#jasperrs

[n0vembres]

( @jasperrs​ plotted ! )  

      they say the college years are when things truly start to change for a person.  you find yourself,  you find your people,  you learn what you like,  you learn what you dislike.  it’s also highly likely that you’re going to get your heart broken.  november kinda wishes someone mentioned that part of college.  but what can she do ?  her life doesn’t revolve around a boy,  she simply won’t let it.  so she goes out,  she meets people,  dances with everyone who wants to dance with her,  drinks,  and ends up in a house party hallway.

      her nose crinkles as a drunk pair of partygoers leaves the bathroom,  and november picks at the edge of the shirt she’d chosen to wear tonight.  it’s autumn,  one of her favorite seasons  ( c’mon, there’s no way a girl named NOVEMBER isn’t obsessed with the sound of fall leaves crunching underneath her boots ),  which means layers are always the way to go  -  especially when one is in a sweaty house party.    “it stinks in here, right? wanna go for a walk? i’d kill for some fresh air.”   also,  she might throw up if she smells more alcohol.   “lets get out of here, jasp.”

[laebyrinths]

                    ❛   DID   YOU   REALLY   THINK   you   could   successfully   spy   on   me   ?   ❜

@jasperrs    //    one   liner   sc .

[murkyhazed-is-archiving]

@jasperrs​​ has liked for betty cooper w/ jasper warner.

               ❝   i   am   just   so   TIRED   of   striving   for   perfection.      tired   of   being   expected   to   be   the   PERFECT   DAUGHTER,   and   the   PERFECT   STUDENT.      sometimes   i   just…      i   just   WISH   i   could   run   away   before   the   pressure   CONSUMES   me.   ❞      if   anyone   can   UNDERSTAND   the   horrors   of   having   perfection   forced   upon   you,   its   jasper.

[behttys]

@jasperrs from here.

         generally,  betty cooper is aware she doesn't look like  the type of girl  who should be asking for a  gun.  but lately ?  the blonde could simply have less fucks to give.  it's just not high on her priority list.   "  mine's out of bullets.  "   she shrugs,  as if it's normal,  as if small town girls know the in and outs of hand guns.  werewolf hunters sure do,  though,  that's for sure.    "  and i have a feeling something  wicked  is coming to town soon.  better to be prepared than not.  "

[dvarapala]

+ @jasperrs / continued from here because tumblr hates me

"that sounds like a lovely place." perfect, too. for a moment, she closes her eyes, a smile blooms on her face. it's a small thing, full of whimsy. "would you be so kind as to open up that door for me, then? you can't let me have all the fun."

[n0vembres]

@jasperrs 🧡 !

        it's been an  exhuasting  day,  sweat beading from her temples,  and all she desperately wants is a long,  cold shower.  but a mission is a mission,  the group is running low on food,  and she  KNOWS  there's a food truck she can easily intercept.  there's a reason why they send her out on solo missions like these,  after all.  all she needs to do is create a light so bright that all they can do is crash.  she's done it times before,  and she'll do it again,  just with a swipe of her hand.  and so she camps out in an  ABANDONED GAS STATION,  picking at a piece of wood as the time approaches,  and she's got about  20 minutes  before the truck drives by.  

         what she's not ready for is the door swinging open.  brows furrow,  girl donned in her usual black uniform,  hair tyed in a neat braid,  and peeks from behind the shelf she was hanging behind.  no one is supposed to be here,  the reason she chose this stop was due to the lack of activity here.   "  what the  -  "   she mutters to herself,  checking for her gun on her thigh before stepping out,  hand on the handle of her gun  ---  and blinks,  frozen in shock.  there's  no doubt  about it.  he looks older,  a bit more worn,  a lot more dirtier;  but she can only say the same about herself.   

                  "   -----  no fucking way.  "   hopefully,  she's just  LOST IT  or something.  what a way to go,  right ?

[centurie]

@jasperrs / something from ben .

glasses are pulled from the blistering bridge of his nose with force enough to snap them . he pauses to stare at fingerprints marring the inner corners of the glass and considers scrubbing them clear with the corner of his shirt , but with a hot breath they're folded and shoved into a breast pocket .         “ i wouldn't go near the rex paddock if i were you , mate . they have a track record of being unable to keep her in containment . ”                    

[fatestricken]

                    CONNIE   IS   NOT   A   fan   of   parties .     she   finds   them   tedious   to   get   through   in   one   piece   ...   but   ,   she   attends   them   nonetheless   for   the   sole   purpose   of   maintaining   her   reputation   as   a   popular   girl .     she’s   mingling   with   the   other   cheerleaders   ,   rarely   straying   far   from   the   pack   ,   with   a   red   solo   cup   of   spiked   punch   in   her   hand   that   she   never   drinks   from .     she’s   not   big   on   drinking   ,   not   when   she’s   seen   firsthand   what   it’s   done   to   her   mother .     when   a   young   man   who   she’s   pretty   sure   is   named   jasper   approaches   ,   she   politely   declines   his   offer   of   another   drink   ,    ❛   no   thanks   ,   i’m   all   set .   ❜    connie   yells   over   the   loud   music   ,   holding   up   her   untouched   drink .     god   ,   she   can   smell   the   booze   coming   off   him .     just   how   trashed   is   he   ?

@jasperrs​​    //    sc .