#jasper young

[gilbirda]

hot take but we as a society need to be more comfortable about discussing "icky" parts of history, and even telling the side of the "bad guys"

hear me out

history is written by the victors, and will be heavily biased. The defeated will be painted as evil, deviants and/or like they have always been "the bad guys".

Reducing people to "the bad guys" does a huge disservice to the opportunity of learning from the past, because it creates a distance between the modern reader and the actual events, it creates the comfortable position of "I'm not like the bad guys, so i will never make their mistakes"

I think is important we understand how and why people believed in something, and where did things turn a certain way. Yes. Even "the wrong side". Even the nazis. Even those people you are thinking about, whoever they are.

Because you are not immune to propaganda and it's so so so so important to understand what happened and how did we get to those points before we fall to the same techniques again and again.

"Learning from the past" isn't deleting the ugly parts or cringing when someone brings up war. Thinking otherwise is a huge mistake and precisely what someone who wants to make the same mistakes wants you to think.

[laoih]

SHADOW AND BONE Season 2, Episode 1 “No Shelter But Me”

[imyourbratzdoll]

something I thought of in the shower, picture any male you like, no specific character for this.

warning - lots of swearing.

“Hey bab—“ Your man steps into the shower, wanting to join you before you and him seperate for the day (for work) “Shit! What the fuck, ow!” He screams before you even turn around to greet him, he immediately jumps out of the shower and runs from the bathroom.

After you finish up, having to take a good ten minutes to try and stop laughing. You get out, wrapping a towel around you and your hair/head. You find him dramatically sitting in front of a fan, fanning himself. “Why’d you leave so fast?”

“Why’d I… What do you mean why did I leave so fast?! Are you preparing for hell or something?! The shit was that? That wasn’t even a hand like when you do the dishes, no this was your whole arse body! Do you not feel that shit?!” His hands wave around, brows furrowed as he looks at you like you’re crazy.

You shake your head, walking over to him and kissing his head. “You’re so dramatic. It’s a good thing I love you.” You huff.

[sethsclearwater]

synopsis: reader shows paul all touch doesn’t have to be sexual

warnings: tooth rotting fluff

word count: 1.57k

notes: i listened to “thinking bout you” by ariana grande on repeat while writing this. fits the vibes perfectly imo

…

paul was generally very rough around the edges. you knew he had a rough past growing up without his mother in the picture and always did your best to be there for him on the rare occasion that he did want to talk to you about it.

most of the time, your relationship consisted of rough sex, cuddling at night, and him following you around just about everywhere you went as your personal bodyguard. though, you did occasionally get to see a softer side of him, something that you were slowly working at bringing out. 

you were in the bathroom of your shared apartment, getting ready to take a bath when you heard the front door open and close, letting you know that paul had just gotten home from patrol. sure enough, he came into the bathroom a few seconds later, smiling when he saw you, “hi princess,” he said softly, stepping over and pulling you into a hug.

you giggled, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him back, “you wanna come in the bath with me?” you asked, peeking up at him and smiling when he nodded.

he let you go so you could take your towel off, quickly stepping into the warm water while paul got himself undressed, climbing in a moment after you so he could sit behind you. you smiled, turning so you could straddle his lap, “i missed you.” you murmured, pressing a soft kiss to his lips which he gladly returned. 

tightening his grip around you, he melted into the kiss, holding you tightly against him, “you know,” you giggled as you pulled back a bit, much to his dismay, “we can be intimate without having sex.” you explained, leaning forward so you could gently thread your fingers through his hair.

he furrowed his eyebrows together, clearly not understanding what you meant, “i think you’ll like it.” you said softly, “c’mere.” you whispered as you squirted a little bit of shampoo into your hand, threading it through his hair which almost instantly made him putty in your hands.

you were surprised by how quickly he melted against your touch as you gently massaged the shampoo into his hair. his grip on your hips loosened a bit, instead attempting to mirror your hand movements and gently massaging your lower back with his fingers. 

you smiled, “you don’t get enough gentle love.” you whispered, “you deserve more of that.” you added, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. 

he watched you, clearly not totally sure how to process whatever it was he was feeling at the moment. whatever it was, you decided he must’ve been loving because of how he slowly leaned into your touch, letting you gently wash the shampoo out of his hair before you repeated with the conditioner a few minutes later.

“how do i…” he started, trailing off as he tried to figure out how to ask you how to reciprocate your actions. 

you smiled, “wash my hair?” you finished for him and he nodded, allowing you to take his hand and squirt some shampoo into his hand.

“jus’ be gentle. you know how to do that.” you said softly, “i trust you.” you added, both of you taking a deep breath together before he was running his hands through your hair.

he was hesitant at first, not seemingly particularly confident in his hair-washing abilities but when you closed your eyes, letting out a soft sigh as he massaged the shampoo into your scalp, he seemed to gain a bit of confidence.

after a few minutes of massaging your scalp, he gently worked at washing the shampoo out of your hair, “that was so good.” you whispered, opening your eyes to look at him. 

he smiled a bit at you, it was new for you to see the notoriously proud man seem insecure about something, “i promise.” you added, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to his lips which he slowly returned, clearly doing his best to refrain from getting rough with you.

you pulled away a few seconds later, “you wanna let me rub your shoulders?” you asked softly, knowing how often the muscles up there were tense for him.

he slowly nodded, dropping his shoulders as you slid your hands up his chest, coming to rest them on his broad shoulders and gently kneading your fingers against the sensitive muscles. he exhaled softly, his eyes closing at the first touch which almost had you giggling but you stopped yourself, afraid you’d stress him out if you did.

paul gently kneaded at the muscles in your lower back while you worked at his shoulders, taking time to relish in making each other feel as good as possible. after a few minutes, paul’s fingers slowly stopped massaging you and you giggled as you realized he had fallen asleep.

you were ecstatic to know he felt comfortable enough with you to let his guard down like that, something you didn’t think you’d ever get to see from him. you slid your fingers off his shoulder and down his chest, stopping when they came to rest on his abdomen. 

his phone lit up a few moments later and you reached over to grab it, seeing it was a call from sam. you picked it up, speaking quietly into the phone in an effort not to wake him up, “hi sam.” you whispered, attempting to contain your giggles.

“y/n?” sam asked, “isn’t this paul’s number?” he asked again which had you giggling softly, paul’s hands tightening on your hips momentarily as he subconsciously adjusted himself under you.

“yes it’s paul’s number silly,” you giggled, “but he’s sleeping so i answered.” you whispered, watching paul’s sleeping figure adoringly. in that moment it finally hit you how hard you’d fallen for him, just having him be vulnerable with you reaffirmed how deeply in love you were with him.

sam’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts a few seconds later, “okay well can you tell him to give me a call when he wakes up? nothing urgent.” he said and you hummed in response.

“i’ll let him know.” you whispered, both of you quickly saying your goodbyes before you hung up. paul let out a soft groan a few seconds later, gently squeezing your hips.

“who was that?” he asked blearily, slowly opening his eyes to look at you. you smiled at him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“jus’ sam. said it’s nothing urgent.” you whispered, sliding your hands up his chest and wrapping them around his neck so you could pull him closer to you as you kissed him again.

while paul continued showing you the gentle touches you had him practicing earlier, you melted into the kiss, holding him close to you. the two of you took your time with eachother, not in any rush to end the moment which was quite the opposite of how your relationship usually operated - both of you racing to the finish line.

when you pulled away for air, paul ran his hands up your sides, “you wanna get into bed?” he asked softly and you smiled at him, giggling a bit, “not like that i mean. jus’ wanna lay with you.” he murmured softly, almost as if he was embarrassed to be confessing this to you.

you nodded, not even knowing it was possible to fall more in love with him than you already had. he helped you out of the tub, both of you gently drying each other off before he was helping you into new panties and one of his oversized t-shirts. 

once you got into bed, paul was quick to pull you into his arms, resting his forehead against yours as he held you close to him. you smiled, peeking up at him, “you okay big guy?” you whispered teasingly and he nodded, offering you a soft smile.

“jus’ love you more than i thought i did.” his confession was hushed, almost like he was afraid if he spoke too loud he’d scare you off with the honesty of it. 

“i love you more than i thought i did too.” you whispered back, running your hands up his bare chest to cup his face in your hands. 

he leaned into your touch, seeming entranced by the softness of it for a moment, “i don’t deserve you.” he murmured, thumbs rubbing soft circles on your shoulder.

you shook your head, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips, “yes you do.” you whispered when you pulled back, lips only separated from his by a few centimeters, “we’re made for eachother, remember?” you asked softly, referencing the imprint bond that effectively tethered the two of you to each other for the rest of your lives and then some. 

he took a deep breath, nodding as he let your reminder sink in. you slid one of your hands around his neck, gently threading your fingers through his wet hair and massaging at his scalp while the two of you just basked in each other’s presence. 

“i love you.” paul murmured as he closed his eyes, drifting off as he sank into your touch and you smiled, “i love you too paul.”

[lordriddler]

When Jasper first started in the palace, he would often find his peace with a good book and a patch of sunlight. The shadows helped let him know when a big oaf was coming to bother him.

[toaverse]

Same voice actress!

[nobody0805]

Why is he wearing a tie to school.

Jasper

Honey

You don’t have to wear a tie to school.

It’s not a formal event.

[hazeofhearts]

“i don’t like thinking about luck because if things happen by chance then that means i have no control over what happens to you two or your kids.”

burrow’s end is a story about family, a story about loss. it’s a story about a scrappy family hanging on by their claws to survive and keep going.

but i feel that, more than anything, burrow’s end is about motherhood. being a mother, raising kids, losing a spouse. being so, so, so scared that the world is going to mistreat your children and there isn’t anything you can do about it.

tula and ava mirror each other. their grief manifests in different ways, but ultimately it means they keep going. and they’re watching viola about to start the same process. they’re going to watch viola worry and stress about her babies and they’ll be there for her. (hopefully)

[forseties]

from this. bonus

[captain-lessship]

Breathe

a/n: I loved this request and I loved the idea of a overwhelmed reader and I am just 💕💕

You were tried and you were laying on your bed, looking up at your ceiling.

“What’s wrong?” A calm voice asked. 

You happily lolled your head to your window, where the blonde boy was sitting. It was Jasper, your boyfriend.

“Today’s just been,” you shrugged, “tiring.” 

You began to rant on about how your friends were acting, how your family was bickering then switching up and laughing with each other.

You loved each and every one of them but the constant fluctuations threw you for a loop.

He had moved to sit on the bed, he fiddled with your hair as you talked, calming you slightly. 

“You aren’t responsible for their feelings and you don’t need to bring them onto you and your feelings. It isn’t good for you, lovey.” 

You moved to lay your head in his lap, “I know, I know but it’s just so hard.”

“Because you care.”

“Because I care.” 

He sighed, “It’s admirable to an extent but you need to take care of yourself.” He sat you up and you turned to look at him.

“Breathe in,” you followed his words, “Breathe out.” 

“Say it with me.” He began, “I care about people.” 

“I care about people.”

“People care about me.”

“People care about me.”

He held your hands as you went back and forth, speaking words that made you feel better and not as alone. 

“Thank you,” you said, hugging him.

He hugged you back and fell back onto your bed. “You’re welcome.”

“You’re so good to me.”

“It goes both ways. You make me feel better about myself.”

You smiled as you rolled up his sleeve and began drawing shapes on his arm. He let you do this as a sort of relaxation technique, he didn’t mind you seeing his scars and he saw yours. 

He felt a slight wave of relief come over you, he smiled to himself as he rubbed his hand up and down your back. A tip-tapping added a even greater sense of peace in your room. 

“It’s raining.” You whispered.

“It always is here.” 

[scribe-of-hael]

When you are thinking about your Rival and enemy way to much , it can cause for some ummm-

Concern

Even Jett has found herself to thinking about the "Evil" Seeker far to much. So might say she's trying to engage in combat with him just to see him WHO KNOWS?~

This is acutally a young Jett ! You can tell by the lack of a scar over her brow and lack of some wrinkles. But yes even then to herself she'd think about her dog fighting Rival after some years of going toe to toe.

[smh-tuna]

don’t mind me 🤭✨

[laoih]

SHADOW AND BONE Season 2, Episode 1 “No Shelter But Me”

[djpepitaqueenforpresident]

Just posted a twilight fic that’s been sitting in my drafts for weeks on ao3. It’s Carlisle centered cuz that man needs some action tbh, so check it out if you want🙏🏻😔

[sethsclearwater]

request: “I’m not sure if i asked this already (sorry if i did) but could you write something for Seth where he imprints on a Cullen and by some vampire blocking stuff the others don’t learn and it’s just them sneaking off and being secretive and cute (sorry this is long) to build on that maybe like a part 2 or something where the cullens and wolves learn because who doesn’t love a little bit of angst. anyways i love how you write seth <3″

notes: this is so cutie🥺🤍 also reader and seth are 18+ per usual

warnings: lots of fluff, smutty themes?

...

seth had imprinted on you two months ago. and, for the past two months, you had managed to keep it a secret from both the wolves and cullens seeing as tensions between the two were at an all-time high thanks to the bella/edward/jacob situation nearly exploding over victoria and the mini-army she was building.

thankfully though, you had shield powers which, by some work of magic, extended themselves to seth making it so both of your thoughts about each other were protected from edward’s mind-reading abilities and the pack’s mind-link. 

recently, the pack and cullens had agreed to a modified patrol schedule so both groups could keep bella’s home protected. this meant that you and seth were seeing each other slightly more than before and, lucky for you, the two of you got put on patrol together for the night shift. 

despite the show you put on about being miserable to be paired with a ‘dog,’ you were over the moon you could finally have some alone time with seth without having to lie to everyone about where you were.

you had arrived at the lookout point the two of you were stationed at for the night, far up on the mountains, when you felt seth’s familiar hands slip around your waist from behind you, startling you. “didn’t mean to scare you,” he murmured, pressing his lips to the crook of your neck for a gentle kiss, “jus’ missed you.” 

you sighed, melting into his touch, taking his hands and wrapping them around your waist, “i missed you too.” you cooed, guiding his hands up your abdomen until they rested at your breasts, letting out a soft moan when seth squeezed at them gently. 

you turned in his grasp so you could face him, pressing your hands against his chest and peeking up at him, “i hate doing this.” you murmured, sliding your hand up his chest to wrap around his neck and pull him down to kiss you. 

he sighed softly as your lips connected, sliding his hands down to your hips and backing you up into a nearby tree so he could press you against it as he kissed you, “i know,” he murmured as he pulled away for a moment to take a breath, “i don’t know what to do.” he explained softly before pressing his lips to yours again, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist and slid his hand up your back until he knotted his fingers in your hair, tugging softly.

you whined at the touch, arching your back against the rough bark of the tree in an attempt to get closer to him. you rested your elbows on his shoulder, knotting your fingers in his hair as you kissed him, “i think we just need to tell them.” you pulled away to murmur and he nodded, pulling you back to kiss you again and pressing himself against you so he could grind his hips against yours.

you whimpered at the action, tightening your legs around his waist, “we can figure it out later, i jus’ need you right now.” he murmured against your lips.

—

when you arrived back at the cullen’s house around dawn the next morning, you were immediately greeted by disgusted faces from your ‘brothers,’ emmett and jasper. “you smell like a dog.” emmett said with a groan, “what were you even doing with him? i never have that problem when i have patrol with paul.” he added and you rolled your eyes, laughing softly. 

“i know,” you groaned, putting on a show of disdain for the two of them, “give it a few hours.” you rolled your eyes, heading into the house.

they both laughed, emmett adding, “did you see carlisle has us training with them today? we’re heading out in about an hour.” you shook your head, rolling your eyes again as you continued up the stairs and towards the front door.

jasper chuckled, softly adding, “everyone has a sparring partner for the day, and lucky you got paired up with your patrol buddy.” 

that caught your attention. you turned, looking at the two of them, “i’m fighting seth?” you asked incrediously. to them it probably seemed like you were disgusted, but in reality you were more concerned about the fact that you would be fighting your mate. 

both of them burst out in laughter, “i knew you’d love it!” emmett exclaimed sarcastically and you let out a loud groan before heading into the house.

…

within the next hour, you and the rest of the cullens had arrived at the training spot, a small clearing deep in the woods. unfortunately for you, you weren’t able to give seth any heads up and he was presumably just as shocked as you were when carlisle announced everyone’s sparring partners.

you were cautiously watching as the first few pairs fought, sparing a few nervous glances to seth every now and then which he reciprocated. while you failed to try and figure out a way to fight him without actually hurting him, carlisle announced that you and seth were up.

you sighed, pushing yourself up from your seated position and entered the small clearing. seth trotted in a moment after you, him along with the rest of the pack in their wolf form for training. 

jasper stepped in after to explain the rules, “okay so you two know the gist. seth don’t let get her arms around you and y/n don’t let him bite your head off.” he teased, eliciting a few chuckles from carlisle, edward, and emmett. 

you groaned, rolling your eyes at jasper, “how do we know when we’re done? i’d like to get this over as quickly as possible.” you explained exasperatedly, looking from seth to jasper desperately.

jasper chuckled, “for complaining about it, you’re done when i say so.” you let out a loud sigh, grumbling something about jasper being an egotistical ex-confederate as you got into a fighting stance, seth standing on the opposite side of the circle as you.

“alright, alright. you start on my count,” jasper explained. you didn’t even spare him a glance, too focused on seth, “3, 2, 1!” 

the two of you didn’t move. both of you trying to figure out how to get out of this without hurting each other and without exposing your secret. 

“oh my god you two suck!” emmett hollared from behind you, “get on the offense y/n!” 

you sucked in a breath, watching seth for any indication on what to do. unfortunately for you, he looked just as confused.

“i’m sorry” you mouthed to him hoping he’d forgive you, before lunging at him. both of you ended up on the forest floor wrestling for a moment before seth managed to pin you under him, his paws holding your wrists above your head as both of you panted. 

“keep going y/n,” jasper ordered, “i know you’re better than that!” 

you looked up at seth, “i can’t do this anymore,” you murmured trying to read his expression before he nodded.

you sighed, looking to the side at edward before lowering your mind shield, revealing both of your thoughts to edward who nearly choked when he finally saw what was going on. 

everyone quickly noticed edward’s reaction, giving you and seth a moment to compose yourselves and for you to get out from underneath him. 

you and edward held eye contact, daring him to explain to everyone what he saw, “she’s his imprint.” edward explained, eliciting gasps from most of the cullens.

seth leaned against your side, nuzzling your side encouragingly. you sighed threading your fingers through the fur on his head to soothe yourself as you mentally braced yourself to be chewed out by everyone.

carlisle was the first to break the silence, “he’s your mate?” he asked, softer than you expected. 

you nodded, turning your attention to the blonde male as he thought about his next question, “how long have you known?” 

you gnawed at your bottom lip nervously, “2 months.” you whispered softly, halting your fingers from continuing to stroke at seth’s fur.

carlisle nodded, looking at you and seth sadly, “i apologize that you both felt like you couldn’t tell us. we shouldn’t have put you in a situation like that.” 

you nodded, frowning and, if you were a human, you imagined you would’ve cried. carlisle opened his arms and you whimpered, stepping forward into his arms and allowed him to pull you into a tight hug. 

he was always more of a father figure to you than the other cullens and that served as one of many reasons why you always wanted to make him proud of you. you felt relief that at least he was happy for you.

“‘m sorry honey.” esme’s soft voice came from behind you and you whimpered, releasing your grip on carlisle to turn to her and allowed her to pull you into a hug as well. “carlisle is right. we shouldn’t have put you in that situation to begin with.” she cooed, holding your head to her chest and rubbing her hand up and down your back soothingly with her free hand. 

seth’s familiar touch came next, and you turned, smiling as you noticed that he had shifted back to his human form, now wearing a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt. 

“i love you.” you whispered, allowing him to pull you into a tight hug as he pressed his lips to your hair.

“i love you too pretty girl.” he cooed, holding you tightly to his chest. you smiled, flattening your palms against his chest as you turned your attention to the pack.

“are they okay with it?” you asked softly, looking back to seth as he smiled.

“‘course they’re okay with it. they have to be - tribal rules.” he explained pressing another gentle kiss to your forehead.

you nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. emmett was the first to break the silence from behind you, “wait so let me get this straight - you smelled like wet dog this morning because you were fucking him on patrol?” he asked before breaking out into booming laughter with jasper and edward. 

despite your mortification at his query, at least you knew you didn’t have to hide your mate anymore. 

[mydollsmovearoundatnight]

~Delfina Young next to her dress inspiration~