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#tag later ~#i always make pinterest boards for characters but i want to keep track of em #so posting this to here #oui oui

jasper .

“Hey! I think I know the sound of my own breathing, slut. I won’t stand for this blatant slander.” His mouth dropped open in shock at her accusation, eyes narrowing to match her expression with a suspicious one of his own. “Oh my god, and now you’re eating all our ammunition. You’re literally the definition of saboteur.” But he still faced his target again, and when she pointed out the Trump-like quality of the wig he nearly choked trying to hold back his laughter. “Can you shut up,” he said, elbowing her lightly in the side. He resettled himself, took aim, and with one eye closed lined the slingshot up with the man in the business suit and let fly. It didn’t hit him in the head, but it did get his arm, and he consequently dropped the coffee he was holding. They were, thankfully, hidden well enough that although he was looking angrily around to spot the source of the attack, he didn’t notice them. “Um, did you fucking see that? No offense, but when and where is my congratulatory dinner?”

“maybe you shouldn’t have picked candy as your ammunition!” she scoffed. stella had a sweet tooth. it was though she had no choice but to eat when there were sweets involved. her tastebuds practically screamed at her. just to spite him, stella reached into the bag again, grabbing out the biggest handful her hands would allow before shoving all of it into her mouth. it was uncomfortable to chew, but she was determined, her mouth working at the chewy candies as she turned to watch him take aim. the skittle hit the guy in the arm, and stella bit back a laugh, pressing the back of her hand to her mouth as she struggled to swallow the mound of candy in her mouth. “fuck!” she swore, snorting around her words when she could finally speak. “i wasn’t expecting that to work so well. he dropped his coffee and everything.” jasper spoke, drawing her attention to him once again, and she rolled her eyes, “pfft, beginners luck!” she exclaimed, reaching into the bag to hold out another candy towards him. “hit that woman over there.” she poked a scrawny finger in the direction of a middle-aged woman with short blonde hair and a scowl on her face, “she looks like she just got back from yelling at some poor lifeguard.”

#c; jasper #[ thread ] sweet talk with a hint of sin

nic .

unsure of what he was going to do on that day without julian, nic thought it’d be nice to take the day off to skate around a little. since the small ( but relevant ) argument with jasper he hadn’t been able to find a way to release his stress since the blonde seemed to be closed for business while they were on this vibe. however, even before he ever met jasper - around the age of nine - nic had been able to rely on the comfort of his skate so he hoped he still could and that by the time he got back to his apartment his mind would be free of the negativity jasper brought to him sometimes. with his cigarette between his lips, he was ready to lit it up when he was pushed forward by a body much smaller than his but very strong nonetheless. her voice was very easy to recognize. “i literally just stepped out here five seconds ago, i was preparing to start moving downstairs.” he lied, being able to say he’d been making the entrance and exit of the building’s residents a little harder by standing there lost on his thoughts for about ten minutes or so. “is there really? my father never mentioned it. but don’t worry, i didn’t plan on smoking here. i was just going to lit it up so i could smoke while i’m skating. i don’t usually smoke these either, but they’re emergency stress relievers.” he shrugged, the cigarette back on his pocket for a later time now that she was there. “where are you off to? ”

stella squinted at him in disbelief at his claim that he’d just stepped outside, but decided for once to avoid arguing. instead, she combed her fingers through her hair with a careless shrug, plopping herself down on one of the stairs. “i... wanted to get some fresh air,” she said slowly, a pause between her words as she decided to avoid the whole ‘my house is a mess and rather than take the time to tidy it i choose to spend time outside’ tangent. stella had a habit of sharing unimportant, irrelevant information about her personal life. “i was just going to sit outside for a bit. nothing interesting. what’s bothering you?” raising her hand, she gestured to his pocket, where the cigarette now resided, “if that’s just a stress reliever than something has been stressing you out, right? i’ve been told i’m a great listener.” okay, maybe she hadn’t been told that. but that didn’t matter. her and nic weren’t close, mostly just aware of each other due to mutual friends, but stella liked to help when she could. plus, she was still curious about what could be bothering him.. he usually seemed relatively laid back, something she admittedly envied about his personality, so whenever there did seem to be something that wound him up, it peaked her interest.

#c; nic #[ thread ] sweet talk with a hint of sin

@julisms

stella’s evening had involved wine, which had been her first mistake. and baking, which had been her second. and then the notebook had been on tv, which brought the whole thing full circle, because she’d forgotten the oven on. this left her with an excess of slightly burnt cookies, which were fine, but unsellable at the bakery. and with jasper not answering his phone, her only option was to take a container of them upstairs to her neighbours. it wasn’t that she was particularly close with either of the boys, but with wine still in her system she didn’t have much choice. so there she stood, at the door to julien and nic’s apartment, with a tupperware container she didn’t expect to get back tucked under her arm. she raised her hand to knock on the door a few times. “nic! julien! i have a gift!” she practically sang, rocking forward on her toes.

#this #is #garbage #but it'll do #c; julien #[ thread ] sweet talk with a hint of sin

@lvmani

sometimes, stella had to admit, her apartment became a little stuffy. between her bakery and the mess that was her social life, she didn’t have a lot of time or motivation to tidy up, so her small apartment ended up becoming piled with all sorts of overdue library books, (which she kept swearing she’d bring back), dying plants, and destroyed cat toys. her solution, when the mess became to much for her to handle, was usually to go park herself on the front steps of her building. sure, she felt bad abandoning cosmo amongst the layers of dust and maze of shoes but a girl needed to breath. armed with a book under her arm and her slippers, she shoved open the glass door to the front of the building, almost running herself right into the back of one of her neighbours. “holy- nic! fuck. is it really necessary to stand right in front of the door?” she quipped, shuffling around the lanky frame of her curly haired neighbour. “isn’t there some law about being like... 10 feet away from a building or something if you’re smoking? someone’s going to push you straight down the stairs and that’ll be a mess for everyone involved...”

#you don't use stella for two weeks and you end up forgetting how much she fucking rambles #i'm sorry #i don't control her #c; nic #[ thread ] sweet talk with a hint of sin

habibiiixo

She prays for you before she prays for herself

#[ muse ] not the kind who needs saving

ripe

🥛| ig: mocha.uzu

#[ muse ] not the kind who needs saving

jjasprarchive-blog

“Stop breathing!” Jasper hissed, turning to Stella with wild eyes and flushed cheeks, as if he were aiming a sniper rifle rather than a shoddy excuse for a slingshot found earlier in the day at a dollar store. In the slingshot’s faux leather pocket was a green Skittle, and it had been carefully aimed at a passerby’s head until the smallest of noises distracted him. “This is literally mission impossible, I can’t believe you’re trying to sabotage me. That guy over there needs to be pummeled with candy or he’ll go the rest of his life thinking it’s okay to wear ugly toupees.” @stellcromano

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“you’re hearing your own breathing. i’m not even breathing that loud!” stella defended herself childishly, her hand reached into the bag of candy ammunition and she shoved a handful into her mouth, meeting jasper’s flustered expression with narrowed eyes. “either stop blaming me because you know you have shitty aim, or do that guy a favour and just shoot him already.” with one hand over her mouth, she gestured wildly towards their target with the other, “look: he’s getting away. now everyone is going to continue to make fun of him at the office because his hair looks like donald trump. good job, jas.”

#weusfjjf the gremlins are on the loose #someone call the gremlin catcher #c; jasper #[ thread ] sweet talk with a hint of sin