#jobikilled

[monstreusa]

@jobikilled        /         *         starter  for  jasper         !

(   sms      »      roomie    )      :     i can’t find my pants :( (  sms      »      roomie   )      :     also am drunk (  sms      »      roomie   )      :     when will you be home :(

[wanripa]

‘ it’s no secret that most people are fucking idiots . ’

❛  THIS  MAY  BE  MONTY’S  MOONSHINE  TALKING,  but  i  totally  feel  like  we  have  the  same  soul.   ❜     she  says  before  breaking  into  a  fit  of  giggles,  falling  against  him,  head  in  his  lap,  gazing  up  at  him.  and  once  she  can  stop  laughing,  octavia’s  smile  beams  at  him,  bright  at  the  sun.

❛   you’re  kind  of  my  best  friend,  you  know  that,  right?  aaaand  the  word  around  camp  is  that  you  have  a  crush  on  me.   ❜     a  hand  reaches  up  to  poke  at  his  cheek,  his  nose.     ❛   so,  i  gotta  know  for  sure.  hear  it  straight  from  the  horses  mouth.   ❜     and  octavia  pushes  herself  back  up  into  a  sitting  position,  but  she  rests  her  chin  on  her  shoulder  as  she  gazes  at  him  with  an  arched  brow.     ❛   do  you  like  like  me,  like,  more  than  a  friend,  jasper  jordan?  do  you  want  to  kiss  me?   ❜ 

octavia’s  blue  eyes  are  wide  with  anticipation    (   hoping!   )    as  she  awaits  his  answer.

YOU   (  NOVEL  )   SENTENCE  STARTERS     ☽     ACCEPTING     ☽     @JOBIKILLED

[shebore-a]

( ✉ → jas @ 11:08 am ) what the hell did you put in those drinks you made last night?! ( ✉ → jas @ 11:08 am ) i feel like my soul has left my body and is hitting my skull with a baseball bat.  

@jobikilled / ♡'d for a text starter

[redemptia]

~ * sc. | @jobikilled

HER HEAD SNAPS UP FROM HER MEAL. she’s holding the cup of algae in her hands, just staring at him from across the dining table. “what? you’ve been staring at me all day. just spit it out,” she rasps, vocal chords rubbing together roughly. this whole being in space thing again makes her feel her age. which is technically twenty-three, but it feels so much older. well, technically, technically, it’s about 180 or something, right? she swallows large gulps of the green liquid & while it takes almost putrid, it’s better than what she has ingested before. her eyes aren’t focused & she knows a panic attack is coming. that & her mind is used to the constant stimulation of a conclave practically every single day. staying still sends her reeling. the last thing she needs right now is to be locked in the confines of her head.

[astralgeniusarchived]

            ❛   c’mon,   jasp!  tell me how it went!   i’ve been up all night waiting for you to text me,   you know.   i deserve better than this.   ❜   /   @jobikilled*

[serphynts]

*    ♛     continued from here.        @jobikilled​

octavia      notices      the      reaction      :      eyes      are      the      windows      to      the      soul             or       so      she’s      been      told.     &&      hers       at      this      moment     express      everything      she     doesn’t      want       it       to.     ❛      why      .      .      .      ?      ❜     her       words       are       bitter,      there’s     no       warmth       left       inside       her,      that       died      with      lincoln.     ‘though       she       bristles       slightly,       jasper       is       one       of       few       she       doesn’t       blame.       more       so,      truthfully       it’s                       herself       and       pike      &&      bellamy.     ❛      talking       won’t       bring       lincoln       back.      ❜     it’s      the      best      apology      to       offer,      calloused       digits       grip       tighter       at       her      blade      :      jade       hues       flicker       from       the       campfire       before       them       to      her       brother      to       bellamy.     ❛      when        you       lost       maya,     you       blamed       clarke      but       never       bellamy,      why      ?      ❜

[wontdyea-blog]

@jobikilled  →  jasper ! 

❝ love is not a battle, ❞     murphy drawls. doesn’t even bother to lift dull gaze from scarred hands, stray thread of sweater being rolled between thumb and forefinger.     ❝ —— it’s a ticking time bomb. ❞     /     ♡  /  ♪ 

[myricds]

it had been an argument at first --- jasper reminding her in hushed tones  ( so as not to wake the rest of the camp )  of the first time she'd gone swimming upon their arrival, and his own near-death experience that occurred. but this was a different swimming hole, the others had been using it for days, and --- despite her initial hesitation --- once she'd seen the way the glowing life around it had lit the water in sparkling luminescence, octavia couldn't be talked out of going for a dip the very next night. he'd followed on her heels determined, at first, to try anyway, and the words only seem to die in his throat upon emerging from the treeline to see her shedding clothes. his hesitation brings quiet laughter to her lips as she eases into the water, exhaling a contented sigh as it washes away the damp heat that’s been clinging to her skin. eyes closed, she simply relishes the feeling for a moment before peering back at him over one bare shoulder.

        ❛  well   ---   are you coming  ?  ❜  //  @jobikilled​  ———    liked.