#jasplee

[oriquence]

"I'm not twelve anymore!"

“Are you sure?!” She snarled, a hand reaching out in order to have a finger flick against the center of his forehead lightly. “You’re acting like it! Just calm down! I’ll get you it no matter what. I don’t care if I have to pay extra, I’m not going to let you be disappointed.”

[94nie-blog]

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Definitely this one and this one. My two favourites. ♡

[mxrtifero]

— ; A STARTER FOR « @jasplee​ »

❝ I can introduce you to french culture, if you’d like, Monsieur ❞

[94nie-blog]

cute, cuter, cutest.

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[93khrn-blog]

Jasplee

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Do I Follow Them?:  Yes.Why Did I Follow Them?:  The character is a cutie.Do We Role Play?:  NO.Do I Want To Role Play With Them:  YES.An AU Idea For Our Muses: Siblings. A Song For Our Muses:  Bestie - Jay ParkDo I Ship Our Muses?:  As friends.What I Think About The Mun:  N/AOverall Opinion:  A cute muse and I see some great writing on the blog.Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

[saintguts-archived-blog]

au/ wit ma boy @jasplee​ 

[ ♂ ] —  ❝ Let’s go check out some fuckin’ tits. ❞

It wasn’t even some kind of invitation-- just some simpler way of saying if you don’t come with me, I’ll rip you a new asshole, but since Haydn was never really one who kept up with his threats (an amateur bad boy, nothing more), he had decided on never divulging them. And who knew? Perhaps Jasper had the strength to fly-kick the poor boy’s head off! Dying at the hands of a MALE definitely wasn’t what he wished for. Maybe if Jasper would have long hair, and boobs, no dick, smoother hands, better butt-- maybe. His face was alright, though Haydn would NEVER admit to that. Ew! So cue the ‘no-homo’ thought, repeated over and over again just to be completely certain that the last grain of homo-ness had left his body.

They weren’t the BESTEST of friends, although being roommates had given way to discovering each other’s sweet little secrets. Like, for example, the number of times Haydn had been caught red-handed (dick-handed? ha!) emptying his YOGURT SLINGER. You know, some sweet little secrets. Their conversations always turned around Haydn asking for homework answers, or trying to convince the other of writing his essays, or if he wanted to watch porn together (albeit that had been asked once, it had been a pretty sticky memory)-- nothing really exceptional.

Maybe this was Haydn’s idea of growing closer? Duh! He had nothing to lose, now that he was away from his family, from girls, from normal people. He just had to spread his aura and engulf more people in it, is all! No better way than to bond over a late Sunday night SIGHTSEEING. Haydn was already standing beside their door, foot tapping to hopefully annoy and convince his roommate. It was a long way to the girls’ dorm (or in Haydn’s words: titsville), and if they weren’t leaving RIGHT NOW IMMEDIATELY, there would be nothing to see. N o t h i n g.

❝ Come o~n, Bible Boy! Ya’ shouldn’t even be hesitating. It’s BOOBS for fuck’s sake, we ain’t gonna pump Satan’s cock! ❞

[jnghnna]

Lachesism

meme not accepting! directed @jasplee! | the desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.

Ever since things took a turn for the worse, there was always a part of her that wanted for things to start from scratch in the most violent way possible. Sometimes, Hanna couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to come apart at the seams, only for all the pieces to be put back together afterwards so that a new mosaic could be constructed.

But beware when questions that shouldn’t be asked will be voiced, for Hanna’s mind knew no boundaries, no limits. She was someone who didn’t think in just a box and to her, the sky was endless and every problem had a solution even if things appeared to be hopeless. That was where irony striked her multiple of times, for while the rational part spoke of solutions and the strength to overcome any hardship, the raw emotionality which was usually displayed by the student was something far stronger. Most of the time, the brunette acted on her feelings as opposed to what her brain told her to. That made room for a lot of nasty things that could possibly happen to her.

❝Have you ever thought about dying before?❞

Jasper was gentle in a way she couldn’t be, at least no longer, but she wasn’t feeling any sad or bitter over it. It was nice for her to be able to see someone else spreading wings of gentleness that had been ripped away from her a long time ago. And it was reassuring for Hanna to know that despite being no longer able to pour all her kindness into other people’s demanding hearts, there were still other people like Jasper around.

People like him made this world a better place.

❝I have. It’s a strange thought, to think of your own death and it makes you question how much time you have left. Even the smallest of all accidents can kill us, isn’t that terrifying to think about? Mankind is so prone to thinking they can do all they want, but some tend to forget that they aren’t invincible.❞

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jasplee

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Opinion on; jasplee

Character in general: OH GOD TBH I don’t think you and I have ever really roleplayed together-- How they play them: STARTS SWEATINGThe Mun: OKAY This one is easier. I honestly love the mun sooooooooo darn much. I think the majority of our friendship has remained OOC-- I do love you and I think your characters are always nice despite not interacting, so... I love u okay fric K

Do I:

RP with them: SADLY NOWant to RP with them: Yes actually lets get a thread going okay

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Love the mun to death, need to get to know the muse cries

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty