but he still seems to brighten every time he sees her face.
“Hi,” he says in return, smiling as he shuts the book.
She moves toward him, her bare feet padding lightly across the concrete floor, her movements easy and relaxed. She stops in front of him and smirks as she looks up at his gaunt face.
“You should blush for me.”
Eva is all effortless flirtation, but Jasper’s shock at her words is so easy to read—his smile falls instantly, his brow furrows, his eyes blink, his whole face seems to react at once—as he tries to process her request. He is still getting used to her, acclimating himself to how open and honest she can be about what she wants. And despite her nightly reminders, he is even less accustomed to the idea that what she wants is him.
“I… what?”
Eva’s smile never falters as she looks up at him.
“If you’re feeling up to it,” she says, reaching out to place her hands on his chest, “I’d like to take you to bed, Jasper.”
“I, uh… I thought you had, um, thaumaturgy… stuff to do… tonight.” He turns over each word before it leaves his mouth and Eva watches him think, watches as he glances between her bright blue eyes, her soft lips, her pale fingers resting against his dark hoodie.
“I’m done with my work for now and I thought we could… have a little fun tonight,” she answers, her own voice so much steadier than his, “There’s so much of you I haven’t gotten to explore yet.”
“Oh, uh…”
She flusters him to no end sometimes. Even after weeks spent together—sharing a haven, sharing a bed, sharing pleasure in so many forms—Eva knows he’s still adjusting to the concept of being desired.
“If you’re not… in the mood tonight,” she adds gently, “That’s fine. But I wanted you to know that I am… just in case you are.”
“I, um…” Jasper swallows, trying to regain his composure. “I’d—I’d be alright with… that.”
“Are you sure?” she asks, “I wouldn’t want you to say yes… just for my sake. I want to make you feel good, Jasper… but only if you want me to.”
“I’d… like that,” he finally says, nodding down at her lovely face.
“You’re not too busy?” She tilts her head toward the book in his hand as her fingers toy with the front of his hoodie where it lies open across his t-shirt.
“Not at all.” He slips the book back into place on the shelf. “I was done. Just… browsing.”
“And you’re sure you want to?”
“Yeah… I’m sure.”
“Then blush for me,” Eva requests again, another soft smile spreading across her face.
Jasper takes a deep breath and she can feel his chest rise and fall under her hands as he forces his lungs to remember what it feels like to function. His heart restarts with a jolt, his body shuddering into Blush of Life as he gasps for enough air. She can feel his heartbeat—quick but steady—under her palm, as warmth slowly returns to him.
She strokes the spot over his heart and waits for him to catch his breath before asking, “How do you feel?”
“A little hungrier,” he admits, “But I’ll be alright.”
“As long as you're alright.”
And then she goes up on her tiptoes to kiss him. His lips are warm against hers and she revels in that simple contrast. She feels his hands settle on her hips as his tongue traces the sharp edge of one of her fangs. She smiles against him as a new idea—one that is foolish and childish and wonderful for it—strikes her.
Eva doesn’t pull away, but as they kiss, she moves her hands down his chest until he reaches the hem of his t-shirt. Without warning or pause, she slips her still-cold hands under his shirt and presses them just below his rib cage.
In a fight—or seemingly any other scenario—Jasper is never surprised. But the touch of her icy fingers against his slowly warming skin catches him off guard. He breaks the kiss with a sharp gasp and pulls back.
Eva can’t help the grin that spreads across her face at the sight of him like this. It’s something new to discover, to cherish, and this kind of shock looks so very human on him. She giggles as his eyes meet hers.
“What was that for?” he asks, tone caught somewhere between affronted and amused.
“I said I wanted to explore,” she teases, trailing her fingers along the edge of his ribs and watching the slight shiver that runs through him.
Jasper huffs out a growled laugh as he reaches down to fish her hands out from under his shirt, wrapping his long fingers around her wrists to hold her hands away from his bare skin. He lifts them to his mouth and presses a soft kiss to the back of each one.
“You can explore all you want,” he says, “But I’m going to have to insist on warm hands… At least while I’m blushed.”
“Fair enough,” she concedes before closing her eyes to focus. She takes a few deep, steady breaths and reminds her heart what it feels like to beat. It is far easier for her, she knows, to slip into Blush of Life—her Beast does not fight her quite so viciously as his own sometimes does, her body needs only a little guidance to recall what life once felt like—but a tremor still runs through her as her lungs take the first breath she doesn't need to force. When her pulse returns and evens out, she knows Jasper can feel it where his fingers grip her wrists. “Better?”
“Much,” he answers, placing another set of tender kisses against the backs of her hands as warmth spreads through her body. “And now I can make you feel good, too.”
Eva smiles—she can’t seem to stop doing that lately, he brings it out in her—and leans up to kiss him again before shifting her hand against his to intertwine their fingers.
“Come on,” she says, tugging him away from the bookshelves and out into the rest of the haven, “I was told I get to explore as much as I want… and I intend to do just that.”
Jasper lets out a pleased growl—one tinged with want and hunger and anticipation—and follows without hesitation as Eva, giggling and near giddy with excitement, pulls him into their bedroom.
A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.
A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.
An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.
Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.
Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.
French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.
Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.
A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.
A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.
Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.
Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.
Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.
A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.
A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.
One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.
Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.
Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.
One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.
Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.
A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.
A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.
A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.
Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.
Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.
Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.
Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.
One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.
Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.
Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.
Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.
A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.
An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.
Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.
An awkward kiss given after a first date.
Starting with eskimo kisses before moving on to soft kisses.
Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.
Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.
Kissing tears from the other’s face.
A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.
Kisses shared under an umbrella.
Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.
A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
Tentative kisses given in the dark.
Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.
A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.
A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.
One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.
Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.
A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.
I’ve been feeling down lately and I need something fun to keep me busy and bring me a bit of joy. So, I’m opening up prompts for honey just put your sweet lips on my lips again! We all need a little fluff sometimes, so send me some kissing prompts and I’ll write some soft, sweet (and, if past prompts are anything to judge by, sexy) Jasper/Eva short fics.
A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.
A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.
An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.
Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.
Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.
French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.
Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.
A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.
A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.
Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.
Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.
Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.
A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.
A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.
One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.
Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.
Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.
One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.
Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.
A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.
A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.
A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.
Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.
Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.
Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.
Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.
One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.
Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.
Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.
Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.
A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.
An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.
Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.
An awkward kiss given after a first date.
Starting with eskimo kisses before moving on to soft kisses.
Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.
Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.
Kissing tears from the other’s face.
A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.
Kisses shared under an umbrella.
Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.
A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
Tentative kisses given in the dark.
Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.
A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.
A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.
One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.
Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.
A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.
I’ve been feeling down lately and I need something fun to keep me busy and bring me a bit of joy. So, I’m opening up prompts for honey just put your sweet lips on my lips again! We all need a little fluff sometimes, so send me some kissing prompts and I’ll write some soft, sweet (and, if past prompts are anything to judge by, sexy) Jasper/Eva short fics.
A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.
A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.
An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.
Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.
Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.
French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.
Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.
A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.
A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.
Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.
Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.
Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.
A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.
A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.
One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.
Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.
Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.
One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.
Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.
A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.
A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.
A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.
Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.
Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.
Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.
Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.
One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.
Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.
Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.
Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.
A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.
An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.
Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.
An awkward kiss given after a first date.
Starting with eskimo kisses before moving on to soft kisses.
Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.
Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.
Kissing tears from the other’s face.
A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.
Kisses shared under an umbrella.
Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.
A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
Tentative kisses given in the dark.
Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.
A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.
A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.
One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.
Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.
A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.
I’ve been feeling down lately and I need something fun to keep me busy and bring me a bit of joy. So, I’m opening up prompts for honey just put your sweet lips on my lips again! We all need a little fluff sometimes, so send me some kissing prompts and I’ll write some soft, sweet (and, if past prompts are anything to judge by, sexy) Jasper/Eva short fics.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Do you…” Jasper swallows, clearly trying to find the right words, “Do you think I don’t… find you sexy?
“Tonight I just can’t see why you would.”
And that’s the core of it, really. He hasn’t done anything wrong, hasn’t neglected her in the slightest. But comparing herself to others—to the fashionable mortals far closer to Jasper’s age or to the young Kindred that can still blend in so easily or to the seductive Toreadors who emulate them all—tends to block out anything she’s ever thought was alluring about herself.
“I could remind you,” he says, voice barely a whisper.
[Jasper/Eva, Dirty Talk & Validation, 4k]
About a week ago, I mentioned that I was working on some Jeva fic that was a bit sexier than what I usually write. I was a little nervous about sharing it, but this fandom has always been so encouraging. So, after adding almost a thousand more words, here it is!
This is basically just four thousand words of “mutually validating your partner… but make it sexy,” so I hope you all enjoy!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Do you…” Jasper swallows, clearly trying to find the right words, “Do you think I don’t… find you sexy?
“Tonight I just can’t see why you would.”
And that’s the core of it, really. He hasn’t done anything wrong, hasn’t neglected her in the slightest. But comparing herself to others—to the fashionable mortals far closer to Jasper’s age or to the young Kindred that can still blend in so easily or to the seductive Toreadors who emulate them all—tends to block out anything she’s ever thought was alluring about herself.
“I could remind you,” he says, voice barely a whisper.
[Jasper/Eva, Dirty Talk & Validation, 4k]
About a week ago, I mentioned that I was working on some Jeva fic that was a bit sexier than what I usually write. I was a little nervous about sharing it, but this fandom has always been so encouraging. So, after adding almost a thousand more words, here it is!
This is basically just four thousand words of “mutually validating your partner… but make it sexy,” so I hope you all enjoy!
