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GRIFFIN FAMILY
FRANZ IX GRIFFEN & ‘SAFFO#¿001’
always been the weird kid and still the weird adult, known as the ‘weird scientist’, but he is different- his mind is different, a genius one but nobody appreciate it, neither his father, he always was against his ideas.
its true, franz IX ideas is insane, you could say it is dangerous, but franz IX see it differently than the others, it is bizarre, the moment he got his science degree he disappeared from everyone, not something new from him- he always disappears for days but comes back eventually with something crazy.
now he became a scientist, doing illegal experiments, breaking the law, things that the public will never know, all that for the cause of making a better world they say, but franz IX kidnapped an experiment… an alien…
hid it well back in his old hometown, flawtown, fearfully avoiding to meet his family by accident, but it was the safest place he know.
little did he know, he is now being chased by the other crazy scientists and their little military pets...
#franz 9 family! they are country ppl have a farm of their own#jasper is his dad#-also a grandpa of these two little ginger heads down there#the kids are cleo n thiago#thats beautiful women is amber! franz sister#she always worried about him- she is the violent worried type lol#flawtown#show us your sims#sims 4#ts4#simblr#my sims#amber griffin#jasper griffin#cleo griffin#thiago griffin#ts4 cas#sims 4 cas#;ftc#cas!#flawtowncitizen
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Old draft i rediscovered while rummaging through my stuff
It's a post inspired by this question the CoD team asked on twitter, essentially mc asks the consorts which S-rank they would trust their baby with
Guy
"Who would you trust our baby with out of the S-ranks?"
"What are you, planning on selling our firstborn?" Guy says as he squishes the baby's fat cheeks sleeping in his mother's arms
"Nope. Just curious"
"Creator," he rolls his eyes "I assume Roy would be a good choice"
Toa
"Who out of all the S-ranks would you leave our baby with?"
Toa knit his eyebrows in confusion at the question as he held up the baby to a nearby branch, the baby's arms were outstretched aiming to reach a low-hanging sky apple
"Why such a question out of the blue?" he said before taking a moment to consider "well it definitely Won't be Fenn, to begin with," he said, taking another moment "if I had to choose, Lynt or Roy, that's it. But don't hold this against me"
Fenn
"Who would you trust to take care of our baby out of all the S-ranks?" she asked while he was coddling his baby in his arms
He looked surprised at the question "Why? You plan on stealing me away anytime soon?" he said with a smirk
"Nope. Just curious"
"Hmm. Perhaps Toa or Roy. Although I doubt Toa would take us up on the offer. And Lynt would make for a good large hugging plushie, don't you think?"
Roy
"If you had to choose an S-rank to take care of our baby for a while who would it be?" she asked as Roy was setting the sweet little angel in his cradle
"Hmm? Where did this come from?" he asked, his brows slightly raised
"Just wondering"
He held his chin ponderingly, "Probably Lynt or Master Qelsum...I fear Master Guy may not be the best option for such a task"
Lynt
"Who would you trust our baby with out of all the S-ranks?"
Lynt was lying in bed with the baby beside him while running his hand gently on his soft, light hair. "Hmm? I guess Toa or Roy. Maybe Guy. Why?"
"Nothing. Just wondering"
"Although to be honest...I wouldn't want him away from me for a second" he smiled softly as the baby opened his mouth in a deep yawn
Lance
"None of them. I wouldn't want him out of my sight for a second" Lance answered sharply, then noticed the slight expression of surprise on her face.
"But if I had to choose and the situation was dire, I'd say probably Invidia" he said, pushing the stroller forward in the castle's garden, while a small, light petal fell gently into it.
Rio
"He could have fun with all of them don't ya think?" Rio said while tugging on the hands of the baby who was sitting in the carrier strapped to his chest
"not sure about Guy though, I don't think he knows how to make a baby laugh"
Lou
"would you trust him with any of the S-ranks?"
She asked while sitting in their little foresty recluse, the baby sitting in his father's lap and admiring the many colours surrounding them.
"Hm? A question requiring deep thought that is."
"just pick one, off the top of your head"
"top of my head? What would they be doing there? Anyhow...." he closed his eyes in a moment of contemplation, "we needn't worry about that, as he's never going to leave the safety of our arms as long as we are alive"
#Toa would be the most gentle dad ever#Fenn would spoil his kids filthy i just know it#guy avari#court of darkness#fenn luxure#toa qelsum#rio voleri#lynt akedia#roy invidia#dia akedia#jasper lane#court of darkness voltage#Lance ira#Lou#headmaster lou
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I forget which episode, but @threebooksoneplot once said it would be so amazing if we could take the best Life and Death lines but give them to the regular Twilight characters.
...I wonder if anyone has done it, or is thinking about doing it? Take the very best lines from Life and Death and sneak them into the original text in a new doc? Just think how very cool it would be to be reading Twilight and come across these gems:
(Carlisle's backstory)
"The vampire told his father that he was a fool and he would pay for the damage he had caused. The preacher threw himself in front of his son to protect him...
"I often wonder about that moment. If he hadn't revealed what he loved most, would all our stories have changed?"
Edward was thoughtful for a few seconds. And then he continued. "The vampire smiled. He told the preacher, 'Go to your hell knowing this—that what you love will become all that you hate.'
"He made sure that the preacher knew what would happen to Carlisle, and then he killed the preacher very slowly while Carlisle watched, writhing in pain and horror."
(in Edward's room for the first time)
"Um... Edward?"
I didn't see his attack—it was much too fast. I couldn't even understand what was happening. For half a second I was airborne and the room rolled around me, upside down and then right side up again. I didn't feel the landing, but suddenly I was on my back on the black couch and Edward was on top of me, his knees tight against my hips, his hands planted on either side of my head so that I couldn't move, and his bared teeth just inches from my face. He made another soft sound that was halfway between a growl and a purr.
"Wow," I breathed.
"You were saying?" he asked.
"Um, that you are a very, very terrifying monster?"
He grinned. "Much better."
"And that I am so completely in love with you."
His face went soft, his eyes wide, all the walls down again.
"Bella," he whispered.
(hotel in Phoenix, Alice talking)
"Jasper was the first thing I saw. I didn't meet him in person until much later."
Something about her tone made me wonder. "How long?"
"Twenty-eight years."
"Twenty-eight...? You had to wait Twenty-eight years? But couldn't you...?"
She nodded. "I could have found him earlier. I knew where he was. But he wasn't ready for me yet. If I'd come too early, he would have killed me."
I gasped and stared at Jasper. He raised an eyebrow at me, and I looked back at Alice. She laughed.
(ballet studio)
"Wait, wait," Edward said, his head snapping up. "She deserves a choice."
His lips were at my ear. I clamped my teeth against the moaning, straining to listen.
"Bella? I won't make this decision for you. I won't take this away from you. And I'll understand, I promise, Bella. If you don't want to live like this, I won't fight you. I'll respect what you want. I know it's a horrible choice. I would give you any other option if I could. I would die if I could give your life back to you." His voice broke. "But I can't make that trade. I can't do anything—except stop the pain. If that's what you want. You don't have to be this. I can let you go—if that's what you need." It sounded like he was sobbing again. "Tell me what you want, Bella. Anything."
"You," I spit through my teeth. "Just you."
"Are you sure?" he whispered.
I groaned. The fire was reaching its fingers into my chest. "Yes," I coughed out. "Just—let me stay—with you."
#Life and Death#Bella/Edward#Carlisle#Carlisle's father#Alice/Jasper#Pls add on I'm sure there are PLENTY#Very much enjoying my 3b1p binge this week#Podcast#This is worth it just for Carlisle to know his Dad loved him 🥺
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Moving On - A Jasper Short Story
Summary: It's been months, and months of searching, and he can't find anything. He can't find her. But he can't give up... or must he? Inspired by the @daddecember, @whumpcember, and @hurtcember events! Told in Jasper Colins' POV, regarding his search for his missing best friend.
Word Count: 700
Content Warning: Mentions of a funeral
“Jasper.” My mother’s soft voice echoed from the doorway. I tense, closing my eyes for a second. Before I open them again, focusing back on the footage. Searching for anything—any sign. Of her.
“Jasper, please. You need to rest.” She whispers. Her footsteps pad towards me, soft but sure.
“I can’t—she’s out there somewhere, hurting and confused—someone could have kidnapped her—she could be out there, begging for someone to find her, thinking we gave up on her—”
I stop as my mother’s hands squeeze my shoulders.
“Honey… it’s time to move on.” She whispered, hugging my shoulders. “They’ve set her funeral for Saturday.”
“She’s not dead.” I snap, bursting to my feet, ripping away from her arms, pacing over to the papers and records and wild scribbled notes taped up to the wall. Records, of possible sightings. Pictures of Kat, lingering at the subways of Sector 7. Ducking into stores in Sector 8. Banging against a vending machine in Sector 15, before someone came up to her…
And she was gone.
Kat, with the sparkling grey eyes. Kat, with the bright laugh. Kat, with the pockets full of chocolate, and the mouth full of wit, and the heart of cracking, tarnished gold.
I couldn’t. I couldn’t give up on her. She never would have given up on me, or Mason, or any of us, or any of her family. She would’ve fought to her wit’s end to find us, and do whatever it took to get the leads, the tapes, the information to save us. To save me.
She’d done it before.
“She’s not dead.” I say, voice steady as I stare at the picture of her at the vending machine. Four months ago. “She’s out there, somewhere—”
“You can’t keep living like this.” My mother says, stepping towards me again. “You don’t have to forget her—”
“I can’t—”
I can’t live without her. I wanted to say. I wanted to scream it, at the top of my lungs, for the world to hear. For her to hear, so she’d come back, and be okay.
But I couldn’t.
“We won’t forget her, love.” She whispers, pulling me into a hug again. This time I let her, letting out a shaky sigh. As my shoulders slump, and my body leans into her. Eyes stinging, body aching more than I realized. Hands trembling against her shoulders. Heart thumping against my chest, in a ragged beat only too much coffee could cause. Kat hated—hateswhen I pulled nights like this, hates when I pushed myself…
“I know how much she means to you. To all of us.” She whispers, gently rubbing my back. “But sometimes… you have to keep on living. It’s what she’d want you to do. What she needs you to do.”
“I feel like I’m right there, Mom.” My throat tightens as I close my eyes. All the images burned into my mind by this point. “Like if I just find one more tape—”
“You’ve gotta let it go.” She whispers. “Remember her. Honor her life, keep her in your memories. But you can’t leave your whole life in the past. You have to keep living.”
I swallow hard, letting out a deep exhale.
I couldn’t. I had to.
It’s what I’d want her to do, if anything happened to me.
But still…
“Go get some sleep. We can take some time tomorrow, and visit the Rosewoods. They’ve been wanting to get together.” She whispers, pulling back and leading me towards the door. I hesitate, my gaze flicking to the records and papers again.
Part of me is screaming. Screaming that I have to keep going, for her, have to keep fighting, for her, because no one else will. Because if I leave this room, she will be reduced to another silver necklace and a silver plague and silver tainted memories and stale chocolates.
The other part of me is familiar. I can already smell the stale rose perfume of the ladies in the funeral hall. I can hear the last trumpeting calls. I can taste the tears on my tongue, and the chilled numbness in my heart.
I turn back to follow my mother out the door. The weight of her, and my world, crashing into pieces, heavy on my shoulders. As I close the door on another person I couldn’t save.
#soooo i just realized this isn't really fitting Daddecember--to be fair his dad is dead at this time so--his father is another person#he couldn't save soooo maybe that counts? idk XD#writing#ocs#writeblr#writing community#short stories#writing prompt#daddecember2024#jasper colins#DadDec no.9#hurtcember2024#whumpcember2024 day9#whumpcember24#hurt#hurt/comfort#angst
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SAINTS ROW FICTIVES R SO RARE AAAHHHHH (<-guy who also has . one or two. our system has matt & kinzie)
Omg Xanthe is practically obsessed with Matt lol
"Anything you can do, I can do better!"
"Yeah? Buy a pack of cigarettes."
"Ageist! D<"
No it was funny. Jasper's like this unhinged gangster type and at the time I was on a Peaky Blinders kick, so I thought he was maybe based on Tommy? But Jasper is way more flashy and less serious. Then I replayed the Saint's Row games and saw the protagonist and I was like "Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh yeah no this is definitely the one." Add a little Gatsby era in there and boom, there's Jasper fucking Harvey lol
-Sparrow Harvey 🚬
#jack has some gat vibes too but his origin is a li'l more complicated#jasper's my adoptive dad#saint's row#disassociative identity disorder#fictives#introjects
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In my fic, Jace really is a mix of eldest and youngest sibling while still firmly being the middle child of his family. He loves his older brother and little sister so much and admires them for all that they are but god damn do they stress him tf out too.
Jace Family ramblings under the cut
Jasper is the wizard that Jace always wanted to be and looks up to. He’s well-read, confident, worldly, and unfortunately the black sheep of the family because his magic never came innately to him like Jace’s did.
When Jasper was 18 and Jace was 16, he immediately left on what pretty much became a life long adventure with his party. They haven’t see each other in person since then. It’s been give or take 30-ish years.
They talk on their crystals whenever Jasper is somewhere that has service but it can go months or longer before Jace hears back. When they do talk it’s like they never stopped.
Jasper and his partner, Melanie, are married and still actively adventuring with their same party. They want kids, but they also don’t wanna put down roots quite yet. Jace misses him a ton but part of him is still upset he never came back for their dad’s funeral. Jace had to put his life on pause to make the funeral and end of life arrangements for their dad on his own. He had to grieve on his own as well.
They didn’t have crystals when it happened but Jace did manage to get the message out there, Jasper just didn’t respond. He did bring it up much later, well after their dad was in the ground. It still doesn’t sit right with Jace, but he loves his brother.
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Talariel is about half Jace’s age and an absolute whirlwind. After their mother divorced Jace’s bio dad, she remarried and they eventually had Tala. She’s high-elven like their mother and Jace’s stepdad so she has all the usual FH high elf quirks to her and then some to account for the general weird vibe nepo babies tend to have.
During college she lived with Jace for a couple years in his shitty downtown apartment. By the time she moved out she surprised him with the keys to a new place closer to Aguefort (fully furnished in the way Jace would love with just a few unfurnished rooms for him to get creative with.)
She may be a sorcerer, but she’s a rogue and a bard at heart (idk if the multi-class math works out and I’m not gonna check okay, she has poetry and sneakery in her heart!)
If there’s gossip that needs to be found out or secrets to uncover she’ll find them. So when she hears about Aguefort being the epicenter of an apocalypse- ‘the gross little degenerate school’ her brother teaches at, she has to know more and lo and behold her dear brother is involved. She immediately gives him shit for it over text. It’s all in good fun until she realizes something is very wrong.
When Jace tells her he was killed, she plays it off for him, but it doesn’t sit well with her. If she ever meets Porter, it won’t end well for him. She may be eccentric, but she is deadly. Maybe a lil evil too 🤷🏾 she has a long life ahead of her and if there’s something she wants to do, she’ll do it if it’s fun.
Jasper and Talariel Stardiamond y’all will always be famous to me~
#jasper is like every cool older brother in 80s/90s movies and talariel is- girlies is a little unhinged#and both of them would kill and maim for their brother Jace#fun fact: they all have their mother’s last name#idk if any of the specific will show up so I’m dumping them here#this is still 100% about Jace and Porter but Jace has shit going in and a family to mend things with#they’ve got opinions on just how involved he might have been 👀#Jasper is very goody two shoes coded so he would have concerns if he heard about what went down at Aguefort at all#Jace sure as hell won’t tell him bc Jasper will get that ‘not mad just disappointed’ look on his face that reminds Jace a little too much#of their dad#Jace misses his dad so much#tala 100% told Jasper and Jasper didn’t wanna believe it until she sent him screenshots#he’s like?? not little jace? bc he can’t see Jace as anything more than the 16 year old he left all those years ago#like him and Jace talk and it’s comfortable but more him talking and Jace listening and then not providing much detail about what his life#looks like#jace stardiamond#dimension 20#fantasy high junior year#starbreaker#blewbs fic tag#jace 💫💎#port 🛥️
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This was made for tiktok but yk what idc I'm posting it other places too why should only tiktok get to see my son GO THROUGH THE HORRORS (daddy issues)
#oc#oc art#jasper#mnstrkids#i love my stupid son#and his dead dad LMAO#digital art#animation#procreate#alight motion
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copypasted from my privtwt. theres this kitten in my area who i feed sometimes because hes TINY. shorthair so i can properly see how small he is right. and i THOUGHT he was a stray which is why hes in such a condition and so obviously scared of people. until this lady calls at me "can you stop feeding my cat" LADY YOUR CAT IS BARELY EVEN SURVIVING!!!!!!!! neglectful cat owners piss me off so much feed ur damn pet properly or else i will literally take him im so serious. he spends all his time in our garden anyway. ive never seen this cat at his supposed "owner"s house. always at my house or the houses right next to/across from us. while this lady is like a good 5-6 houses away. anyway have i ever said how much i dont like outdoor cat owners. cuz i really dont like them. ignoring all other concerns (various environmental) its SO dangerous for ur cats especially in a busy car area like mine. ur cat is going to get hit by a car. ur scrawny kitten is going to get eaten. my dads watched multiple cats get hit just outside our house. fuck u if u keep ur cats outdoors im so serious u shouldnt be a cat owner if u cant afford to keep them entertained and fed well indoors. if u want to take ur cat outdoors do it SUPERVISED. cats are not as low maintenance as everyone thinks they are. theres always nuance to this but in general i think u should die idk
#jasper speaks#I HATE OUTDOOR CAT OWNERS I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU#this poor kittens gonna be dead within the year#i got to see him up close (ish) for the first time today and he has something wrong with his eye#my dad doesnt let me touch the cats around here though. theres a beautiful white longhair cat with a huge matted chunk#and my dad wont let me cut it#and it makes me depressed if i think about it too long#god take all my neighbourhood cats suffering and give it to their owners
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am asking u to elaborate :3 i agree with u
yippeee!!! ok so. the suzukis.
it’s a little hard for me to analyze shou properly because he gets very little focus compared to the other teen espers we see.
shou is a character who has very much internalized the idea that with great power comes great responsibility. like teru he falls into the trap/coping mechanism of seeing himself as a Teen Protagonist, and he comes in with a very simplistic view. there is a right way and wrong way to use psychic powers- the wrong way involves using them to hurt people, and the right way involves using them to stop those who use their powers the wrong way- and if you have the power to fight and you don’t, you’re a coward.
but also, again, he’s coming at this from a Teen Protagonist lens. he’s the Only One Who Can Do This. he fights against toichirou not because of a personal grudge, but because of their relationship, and because what he’s doing is wrong.
fuck lost track of my train of thought. bullet points version of the rest:
the “how could you embarrass your own son like this” scene in the world domination arc. just a good scene.
this little moment from when toichirou is about to explode
^ from the way he was moving, shou probably would’ve stuck around at explosion ground zero if ritsu hadn’t left
the whole confession arc bit where toichirou tries to sacrifice himself and shou is literally like “what the fuck no you don’t get to die here”
#ask!!#jasper!!#mp100 spoilers#he wants a normal relationship with his dad. unfortunately normal left when his mom did
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So....more of baby-verse?
Y'all are going to come for me when you see the Official Babyverse and it is nothing like what I'm posting. But I did whip this up for you to enjoy.
And tumblr ate the ending (never write fic directly on tumblr guys; you will lose it), so it's not perfect.
The quiet of the house is almost unnerving to him, as he carefully gathers up the toys discarded on the floor of his study. Alice had warned the entire family not to go overboard, but they had ignored her and now Ollie's toys seemed to occupy every room. Esme tried to keep everything under control with baskets, but there was always another block, another truck, another little wooden animal to find.
It was one of the rare weekends where he was home alone - Carlisle and Esme were off hunting right up in Canada, Emmett and Rosalie had taken a couple of weeks to go to New York, and Edward was most likely at the Swans, helping Bella make wedding plans.
Usually that meant Alice would be at the Cullens with Ollie - and he loved and looked forward to those nights where they could just live in the moment like a normal young family - Alice would make dinner, Ollie would tear through the house like a whirlwind, and it was just a night of simple joys. That had even been the plan until Alice had found out her father was getting an award at the school he taught at, and had wanted his daughters to be present at the dinner.
It was a no-brainer that he would take Ollie for the weekend; it wasn't the first that he'd been alone caring for his son, but Ollie was firmly in what David Brandon called the 'terrible twos', and far more active than the last time he hadn't had a second pair of hands. It had been a long-ass night of getting a giggling two-year-old into the high chair, to feed him the dinner that Alice had brought over (he might have a handle on many of the aspects of childcare, but preparing edible food was something that he just could not get a handle on - anything more complicated than juice and a cut-up banana was just inviting trouble), to get him bathed and tucked into his crib.
But there was something terribly satisfying about it, even as Ollie darted into Rosalie and Emmett's room to wriggle under their bed dripping bathwater everywhere, because of his boy's sheer happiness. There was no fear or apprehension, just a baby's innocent joy and a constant stream of baby-babble. Even at bedtime, rubbing his eyes and demanding his plush bear and 'Mama', he hadn't been distressed. Just tired and irritable. But he'd gone to bed agreeably, singing to himself for a little while before he had dozen off. Hell, he'd even left Ollie's pacifier in the bag - Alice would be delighted.
Finishing the tidying, Jasper stretched out on the couch. Edward and Emmett had both made jokes about Jasper fucking this up now that Oliver was known to get into anything, anywhere, and Rosalie had been dubious about the plan. But everything was fine. The dishes were done, the toys were cleaned up, and Ollie was asleep. It was genuinely disappointing Alice wasn't coming over tonight; they could have squeezed in some kind of micro-date night. Ice cream and dancing in his study wasn't much and he felt bad that he and Alice never seemed to make it out to their fancy Seattle dates, but Alice was always happy, and that was always the goal. The little whimper was headed into a wail when Jasper finally realised what the sound was, and ventured into the room opposite the study; it was ostensibly Alice's room, but Esme had paused the work on Ollie's bedroom for wedding planning, so they had set up his crib at the end of the bed. And he was standing up with his bear, teary-faced and worried in his bright blue and yellow footie pyjamas. "Daddy," Ollie whimpered, reaching up for him, and it was a moment that made Jasper freeze entirely, staring down at his crying son. There was never a moment when Jasper didn't claim Oliver as his own; more than one Forks' gossip had mentioned Ollie, or spotted the photo of him and Alice on his phone screen, or the photo of Ollie haphazardly crammed into his wallet, and he had confirmed that yes, Oliver was his son. His boy. It was an abstract concept, on that made panic prick at him a little. That there was this vulnerable human baby, and he was responsible for him. The fact that Alice was his partner and co-conspirer in keeping Oliver happy and healthy was one of his main reassurances. There was absolutely nothing that Alice could not do, and her complete certainty in every single choice regarding their child - whether it was something small like the brand of shampoo they used, to the bigger things like schools and their future - gave him the confidence that maybe this would be one of those things he could do. The thing that he could hold close and look back on as knowing he had done his best and his best was enough.
But Ollie had never called him Daddy - Alice referred to Jasper as such when talking to Ollie, but Ollie had never taken up the term. And it hadn’t worried him - he was absent in those early days, and Alice still lived with her parents and spent the majority of her time there (Esme had been hinting that everyone would be fine if Alice moved in permanently, but Alice wasn’t ready for that. They had talked about the future in detail, and their plan was to be living together full-time by the time Ollie started school. And - the part he didn’t want to admit to Esme - was that if they were still in Forks then, it would be the Brandon’s house he would most likely move to, not the other way around.)
Ollie called Alice ‘-Ama’ first, having a hard time with the first ‘m’. His first word had been ‘up’, demanding a cuddle. And Jasper had become ‘Ja’ or ‘Jas’, mimicking Alice, and fitting in with what Ollie called the rest of the family - Rosalie was secretly smitten with the way Ollie called for his ‘Ro’, and Edward loathed being called ‘Ed’ but knew better than to correct Ollie or take it up with Alice.
But Daddy? That was… that was a lot more than a name or title. It was a promise, a declaration of something that felt much larger than Jasper felt capable of providing. That was… that was like the way he called Alice ‘mama’ when he was sleepy, curled in her arms as she read him some painfully repetitive bedtime story, when he had his bottle and just fell asleep sprawled across her with the absolute trust of the young. The way he clung to his bear when he got worried or nervous. It was a big thing, and it made Jasper feel very very old and impossibly young.
Ollie let out another whimper, and his instincts kicked in, to scoop up his boy and hold him carefully close; the rocking motion Alice used kicking in subconsciously as Ollie let out little hiccuping cries and buried his face against Jasper’s shoulder.
Daddy. It was… it was something warm, somehow impossibly strong and certain but also very fragile in his mind. A gesture of trust and affection and happiness. Something he would only get offered once.
And he could only try.
“It’s okay, Ollie, I’ve got you,” he said, pressing a stray kiss into his son’s hair. “I’ve got you.”
#meme#ask#jasper hale#jalice#my fic: hybrid babyverse#just imagine for a moment#jasper being okay with his son not calling him dad or papa because he's still blaming himself for alice being alone during the pregnancy#two whole years later#the man can brood#and rosalie hearing ollie calling for her so they can play cars together#having this special bond with her nephew that has turned the idea of babies and children into something less painful and more joyful#esme wanting the WHOLE family in the house#and alice going “but i love my dads and my sister”? i also have family#alice teasing jasper about his cooking when simon is getting exasperated by how hopeless she is when he teaches her
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IT'S THE FIFTEENTH SO THAT MEANS IT'S TIME FOR @seriowan's STAR WARS OC GALLERY!!!!
CT-7012 JASPER was decanted a month after the rise of the Empire. He experienced a few brief months of training before all personnel were removed from Kamino and its cities destroyed.
From Kamino, Jasper and his rather young batch were sent to the planet Weyland, under the care of the Imperial Advanced Science Division, and Doctor Royce Hemlock. The batch, mentally five years but no older than three, were separated, and Jasper never saw those brothers again.
Jasper was rescued by Clone Force 99, The Bad Batch, when they infiltrated the Mount Tantiss Base to rescue Crosshair and Omega. They freed as many clones imprisoned by Doctor Hemlock as they could, including Jasper.
It wasn't until he met The Bad Batch that Jasper finally received his name, for his bright, inquisitive eyes. Jasper has yet to display extreme emotions besides fear, but given what he has experienced on Mount Tantiss, that is understandable. However, Jasper does express an affinity for the Bad Batch's Sergeant Hunter, much to the chagrin of the young Omega.
Read Jasper's story here.
Full size pick of Jasper beneath the cut ^-^
#Jasper's connection to the bad batch at this point is purely headcanon and subject to change based on how season three will play out#the main reason for his existence is that one cadet in war mantle that always makes me cry#lizart writes#my ocs#jasper gunder#sw oc gallery#star wars oc#clone oc#clone wars oc#also who doesn't love dad hunter???
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watched through steven universe future for the first time almost two weeks ago and I still feel kinda messed up about it
#mine#personal#su future spoilers in the tags below#I weirdly saw myself in a lot of what he was going through#don't fully know where that came from#the part where he runs away to jasper and Changed in particular kind of took me out of my body#I mean I can be kind of suggestible and prone to identity disturbance so there's very likely at least an element of that here#but still#there were just some notes there that hit in a weird and uncomfortable way#also the part where he was mad at his dad and all his dad could focus on was how that fit into his own projection of how things should go#and it just made him madder#I can understand why I reacted to that part at least#(my dad turned into the kind of person I can talk to about trauma AFTER the chance to actually process it right had already expired)#(and he tells me whenever it comes up that if I want to just yell at him I can do it I can just yell at him and he'll take it)#(and I already know that wouldn't help me)#(there's certain things that can't really be fixed and there's just nothing to do but move forward)#(especially cause so much of the source of the trauma is a distant memory by now)#(so even if the emotional scars are still there what would I even yell about when I barely remember the events any more)#anyway yeah I understand why steven got so pissed at greg about wanting him to rebel#also I think the arc where steven sought out jasper unearthed some of my self esteem issues re: my history of anger#there's a darkness inside of me sometimes I scare myself yada yada insert shadow hedgehog jpeg#but yeah when I say that arc took me out of my body I mean it KNOCKED me out and I'm still sort of re-sewing my soul back in place#discombobulated as all hell#did more talking in the tags than I expected here
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So I have headcannoned Peter as dyslexic and I'm accidentally writing angst abt it rn so y'all who are reading my X-Men fic have that to look forward to 💖
#jasper rambles#first he sees his dad do some p violent things. then he has to deal w his dyslexia except he doesnt know theres a word for it and thinks hes#just dumb 🥺
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fun fact abt opal: she is the most jealous creature i have ever known in my life. no other cat could beat the power of her jealousy. no one could. i cant pet the dog in her presence because if/when i turn to her to give affection she immediately begins biting my arm/hand before launching herself at the dog. she will sit in the middle of the porch when my mother and father are outside sitting in their outdoor chairs so that jasper (the dog) cannot get near my parents. she is content to do this for hours if it means shes closer to them and he cant cuddle them.
a couple of weeks ago my best friend @apricot-flyer came over. opal has known my friend for 8 years. shes routinely come over at least once a month to stay a night since when we were in highschool. when she came over that day we hugged tightly and for a while (i had a rough week) in full view of opal. who proceeded to sit in the corner of the livingroom and watch us intently for an hour. i later went to lead my friend upstairs so she could drop off her bags. it took her a minute to come up after me, because opal had bolted halfway up there and sat in the middle of the stairs, blocking my friends way while staring at her with malicious intent, challenging her to try follow me up. it was only after 30-45 seconds of silent staring that opal relented and let my friend upstairs, and opal still had to be the one to enter my bedroom first and spent a solid few minutes trilling and rubbing on me before allowing me to spend time with my friend.
#my pets#opal#opal will see me have an affectionate relationship with anyone save my mother (who opal also loves very very very much)#and will be like ''NO. YOU CANT DO THAT. MY PERSON. HURTING YOU''#jasper is in some ways worse. with the jealoust#i am not allowed to sit beside my father on the couch. i am especially not allowed to hug or cuddle into him.#jasper will IMMEDIATELY begin crying and climb onto the couch. shove himself between us and then place his front legs#on the back of the couch and back legs on the couch pillows while wedged between us#essentially body blocking me from my dad#at which point he then half sits on my father and sobs if i come near either of them#so what im saying is theyre both complete toddlers
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I both like having different names then wc names and want some wc names
Like Spritz Shimmer-Pool over Spritzshimmer, Jasper Stone over Jasperstone, Snowshoe Shiver over Snowshoebelly
But then some cats would just have such cool wc names like Skunk Swirl to Skunkscratch, Tiger Flutterfish to Tigermoth, Gold Thorn-Bee to Goldenthorn
#also Shimmmer-Pool is to signify how dew took both their parents last names (being Splatter Shimmer and Pike Pool)#while Jasper just has Stone since she only has her mom who is Garnet Stone#Snowshoe just took her older sisters last name bc neither are close to their dad and didn’t feel connected enough to take his last name#ruse rambled#my passion project#maybe I could like Spritzshimmer Splotch. like a wc first name and single last name#tho that would make like Goldenthorn to Goldenthorn Thistle-Bee which is a lot#names
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the options for having an estranged relationship with alec always take me out like no me:a that’s not what I meant but thank you this is definitely funnier
#andromeda decrees.tag#jasper ryder.tag#jas has a lot of resentment for his father that sara doesn’t really share#and becoming part of the pathfinder team was literally his last option that he only took because sara begged him to give their dad one#last chance in honor of their mother#but getting to so ‘ah well I never really knew him’ after finding out alec is dad is a far funnier way to put it
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