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indie rp blog for jasper from steven universe

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indie rp blog for lion = pink diamond au

              ♦ Feel the warmth, we’ll never die                                             We’re like diamonds in the sky. ♦

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Rebecca Sugar, The Wrap  “ ‘Steven Universe’ Creator Rebecca Sugar Talks LGBT Themes and Season 3″. 

RS being the most amazing human being on this planet, explaining how deep and human Jasper’s character is. 

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Keep up the good work!

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Ocean mama doesn’t know what to do with new small jasp

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Tired veteran eyes, same as mine

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jasper

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*manic giggling*

“STOP LAUGHING.”

[spindashass]

Oh, Vegeta... haven't you figured it out already? Goku is going to beat you every time! He's the protagonist, and you're not!

“What?”

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Life changing field trip with greg universe 2k16

bonus:

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jaapr

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save her so she can get Outfits

[spindashass]

It was so dark. Everything feels so loud. So sight, but still so much.

Once the flash of light dissipated, a humanoid figure stood in the center of the Bubble Room. Gripping the side of her head stood... well, Jasper, in a sense. Her “hair” traveled down from her head across her back, still like a mane, that led into a tail. Her feet were still reminiscent of strange hooves, with slightly digitigrade legs. Her hands, fingers digging into her scalp, were clawed. Her uniform had returned, with the bare patches of skin beneath it dotted with green patches and spines. Her horns remained, smaller now, curving from the sides of her head and jutting out from where her eyes were supposed to be. Her odd serrated, fanged mouth was gaped open as she breathed.

Opening her mouth, she produced a long, low groan that steadily turned into a snarling growl as she lowered her hands, head swinging from side to side as she attempted to get a bead on the other occupants of the room.

...

It had been a secret scheme hatched in the barn. He’d dreamt about Jasper last night. He wanted to help her. Like he did with Centipeedle except.. better this time. Hopefully. He’d had more time for his healing powers to develop further, and Lapis had had time to... reflect. Steven managed to get Lapis to go along with it, Steven had popped the bubble and smacked the doglike corrupted gem’s nose with his spit and...

Well, here they were. Standing before Jasper, chest heaving, body misshapen. Neither Steven or Jasper made any other sound after Jasper’s original growl besides the panting. They seemed to be.. waiting. Each of them for.. something.

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A cry ripped through her throat as she was flung across the room, nearly skidding past the broken entrance. Once she regained her footing, she drew her fists to her chest, once again growing nervous and ever more aware that she was in fact, dealing with a corrupted gem here, not a cute and cuddly, helpless animal. Even though, she badly wished it were the case.

And despite her acts of kindness, she knew deep inside they weren’t getting through to Jasper 100%. Her patience had limits– and reckless violence was the one surefire way to get her blood boiling; she could forgive the first or second time but–

After examining the state of the barn and looking back at her scraped knees, she now decided that she was fed up.

“Jasper– I– I’m sorry,” she said, eyes brimming with angry tears. “But if there’s going to be any chance of you staying here, you have to be good,” she demanded, her voice rising with her temper. “Which means no more breaking my meepmorps, no hurting me or my friends–” She took a deep breath, her voice finally lost its edge, and her once explosive anger, becoming as still as a slow-moving river. “Do you understand?”

She felt pathetic, having been reduced to tears from something as frustrating as this, and a mere flesh wound; blood trickling down her limbs– hah. A bitter smile resurfaced, as she fumbled for another sweet potato– as a peace offering.

But in truth, she did not want to see Jasper’s face right now. In fact, she felt like punching it with her leftover anger. She just wanted to be alone right now. But she didn’t want to leave her, either, to her own devices.

[spindashass]

GGRROOOAAAHHHH!!

Jasper roared into the air as she knocked Lapis away, standing firmly now on her perch, droll dripping between the savage-looking fangs that now made up her mouth. The sound was loud enough to cause some of the decorations Lapis and Peridot had put up on the walls to shake, and to make Peridot’s tape-recorder meepmorp - which had somehow survived Jasper’s initial entry -fall off of its stand.

It didn’t seem like she understood. Or maybe she didn’t want to understand. It was hard to know how the mind of a corrupted gem worked.

Spittle flew as the roar was directed right in Lapis’s face, a claw coming up to smack the sweet potato out of the other gem’s grasp - though surprisingly causing little to no damage to Lapis’s hand in the process. And, don’t the exact opposite of what she was asked, Jasper turned and smashed through the nearby wall, going directly through the baseball meepmorp in the process.

An art connoisseur, Jasper was not.

At least Jasper had the decency not to trample the garden, though that was likely because she was going out of the opposite side of the wall now. She quickly began running away, back towards the cornfield not too far away from the barn. 

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Lapis… was struck speechless. When Jasper came at her with those massive paws in order to trap her– her first instinct was to thrash like hell and and heave heavy breaths. But scream? She… was pretty bad at making herself heard, and before she could ultimately decide to, Jasper already had them rolled over, and her absurdly fluffy chest was making it really difficult for her to object to this arrangement now anyway.

An odd, comfortable weight settled over her body, and it seemed that the other had the decency to shift them to the side as well, so she wasn’t suffocating or entirely trapped underneath her. Jasper had a conscious, it appeared.

…it’s freaking her out. How considerate she’s proven to be in this state. And Lapis liked that a lot. It made her feel terrible.  Not terrible enough to stop from indulging herself, though. Burying her face in her chest, she ran her fingers through her mane, letting out a sigh of contentment. Jasper’s fur was soft to touch, and she loved the feeling dancing under her fingertips.

“Good… good girl. Who’s a good girl? Y–you are. You are!”

Eventually, she began to give some of the best chest-slash-belly rubs in the world (as seen on Dogcopter) and laughed. She could get into this– no, she was getting into this.

“You’re not so bad,” she said, decisively, drawing her eyes to the mess Jasper had made to the porcelain bowls. “You’re just… scared, and lonely, and need a friend.” Her gaze softened. “If the gang wants you back in that bubble though, it’s… out of my hands.”

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Jasper’s gem flashed a couple of times as she held Lapis against her, and Lapis could feel the vague urge to fuse that wouldn’t quite connect. It seemed to be that that was what the large dog-like corrupted gem wanted. or didn’t want. It didn’t seem sure what it wanted, really. It seemed like Lapis was just what she felt... connected to.

And the pets didn’t seem to hurt either, the large creature wiggling and sticking her tongue out and panting as she was scritched. The affection was very eagerly received, tail wagging before licking Lapis’s face with a broad pass of her tongue. She relaxed, slightly, as Lapis spoke her analysis, looking at her with her odd, eyeless face. She seemed rather tame!

At least, until Lapis mentioned bubbling her again. A low snarl began to build in the creatures throat, and she let Lapis go, shoving her away forcefully with her face and stomping backwards down the mountain of rubble, fur standing on end as she growled. Saliva dripped from her mouth, and she ducked down low as if she were preparing to pounce, to attack.

She clearly didn’t want to go back in.

Jasper let out a whine behind her growls, stamping her feet on the ground as if she were throwing some kind of tantrum alongside her fury.

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the perfect soldier