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power for a penny || open
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📍 #JARDÍN: “Toma, esta te querdaría bien.” Habla de la corona de flores que extiende hacia la persona que se le acerca. Ha estado un buen tiempo allí, en esa banquita descuidada, entrelazando los tallos de las flores silvestres que ha encontrado en este rato.
#starter.#abro con jasper y contesto jej#solo cuento los likes desde el blog de starters !!#conté hasta zimo !!
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"Survival in The Unknown can be really rough with nobody around to watch your back. Luckily for you, wolves and corvids have an outstanding symbiotic relationship!
- Talon the raven, probably
A long overdue art piece for my Over the Garden Wall AU involving a pair of characters from an original story of mine.
Jasper is a young werewolf who one day finds himself roaming in a mysterious and unknown land following an altercation with others of his kind, while Talon is a denizen of the unknown and has been for quite some time.
#over the garden wall#otgw#otgw au#otgw art#otgw aesthetic#original art#original character#original story#oc art#oc artwork#oc artist#oc art tag#digital art#werewolves#wolves#ravens#crows#corvids#corvidae#corvid birds#This is a much darker AU characterwise than what the original story has to offer.#Jasper has it much better in the canon timeline of the story that he's from.#But part of what OTGW represents is a dark and somber atmosphere.#So I went with the original (much sadder and more disturbing) backstory that I'd given Jasper prior to recent revisions.#For Starters - The symbolism of Jasper's necklace.#In canon it belongs to his mentor/mother figure - who wears it herself as a part of werewolf tradition.#In werewolf culture - it's customary for expectant mothers to craft themselves a necklace like this one during gestation.#A healer later blesses the necklace for the bloodlines good fortune - and said necklace usually bares symbolic coloring.#The coloring can vary based on individual preferences and perceived need of different blessings and attributes.#In this AU Jasper wears the necklace himself in memorium because his mentor and her unborn children died prior to the birth.
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closed starter: @jaspermorgan
where: seascape hotel
Moving to Aurora Bay was probably the most impulsive thing Hannah had ever done in her life. But after losing her mother and discovering the people she loved the most was holding onto a secret of who her father was hurt her so badly she couldn't even imagine staying the night with her grandparents in London.
She'd moved to Aurora Bay with no plan other than trying to find her father and it wasn't until she settled into her condo that she really started thinking about it all logically. What if he had no idea who she was? What if he knew exactly who she was but he didn't care and wanted nothing to do with her? Did he know her mother was dead? Surely he did, it was all in the headlines when it happened. Did he hate her mother? Would he hate her? There were too many questions and too much anxiety ripping through her as Hannah stood in front of the Seascape hotel.
Hannah had tracked her father down to this location and she was terrified, feeling as though her feet were frozen to the parking lot as she watched guests and employees walk in and out of the revolving doors. She'd come all this way and she wasn't going to let herself chicken out now.
With a deep breath and with way more effort than it should've taken, Hannah started walked into the hotel. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the beautiful lobby and she smiled when she looked across the way and saw the amazing view of the ocean through the large windows at the back. But she wasn't here to gawk, and she tried to snap herself out of it and get down to business. She turned and saw the front desk, a man stood behind it with his back turned to her and she swallowed hard before walking up to the desk and speaking. "Excuse me? I'm looking for Jasper Morgan."
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closed for: @jaspermorgan
where: sharky’s halloween party
In a sea of faces he's not particularly enthused to see, Santiago's glad to see one that he's always glad to spot in the crowd, even if it did take him a second due to the glasses Jasper wore throwing him off.
"Who'd you decide to come as?" He asks when he's close enough to be heard, failing to conjure up a guess while he made his way over.
#closed starter.#thread.#ft. jasper morgan.#jasper 002.#event: sharky's halloween party.#ab.halloween#jaspermorgan
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Fair warning to everyone else that's living or working far away from any and all cave entrances in town: Do not approach the holes. There's a strange odor that's similar to the stench of rotten eggs, so that's already a red flag. If that doesn't persuade you not to go, there's also some sort of rumbling from deep within.
Worry not, though, because the University has finally allowed me to do some official digging around. [user was only allowed after the dean finally got too annoyed and even then they're not confident he'll figure something important or useful]
Unless you're a geologist like myself, or a scientist of an equal caliber, please respect the tape and DO NOT sneak into the mines. Let the professionals handle this.
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the sprawling stairs found in the volturi castle never cease to give jasper some trouble. his difficulty with stairs is… well, it holds steadfast. leg lags, and he has to pause after nearly every step to readjust and adjust his footing. after the first ten or so, he adjusts himself to where his limp isn't as prominent. it always takes him awhile to get his bearings and fix it. the limp, while not necessary, is such a big part of him that he struggles to walk without it. even if it makes things like stairs more difficult. once at the top, his hand finds hers. a reassured little smile playing at the edges of his lips. ❝ ready , darlin' ? ❞ / @maerps ( requested jasper for dora ! )
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closed for: @jaspermorgan
where: his office, seascape hotel
"Loud and clear boss, loud and clear, in and out and no fucking around," Atlas says with a mocking salute as he turns away from the security guard who was unconvinced about letting him use the bathroom after they had argued for ten minutes straight about why he wouldn't be calling the owner down to the lobby.
"Fucking dick," He mumbles as he makes his way in the direction of the ground floor restroom and then keeps on going. There's no escaping that he was on a ticking clock, and after getting reluctant directions from a maid, he was riding the elevator until it dinged to a stop on the floor he had been instructed one Jasper Morgan's office was.
When he finds it, he presses his ear to the door and listens closely, trying to hear any sounds of voices on the other side. From what Google had to say, he sounded like a busy fellow and interrupting a meeting would be a bad first impression.
He can't hear any conversation, but he thinks he can faintly hear a familiar tune and the added curiosity has him knocking on the door and hoping that it gets answered before the same security guard from down below has the chance to find and tackle him.
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Lavish Influence | Jasper & Isabela
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“i bet we'd have really good bed chem. wanna experiment and test that theory out?”
#open starter.#interaction: jasper bang.#he really thought they ate with this pick up line#he's probably drunk tbf
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Jasper laid there... Fuming for all intent and purpose. "So you flirt... run around all night... and I'm just supposed to let you in here and pretend like it's me you want?" Well, if they were gonna make an effort... "Why don't you stop the chit chat... and show me it's me you want most."
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closed for: @jaspermorgan
where: four leaf
"Uh huh," Santiago says in the most unconvinced tone imaginable, barely following the thread of consciousness the Wisconsin native sitting in front of him was leading him down. It had started with the weather and somehow had twisted and turned into whether or not UFOs were real.
( They were, if Jerry Schultz was being asked and Santiago wishes he hadn't. )
He spots his out from the conversation in the form of a familiar face approaching the bar, making empty apologies to the patron as he stepped down the bar to greet his friend.
"Jasper Morgan, aren't we lucky tonight. You here to see this face?" He says of his own before he's unable to stop himself from what he suspects is the true appeal of his Irish Pub to Mr. Hollywood, "Or were you hoping to see a far prettier one than mine with a real nice English accent like yours?"
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closed starter: @jaspermorgan
where: four leaf
Roxy had popped out of the kitchen for just a moment when she spotted a rather familiar face at the bar. She audibly gasped at the sight of him and she wished she could hide but it was too late. Jasper was the man who'd offered her a job at the hotel in town and as good of an opportunity as it was for her, Roxy hated the idea of leaving the pub and Santiago behind.
"I hope you only came here for a burger and beer." She told him almost playfully as she hoped he wasn't going to ask her about the job again. Only because she was torn though.
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Open Starter
Jasper Breeland - 32, bisexual, photojournalist
Written solely in beta editor
Connection Vibe - Secret lover (background up to you!)
“Ya know, the more I sit in here, the more I think we’ll be grand here for a few days. It’s a nice place, and ain’t nobody we know gonna come this far into New Orleans, especially not down by the docks,” Jasper mused.
The seemingly casual statement held a deeper meaning. By ‘nobody’, he meant their families, and by ‘alright’, he meant they’d be safe from either one of their kin trying to drag them back to the dusty corner of rural Louisiana playing host to their decades-long feud, which saw Jasper and them on opposing sides, like a Bayou Romeo and Juliet.
Jasper sat opposite his lover on the floor of the tiny studio apartment. Cajun takeout and Jameson whiskey sat between them, whilst a small fire burned in the corner. The mattress where they’d sleep sat close by, with the bags they’d grabbed in their hurry at the end. It was a small and makeshift place, but a tiny, hidden corner of a sprawling city.
Despite the dark predicament, Jasper smiled at them. “Come on, darlin’, let me see you smile at least. You know, even just that makes me happier than any of them ever could.”
#indie smut rp#indie smut starter#open rp starter#indie kink rp#open starter#starter: jasper breeland#/open to mutuals or non!
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"How do you expect me to do my job when you keep disappearing on me?"
#( starter ║ open )#( jasper frost ║ starter )#indie rp#indie the royals rp#bodyguard and princess trope?????
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hrloo, does anyone know how to fix face? i mean, hypothetically, if someone lost their face, how does one fix it? is this even sending? wheasjdah 3fDS
#wickedstarter#❖《 ⋯ ♖ starter ♜ ⋯ 》❖#jasper is sending this from the mines probably#this his 9th attempt#❖《 ⋯ ♖ no-face jasper era ♜ ⋯ 》❖
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