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#empiresrise : a dependent blog exclusively for willowglenhq written by sky ( twenty5. she/her. gmt )
jaspermorgan : billy crudup. fifty5. he/him. businessman. ──── intro. pinterest.

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❛ ⅋ 𝐢. 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 ( 0 / 5 ) ━ setting description : morgan's landing.
it had always been more of a hobby than anything else , something she never quite managed to grow out of no matter how much life tried to pull her in other directions. snow stepped out of the cockpit and onto the concrete , her boots landing with a heavy , familiar crush as she tilted her head toward the sky , reading it the way other people read a mood. it wasn’t in their favor today. she let out a small , apologetic smile as she turned back to him. “ weather’s not up for it , ” she said softly but firmly. “ sorry , i don’t wanna risk it. maybe next time ? ”
she shifted her weight, then softened the refusal with something warmer , something meant to ease the disappointment. “ hey , i’ll make it up to you. we can grab lunch instead , i’ll have it delivered to the hangar and you can come by , see all my trinkets. ” a faint spark flickered in her expression at that , a little more alive now than a moment ago. “ it’s not as cool as flying today , but … it’s still me. ”
Jasper had been looking forward to this day all week, excitement sparking within him whenever he remembered he’d be going flying with sister. It had been a while since they had the chance to do it, both swamped with work commitments, so when Snow broke the bad news, he couldn’t help but feel a deep twinge of disappointment.
“Nevermind,” Jasper replied, cracking a smile. “The weather has no master and although I consider myself quite powerful, I cannot control it.” He laughed. “Sure, next time. I hope we can do it sooner rather than later, hopefully now the weather is getting better every day. Well, today was an anomaly.”
His smile then turned softer, happier, as he put his hand gently on Snow’s shoulder. “Still you. I wouldn’t want you any other way. I love spending time with you, sis, and it doesn’t matter what we do. Lunch sounds wonderful, thank you. What do you fancy?”
JASPER MORGAN'S HOUSE TOUR! ── TASK 001
░░░ 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥 : 𝟭𝟬 𝗮𝗺 , 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝘁
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conrad thought he'd be used to it by now : the schmoozing , the shows of concern over someone's unimportant problems , the free things he had to act overly gracious for . but the truth is , he hadn't really realized how demanding the mayor's office was . sure , conrad had pictured town halls , budget meetings , public appearances . . . but this ? strolling along at the sunday farmer's market , trying ( and failing ) to look invisible ? this was the worst part . he can feel someone creeping up behind him again , a secret prayer sent upstairs that it isn't mrs . taylor again coming to remind him that the teenagers at the skatepark must be stopped . he fixes his face into an approachable expression and turns toward them . “ oh ! well , good mornin' , ” almost a look of relief crossing his face as he takes in the person opposite him . he immediately starts a conversation , almost to save himself the hassle of talking shop . “ i'll tell you what — every week i tell myself i'm gon' get here in time for the cinnamon rolls . n' every week , i get here too late . i'm startin' to think they're just a myth . ” he doesn't even care for cinnamon rolls , but they don't need to know that . . .
It was hard not to recognise Conrad Langford, even at somewhere as lowkey as the market, but it was also a rarity. Like Jasper, he spent most of his time at work, yet Jasper himself couldn’t imagine the responsibility that was beared upon the older man’s shoulders. Looking after a whole town, making sure things were safe and people were happy, was not for the faint hearted.
“Good morning, Mayor,” Jasper replied with a wide smile. “I was wondering if I’d actually seen you here or whether you had a doppelgänger in town somewhere. It’s great to see you. And it’s been a while, huh?”
Jasper crossed paths with Conrad fairly often at some local event or through business. But it was nice to see him in a more relaxed environment. Actually, the same went for himself; he was taking it a little easier today with work not being as overwhelming as it usually was. That wouldn’t last, though, he was sure if it, despite Sunday being the day of rest.
“I tell myself the same thing about the pain au chocolate,” Jasper then added. “And sometimes I do get lucky, but they’re always so damn popular. I’d rather not get any than buy them from the store. Once you try the ones they sell here you can’t possibly have any other kind. Homemade is always the best, don’t you agree?”
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There's a slight chill in the air. Ivo's decided to make the most of it by stepping out for a smoke. He should probably stop. But if he started going down the list of things he should be doing, well, there'd be no end, and he wouldn't be Ivo Dolenec then, would he?
Still, tonight at least inspires a more charitable mood in him than usual. He holds out his carton of cigarettes, and offers a polite enough, “want one?”
@empiresrise / @chrryredds, ?
“Ah, I don’t smoke,” Jasper replied with a friendly smile and a gentle dismissive wave. “But thank you for the offer.”
The smell reminded him of his father standing outside in the middle of summer, a cigarette or cigar in hand, as he surveyed his palace-like garden. He, too, never wore summer-appropriate clothing, opting to stay in his shirt and ironed trousers, something which Jasper had subconsciously taken on. He was glad that he’d never taken after his father as far as smoking was concerned, though.
“I know you, don’t I?” He then said. “Sorry, I don’t mean to just come out with it, uh… You’ve been on television, right? I just can’t place where specifically.”
status : closed for jasper morgan ( @empiresrise ) or jules carrasco ( @chrryreds ). location : outside of georgia's.
the texas sun beats down on jina, an uncomfortable kind of heat that native bostonian has yet to get accustomed to. she holds an ice cream cone from the famed parlor, but she swears it hasn't done anything to help. if anything, it's just melting all over the sidewalk. " oh, i'm miserable ! " she huffs, something akin to a frustrated kitten. " how does anyone live in this kind of heat !? " jina exhales, shaking melted strawberry ice cream from her hand before noticing that her mini outburst did not go unnoticed. " um— just pretend you didn't see any of that. "
The stranger’s sudden outburst startled Jasper as he walked past Georgia’s, but he could see that the younger woman wasn’t having a good time at all.
Nevertheless, he offered her a bright smile. “It’s hard to pretend when you’re huffing and puffing like that on the sidewalk. Are you okay? Sorry, silly question, right? I thought ice-cream made anything better. Unless you’re miserable because of the ice-cream melting, then I completely understand. Honestly, you’re right about the heat; I’ve lived here my whole life and I’ve never gotten used to it.”
That and the fact Jasper practically refused to wear typical summer clothing. He wouldn’t be caught dead in shorts. That’s why air conditioning was so vital in his home.
“Here,” he then said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a precisely folded tissue. “For your hand. I promise it’s clean.”
( open starter from gabriel herrera ! ) gabriel hadn't really been paying attention to the movie for the last fifteen minutes or so. his brows knit, and there's a frown on his face as he studies the little pieces in his hand. "we'll need to have someone revise the design of this puzzle." he held the snack box puzzle, tiny in his large hand as he sighed, tossing it on top of the dashboard. "how ironic, a happy meal should make me happy, not stressed." — location: moonlight drive in
“Stressed Meal doesn’t have the same appeal to consumers,” Jasper laughed. “Which, I might remind you, are children.”
He then nudged Gabriel playfully. “Come on, man. You’re missing out on the film. It’s such a classic. If I knew you’d be so fixated on that-“ he gestured to the puzzle. “-I’d have left you at home. I brought you out to relax whilst we both had some spare time, but now I’m feeling like a spare part. You’d be a lot happier if you forgot about the unnecessary stress, but if it means that much to you I can help you write a letter of complaint about that puzzle.”
fighting to the urge to ask “what do you honestly think about me and please provide as much detail as possible”
Cory watching for Fred’s reaction while the media reveals list of Mitch’s sexual misconduct allegations.
The Morning Show 1.05 No One’s Gonna Harm You, Not While I’m Around dir. by Mimi Leder

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the way to the morgan estate had been ingrained in his mind ; he hadn’t lived in the manor in decades — happy to let his older brother take it as the current head of the family — , but it had been home for a long while . in a way , it still was . it was the reason why he didn’t bother ringing a doorbell or waiting for a formal invitation ; instead , he just let himself in . callum knew that jasper wouldn’t have it any other way , and if he did , well , he would do it anyway if only to annoy his big brother . for old time's sake .
he let his shoes by the door before moving deeper into the house , knowing exactly where to find his brother . “ couldn’t even wait for me ? ” he quipped , lips curled in a playful grin as he accepted his older brother’s hug . the man had always been more physical with his affections than even their parents were , but cal was used to jasper’s ways . just like he had gotten used to the nickname that had annoyed him to no end when he had been all of ten years old and trying to prove to his much older brother that he could tag along with him and his friends . “ i’ll have what you’re having , ” he nodded toward the tumbler . “ as long as it’s one of mine , ” he joked .
Jasper laughed. "Wait for you? Nah, you got here too late. I've spent the last forty-odd years waiting for you to catch up and I'm not taking it easy on you now. The only thing you got ahead of me on was your growth spurt, which I'm still mad about."
For almost all of their lives, strangers had assumed that Callum was the older of the two simply because he was taller and much to Jasper disgruntlement it amused his brother greatly.
"Of course it's one of yours," he then grinned, leaning down over the table to grab the bottle of whisky and pouring some of the aromatic amber liquid into another crystal glass before sliding it over to Callum. "I thought you might kill me if I offered you anything else. Besides, the scotch is my favourite and I'm not sharing that with anyone. Not even you, Cal."
He then held up his glass to his brother, still beaming and looking at him with a glint of pride. "To family, and the hope that I don't get sick of you by the time this night is over."
" come to find out that this so-called ' new-hire ' is busy makin’ tiktoks in the damn freezer, lettin’ all the cold air out. " he takes a drink of his beer and hisses with satisfaction, using his wrist to wipe away any froth that's accumulated in his beard; the perfect sip for a day at the country club. " with all the icicles comin' out of my employees' nostrils, you'd think we were in the damn arctic ! " merrick taps jasper's bicep with the back of his hand, turning his nose up at him. " you got siblin's closer to that age, don't ya ? they tech-friendly ? "
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Disappointed but not surprised at Merrick's tale, Jasper shook his head. "Call me old and cantankerous, but the younger generation have no idea how the real world works. I'm all for teaching them and being patient as they learn because this world is tough, but using their work time for personal endeavours is ridiculous. Leaving the freezer open could jeopardise your business and in turn their job and I think that the younger people of today are too focused on making themselves look good instead of remembering they're a cog in a much larger machine that is there to benefit everyone."
That was Jasper. Ever the business-orientated. It was too engrained in his bones and ran deep in his blood. He was never going to change. There was already too many things evolving in the world and that was hard enough to keep track of without having to lose himself to cope.
"Yeah," he added. "Evander is twenty years younger than me and sometimes that can feel like several generations. He knows way more about tech than I do- so my nieces and nephews- and I can feel like a grandpa that doesn't even know what an email is. God, my parents would have hated how rapid technology had progressed recently, especially my father. I can hear him in the back of my head grumbling and complaining."
Jasper let out a soft laugh, then taking a sip of his whisky. He thought of his father a lot, but no very often in a more relaxed light. He sometime forgot Conrad had been another person outside of his business persona, which was the side of him that most people knew, Jasper included, despite being his son.
"Anyway," he then said, not wanting to get overly sentimental. "How's things outside of work? You been up to anything good?"
WHO: Jasper Morgan (@empiresrise)WHERE: Uncle Jasper's House
"Mhmmm," he groans at the sudden hit of sunlight casting across his face. The last thing he remembered from the night before was calling his uncle for help. A house party, then a bar, and then another bar, and someone's backyard? Yeah, that seemed right. He hadn't gone this hard since before the accident, and the last thing he needed to do was walk into the Juniper, where his father lived, and cause another issue for the Morgans. Not wanting to bother Evander, he figured Jasper would come in clutch, and sure enough, he did. "What time is it? My head is killing me."
Jasper had answered Grayson’s call at some godforsaken hour and somehow immediately knew when his nephew’s name popped up on the screen that he needed help. Jasper was never going to deny help, especially to his family and even more so knowing Grayson’s recent history.
The older man had driven to the stranger’s house where Grayson had been to pick him up, ensuring he was safe, before bringing him back to the Morgan estate and tucking him up in one of the spare rooms. Jasper had left his nephew in a heavy sleep and knew that a hangover would follow in the morning.
Jasper glanced at his watch before responding with a gentle smile. “Time you got up. And no wonder your head hurts with the state you were in last night. What were you thinking, Gray? You could have seriously hurt yourself.” Again.
He didn’t mean to lecture. He didn’t mean to parent when it wasn’t his place. He was just concerned.
“Anyway,” Jasper then said, changing the subject, his voice softening. “I’ve made some breakfast for you. I won’t let you leave here with an empty stomach and certainly not without having something to help with your headache.”
📘 » what is a memory that makes your character feel proud ? describe the memory .
When Jasper graduated from college. He felt like it was the first thing in life he’d done on his own merit and without influence from anyone other than his peers and professors. He’d worked incredibly hard for almost four years, to better himself, to change his mindset, to make his family proud. The graduation ceremony was on a warm sunny day and his whole family turned out to celebrate and support him, followed by a party in the evening. He’d never felt such achievement before and such pride in himself. He keeps his degree certificate in an ornate gold frame in his office, looking at it with a soft smile and reminiscing.
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“d'you like scones?” tarik asks the nearest passerby, tone near desperation, holding up a large canvas tote overflowing with wrapped-up baked goods. “i made waaay too many and now i dunno what to do with ‘em…” a near constant problem when tarik bakes. and he and his son could not live on just scones alone. seemed unhealthy. “i’ve got cranberry orange, cheddar chive, and blueberry – you can have as many as you want! for free. please.”
The question pleasantly surprised Jasper. Taking free food from a stranger was unwise to say the least, but there was sincerity and joviality in his demeanour and Jasper felt like he couldn’t refuse a man in need.
His face lit up. “I adore scones. And they all sound fantastic, but… I’m a sucker for anything blueberry, so I’ll have one of those, please.” A pause. “How on Earth did you end up with so many scones that you had to go around asking people if they wanted to take one off your hands?”

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I wear suits now. THE BEAR: 2.07 || 2.08
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"you'd think that people would know not to step right into my frame, huh?" it wasn't as if nicky didn't have a, frankly, gigantic camera around his neck — or that he had set up the area almost perfectly to get the shot, people always seemed to wander into the frame as if they had never seen a photographer before, usually on their phone — like this guy, "i'll have to set it all up again, ugh, there's only so much time to get the shot."
On a rare occasion, Jasper found himself at the nature reserve: a far-cry from his usual world of technology and chaos. It was a place to decompress and remember that the world was bigger than just his office. Here, it was peaceful and glorious and there was always something to catch his eye. What he wasn't expecting to catch his eye was Nicky, who Jasper was a great admirer of.
"I'd say that cordoning off a little space for yourself would be extreme," he said. "Because, well, this is the outdoors, but people would be stupid enough to still invade that space; I can't tell you the amount of times I've seen that before... I don't think you can win. Unless you happen to have a really scary dog you could bring with you to bark and snap when people get too close."
He then glanced around at the leafy scenery before turning back to Nicky. "I can help you if you'd like? I don't know much use I'll be, but I'd really like to see you get the shot you're after. I, uh... know your work, so I know it would be worth the effort."