#jaupaa

[themindseyetrolls]

((I did the meme thing @thecyrillictrolls started, because i saw my friend @trollsofthezodiac do it & its gold.))

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((aaaaaand after taking way too much time to post this, here’s part three of the gemstuck au. we’ve got Enstatite & Sodalite. the fusion for these two would be interesting to say the least, considering the placement of their gems. XD))

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Gallus for Jaupaa.

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗 ((<- Mission Accomplished~))(hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

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Stolen

Why do you keep doing this?

Thinking your navigational skills might actually get better as the sweeps go by instead of the complete opposite? You’re not even sure where the fuck you are anymore, but you know it’s not even close to where you live. In fact, judging by how cold and rocky it is, you’d say you probably walked waaay too far tonight.

You sigh and stop in your tracks, deciding not to make your situation any worse until you can find someone patient enough to put up with you. Maybe they’d be nice enough to draw you a map back down the mountain or something.

Thankfully there’s at least a river to follow, and you’re not too far up the mountain. But for now, you simply plop yourself down by the bank to give yourself a quick break before even attempting to find someone to help you.

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Won’t Forget

To be honest, this didn’t happen as often as one would think it did to Jaupaa.

He hadn’t been doing much, really. Just trying to find his way back to his hive from the local town, though without his moirail’s guidance since she’d been busy mining for the night. The brownblood figured it wouldn’t be too hard to rely on directions from a random troll for once.

...And now here Jaupaa was, hunched over against a tree while an irate tealblood was cursing him out for constantly having to repeat directions for him and his shitty memory. Though as much as this didn’t happen to him, thanks to his moirail’s help, Jaupaa couldn’t even find it in himself to be angry or even sad about the insults being thrown his way (along with the occasional shove).

Stupid, pan-damaged, useless, idiot, etc.

He just took it. It wasn’t as if he’d never thought those same things about himself over the sweeps. So Jaupaa just lets the insults continue to sink in as his claws dig into the bark of the tree behind him.

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Jaupaa trudges through the forest, mentally cursing his moirail all the way. Vikasa was great and smart, no doubt, but this was probably her worst idea since…well…a while. Making sure he was on the right path, Jaupaa constantly checked the trees that had been scored by Vikasa's claws, though he hadn't really needed them as of late.

'Tell him.' Vikasa had said. She'd finally gotten tired of the brownblood's constant fawning over Gallus during their feelings jams, and had practically kicked Jaupaa out of her hive after that. Finally coming upon Gallus' tree-hive, he gives a quick wave to the yellowblood's lusus as he climbed up to the structure.

He'd sent Gallus a message over Trollian earlier, hoping his asking to 'talk' to the yellowblood didn't make Gallus worry. Finally reaching the door, Jaupaa gives it a knock, his face already starting to flush an orange-ish brown.

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Gilded Jaunt

When Jaupaa sleeps, the beauty of the golden moon his dream self resides on is completely lost on him. Not that he wouldn't be appreciative of the bright city or it's friendly inhabitants...it's just that his dream self had never woken up.

It should've, but the injury to his head and the ensuing memory troubles it caused, had prevented Jaupaa from fully waking his dreamself. To wake, one had to face something unpleasant in their lives, which Jaupaa could remember very little about.

And so, he's denied the golden moon, along with the bright blue of Skaia. Though...that is not to say he was confined to his room when he slept. In fact, it was rather commonplace for local Prospitians to see the brownblood's dreamself floating high above their city...snoring and completely conked out, to put it simply.

...It was also becoming quite commonplace to see a resident yellowblooded troll chasing after him.