{ DEATH } doesn't discriminate

An Indie NBC Constantine based sideblog for Jasper Winters. Est 3/18. Written by Emily. Follows back from whcwashe.

[milesedgworth]

[xtrusthim]

Sorry, is it too soon for us to acknowledge that everything in the pilot episode of Constantine indicates that Jasper and John were definitely …. A Thing.

[pittmngrmoved]

"Maybe not, but I know the kind of bullshit she has to deal with now, which, by the way, is a direct fuckin' result of you." Robby looks over at Liv and then back to Jasper before he reaches forward to try and grab his arm.

Whether it works or not, doesn't matter, he's leading them out of the hospital room one way or another so that they don't wake Liv up. She barely gets enough rest as is.

"You think she's in one piece?" Robby laughs, humorless and harsh. "Man, you really are a shitty father, aren't you? Liv is in a constant state of fight or flight. She's out here fighting ghosts, trying to keep a hold of her sanity, and getting shoved into three fuckin' day holds over and over. She's already been in a psych ward once. Look, I don't know what the fuck you did to make her feel so fuckin' alone but I've seen death. I've seen families lose their loved ones, I've seen families have no one else to go to and even they don't feel as alone as Liv does. Whatever you did to her - or didn't do -fucked her up, and that's on you."

He's tired of seeing Liv in pain and since he's got nothing else to do since he's apparently in a coma, he's got nothing but time to tear into the man who is supposed to protect Liv instead of hurt her. "I'm not going to explain myself to you, either. I don't owe you any explanation. That woman in there is all that matters to me right now, so if you aren't here to help somehow - leave her the fuck alone."

[xtrusthim]

“Oh, for Christ’s sake —“

He heaves a sigh, following reluctantly because there wasn’t much of a point in lingering without him. And he couldn’t fault the man for his instinct, neither one of them wanted to wake her up.

“She’s fine.” It’s the kind of snap that would draw attention if anyone else could hear them. As it stands, it’s an echo with no where to go. “Maybe she doesn’t look fine to you, but given the circumstances things could be a hell of a lot worse. You have no idea what kind of shit you’re dealing with. She’s learning. She’ll get the hang of it. I didn’t have anyone either and I did just fine.”

More or less, but this discussion wasn’t about him. She was smarter. She could manage. Fingers flex, and he bristles, because he’d push the other man if there was any hope of making contact. He makes do with stepping closer instead, invading the bit of space that he could.

“Sure, she’s all that matters to you right now, but what happens when you wake up? Six weeks down the line when you get bored and drop her for the next exciting, pretty thing to walk by? She’s better off on her own than she is with people who’ll never understand her, and won’t stick around.”

Bristling, he heaves a sigh, glancing back towards the hospital room they’d vacated. “If I could snap my fingers and fix anything, I would, but that’s not how this works. And I’m not the live asshole wasting my time with a suicidal midlife crisis. You want back into your body, I can push you back in, but not if you’re just gonna throw all that effort away.”

[pittmngrmoved]

Ah. This must be the father. Liv hasn't talked much about him but he knows his name. He's still trying to process this whole ghost thing and Jasper being here before him only tells him it's real.

Jesus Fucking Christ. No wonder she always seemed so scared when she came into his ED or the way she fears being locked away for the rest of her life.

"Sorry. Didn't have a gun on hand." Robby says sarcastically, voice firm and sharp. This man is the reason Liv's life is hell, as far as he can tell, and that doesn't settle well with Robby.

"So, you're the father." He says it with so much disdain. "Father of the year, aren't you? She hasn't told me a lot about you but I know enough."

[xtrusthim]

"You watch your fucking mouth, you have no idea what kind of sacrifices I had to make just to keep her alive."

He snaps back just as intently, stilling momentarily when Liv stirs on the bed. The last thing he wanted was for her to wake up, but he'd hardly expected the open hostility so quickly. Maybe he should have, but he'd banked on confusion. Or at least being an intimidating enough figure to be able to say his piece and leave without any pushback.

"Look, I don't have to justify myself to you, and I don't fucking want to. But I didn't spend the better part of two decades trying to keep her in one piece just for you to waltz on in and act like you don't have any responsibility."

His teeth grit, as much as a dead mans can, and he finally pulls his fingers back from Liv's hair in favor of crossing his arms.

"Old man, waltzing off on a motorcycle trip and leaving your helmet behind like it doesn't matter. What the hell were you thinking?"

[xtrusthim]

I can’t believe I revived Jasper just for him to be mean to Robby ….

[xtrusthim]

@pittmngr || because it’s NECESSARY || closed starter

He’d apologize for the jump scare, but at this point he’s been dead long enough that he can’t drum up the will to give a shit. It’s a hell of a way to introduce yourself to your daughter’s boyfriend, he knows that. But … well, it wasn’t like he could expect the opportunity to present itself again.

Not like this.

He could insert himself into someone’s dreams, but the effort that took was monumental. It was easier just appear now, take advantage of Robby’s coma and get his intimidating in while he could.

“Hell of a mess you got yourself into, isn’t it…” Jasper frowns, voice quiet because he doesn’t actually want to wake Liv, not when she’s finally asleep and precariously curled up on the edge of Robby’s hospital bed. Ghostly fingers reach to run gently through her hair. He could make himself more solid than most, but it wasn’t as if she’d feel much, not more than a light shifting breeze, really.

“Jasper Winters.” He pauses, glance shifting to Robby for a moment. It’s only introduction he’ll get, he’s sure Robby can connect the dots himself. “If you wanted to take yourself out, there’s better ways than a fucking motorcycle, you know…”

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM PRACTICAL MAGIC *  assorted dialogue from the 1998 film, adjust as necessary

sometimes i feel like there's a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn.

be careful what you wish for.

wish you could believe in me.

we have to banish him.

he wants me. just me.

what was that, [name]?

you know what? i wished for you, too.

let him take me.

the nudity is entirely optional.

it wasn't me, it was you.

we'll grow old together.

can love really travel back in time and heal a broken heart?

i think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean.

don't die on me, [name], please.

i bet we even die on the same day.

of course you're going to see me again.

hang on to your husbands, girls.

what wouldn't i do... for the right guy?

i have this dream of being whole, of not going to sleep each night, wanting.

i took an oath to uphold the law.

life is perfect.

don't do that.

i'd like to think so.

i have never asked you for anything.

i feel like i'm never going to see you again.

what are you doing?

i came here to bring in the bad guy because generally that's what i do.

sometimes when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, i dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.

i just want someone to love me.

i want to be seen.

please do this for me. please?

hold on just a goddamn second. one step at a time.

that's how you came to live with us.

everything is just so blissfully normal.

i wish you could see us.

they like to meddle in people's love lives.

thought you never wanted to fall in love.

you're saying what i'm feeling is just one of your spells?

fall in love whenever you can.

when you find yourself the center of attention... it's not that they hate you. it's that... well. we're different.

you have the worst taste in men.

i was born with them.

since when is being a slut a crime in this family?

you ever put your arms out and spin really, really fast?

maybe i had my happiness.

you promised me that.

so what kind of... uh... craft do you do.

yeah. it's not real.

curses only have power when you believe them. and i don't.

all i want is a normal life.

that's the point.

yeah, well, you know. all relationships have problems.

that's what love is like. it makes your heart race. it turns the world upside down.

when are you going to realize that being normal is not necessarily a virtue?

well... it's what i want.

now that was me.

i don't want them dancing naked under the full moon.

the guy i dreamed of doesn't exist.

is that why they wanted to hang her? because she's a witch?

i don't even mind the beard.

there's a little witch in all of us.

what was that?

i'll tell you all you need to know.

one step at a time.

you think he's dead?

is he cute?

you came for breakfast? we're having pancakes!

what's wrong? cat got your tongue?

someday you'll explain this all to me.

[xtrusthim]

I can’t believe Jasper was talented enough to build a house that’s basically 1 part labyrinth, 1 part supernatural Fort Knox, and 1 part Endless Void/Alternate Dimension, and then just like …. Died.

[indianajcnes]

Lorca + that leather jacket

[milesedgworth]

[davidayer]

request for  @goddammitgabriel

[xtrusthim]

anyway, if anyone else would like some emotional trauma with Ghost Dad .................. hit like, i'll throw you a starter at some point in the next few days.

[xtrusthim]

anyway, if anyone else would like some emotional trauma with Ghost Dad .................. hit like, i'll throw you a starter at some point in the next few days.

[xtrusthim]

@talentforlying

"You know, I really didn't intend to become your personal fucking haunting ..."He's not sure who's fault it is, really. His own, or John's for staying in the house. For letting Liv back in. For any number of things that could go unsaid. He'd usually follow up a statement like that with a drink, but -- alas ...

"She's gonna kill herself with all those maps ..." He frowns, lingering by one of the various bookshelves that lined the mill house. He'd put everything in place so precisely, what felt like a millennia ago. Now half of it was settled in dust, and the energy he'd need to fix it was practically insurmountable. So he settles with glaring angrily at John instead, like that would fix any of their problems. "For all your god damn bravado about keeping her alive -- I know relationships are hard for you, but maybe you could stop using Hell as an excuse to sidestep your personal responsibilities, and actually parent the kid you took me from, hm?" He glowers, as much as a ghost can, anyway.

Fuck.

Maybe that was too harsh.

"I didn't send you after her just so you could watch her tear herself apart, John."

[thatmansplayinggalaga]

insp

[xtrusthim]

Steals the candles for Reasons.

Everyone here is against me. And what have I done?? NOTHING.

[xtrusthim]

burns a book, tulpas it into a ghost, and then throws the ghost book at him. viva la fucking karma, arsehole.

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