#jockprophet

[mtvatlas]

JASON ( @jockprophet  )  said ❛ what, am i not allowed to look at you? ❜

“Nope.” Billy said, popping the “P”. “Keep moving Copeland. I don’t tolerate guys with JV energy in my presence.”

[theoriginalbadass]

continued from here [x] - @jockprophet

Puck wondered if Jason still had a thing for Eddie. Not that he was going to ask Jason this. It was obvious the blond didn't want to talk about it. "Yeah, yeah. I never said they were," he replied with a smirk. "Do you wanna skip 5th period with me? We haven't gotten to hang out for awhile. This might sound a little gay, but I miss ya, dude."

[zoomingupthathill-moved]

@jockprophet​ ; plotted starter-- 

She had already agreed to be the bait, Lucas was supposed to be there if it went too far. The headphones were supposed to be slipped on. Though they never came. Max fought Vecna for as long as she could. Eleven prolonged the inevitable. Gave her more time to get to safety. A safety that never came. While Max was under the trance that Vecna put her in, she had no clue what was going on around her. 

Jason thought he was doing the right thing, thought he was coming to rescue the damsel in distress. Little did he know he was actually causing her death. --- Body beginning to hover, being lifted in the air. Her eyes white, nothing but white. To his defense, this did look like an exorcism. The Hellfire Club did look like they were up to no good. Bones began snapping, fingers breaking and shattering in ways they shouldn’t break. Slowly the breaks began moving throughout her body. Snapping, cracking, popping. This was sure to give whoever heard it nightmares. 

After less than a minute, her body went limp, about to fall to the floor with a loud thud. Jason , the jock wasn’t only good at catching basketballs. Thankfully he was underneath her in a moment, catching her right before she slammed against the wooden floor. 

[mtvatlas]

JASON ( @jockprophet​ ) said this shit like a fucking idiot “you’ve been walking around for months like you want to kick my ass. so do it already.”

He looks at Jason, head jerking back like a confused dog. He stares at him for a moment, trying to figure this shit about before he shrugs.

“Alright dude.”

He clocks him in the fucking jaw. Full force. Then just keeps coming after him. Dude asked for it so like????????????

[irrcdeemable]

they're a 10 but everytime we speak he acts like he doesn't know who I am.

“I definitely know who you are, Carver. But your reactions make it hard not to give you a hard time about it. Pretty sure everybody in school knows who you are at this point.” A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth enough to show pearly white teeth, a low and throaty chuckle taking to the air.

“Can’t be caught being too nice or it’ll damage my bad boy rep.”

[kinghaargrove]

❝ Jason Carver eats ass, pass it on. ❞

@jockprophet

[scarednotscarymoved]

@jockprophet bestowed: "you're my best friend."

☾⋆ ‒‒‒‒‒ It had been a rough time for the both of them, and a lot of crazy things had happened, some of them Chrissy wasn't sure she'd ever come to terms with or be able to fully make sense of, however, the most important thing is that they had both survived it long enough to get to the point they were at in this precise moment.

While she had been in the hospital recovering, Chrissy found she had a lot of time to think and muddle through how she felt about everything. At first, she'd just been plain old confused about it all, and then she'd been upset, followed by angry and then... well, she reached a place in which she realised she didn't want to be any of those things, because those feelings felt like they were trying to take control of the wheel and she was sick of not having at least one hand on it herself.

❝ I'm glad you said that. I am... really. I don't agree with how you went about things, I already told you that, and I'm not here to give you another earful over it because it won't get us anywhere. I'm tired of being angry and upset about it. Neither of those feelings will change anything and dwelling on it just means I'm stuck in the past. --I want to move forward and I want you to do that, too. So, just... let's be better people going forward, okay? ❞

[scarednotscarymoved]

@jockprophet bestowed: "i know you better than you think i do."

☾⋆ ‒‒‒‒‒ It's funny how much power a few words can have over a person. In a single moment she had gone from feeling something resembling contentment to wondering if the earth was about to fall away from beneath her feet. He didn't know how much fear a statement such as that could instil within her, and worst of all, despite his efforts to be kind and supportive, Chrissy wasn't sure he knew her at all.

Jason, so she thought, knew a single version of her, the version of herself that she wore just like she wore her letterman jacket everyday. It felt like armour to her, as though playing this part and wearing this uniform would protect her in someway, and it did, it allowed her to believe that she was just a regular girl that didn't have to hide the harsh truths that she carried with her like a weight around her throat.

Still, how can she tell him differently? How can she look him in the face and crush that sincerity he was wearing so openly and honestly with her? It wasn't fair to shatter the illusion he had of her, doing so would taint his world view and there was no way she was about to do that to him-- the world would find a way to tarnish those rose tinted glasses he wore sooner rather than later. Let him have his rosy hued outlook a little longer.

❝ I know you do, and I'm grateful that someone knows me that well. Makes the world feel a little less lonely, huh? ❞