#echarpexjaune

[jastun-frailthorn]

🔥 Tell me about the Canarun/Jasnary...

Jastun likes to sculpt, and he definitely likes to make sculptures of people he cares for and loves deeply. So probably down the line in their relationship he’d ask her to model for him while he works or sometimes work from memory. 

Needless to say he’d have a dozen and one projects started mostly of her and he’d slowly finish each one. and surprise her with the finished product.

[bokctto]

    【 @echarpexjaune ; ◆ 】

【牡丹】 “ ... So, you gonna stay in front of the cab for long, or are you gonna hop in? I ain’t got all the time in the world to wait for you, missus. ” nothing pisses a cabbie off more than a passenger that wasn’t decided wether they wanted to take a ride or not. Connie had leant towards the girl that had been standing there for approximatively two minutes --- and struck lightnings at her with her eyes, tapping her wristwatch with an index finger.

“ I have a curfew to end, and if I’d rather not have you be my last if you’re going to stand there like an idiot. ” she wasn’t going to get yelled at by her boss because of a goddamn COD.

[shxunenbrave]

echarpexjaune replied to your post:i want to rp with you but you only seem to rp with...

“I’m only a small bear… BEAR with me…” OH YOU!

:3c

[pocket-sized-lawyer]

[ text ]: wow you smol people sure are angry little creatures…

[TEXT TO Bird]: “We are not angry! We just do not like tall people such as yourselves always mocking us.”

[jastun-frailthorn]

Fight Club

@echarpexjaune Liked for an AU

Jastun sat on a bench in the locker room, he was slowly wrapping his hands in the wraps that were the only legal protection he was allowed to wear in any of his fights. Of course being and underground fighting circuit made it a bit harder to tell when something was legal and when the people were trying to fix his fights just to try and make him lose. So far though he’d managed to stay on a good winning streak, taking a few good hits himself but always dealing the final blow.

He was lost in his own thoughts when a knock came from the door that startled him and made him tug the cloth a bit too hard against his knuckles. The man looked up from his hands.

“Yeah? Who is it?” He asked as he stood and closed his locker, walking to the door with only the hand wraps and his pants on, his scarred and muscular torso on display for the crowd to try and guess if he could win with his build.

[shslwoodcarver]

+4

@the-green-painter @echarpexjaune @glxtterful @shslmasseur 

The short woodcarver walked as fast as he could down the hallway. Surely the book he had borrowed wasn’t missing was it? He tried telling himself not to panic but...well that didn’t go so well. The frazzled whittler was hardly paying attention as he turned the corner and ran straight into another person. With a surprised shout he fell on the ground.

“Ah what...” He shook himself out of his stupor and finally looked in front of him where the other person was. With a gasp he jumped up, immediately forgetting what he was hurrying around for and becoming worried about who he had ran into.

“Oh I’m so sorry, are you ok? I wasn’t paying attention and I just...” He trailed off, waiting with baited breath for their response.