SHADOW GAMES

VERSE 1: (post!iotdrpg) Jasper is living his best life with associates that chill around Mystic Falls. He’s nosy but he has good vibes and is doing his thing. Just with whatever. Slut for drama. 

VERSE 2: (king of hell) After ambushing the last failures of the line for Hell, Jasper is now their King and ruling hell. Hell also has good strong wifi connection because it’s what the demon deserves. This verse follows Jas as King with much bigger responsibilities and such. 

VERSE 3: (human!jasper) Humanity crept into the demon slowly and he grew soft. Demons didn’t trust him and he was left on his own. In this time, he searched for the cure so he could go back to trying to live the human life in 21st century that he never got before he died and went to hell. 

He definitely felt kind of weird. He kind of expected Jasper to want something from him. Like Levi needed to pay up, or something. He wasn’t used to men giving him things. Usually, there was always a price. With women, it was easier. They expected less. Or more like, demanded less. “Coulda texted back at least a one liner with your old dusty fingers,” Levi retorted. What if Levi was really in danger? He shouldn’t have tried to get help, anyway. He didn’t trust anyone. “It’s fine,” he commented. It ended up being fine, because Levi managed to always be fine. “Mmm, so you been stalking me, old guy? Figures,” he snorted, only to crack a hint of a smile. Levi, despite being a complete idiot, had a lot to be proud of. And he was a prideful person, too. “You been fucking Lucifer?” he asked, only to be obnoxious, “Heard he has a tiny dick.”

He’d kind of hoped Levi wouldn’t feel too strongly about it. But then again, he understood. And Jasper only felt bad about certain things he’d did but he also got a lot better at understanding other people as well as himself. He didn’t feel horrible if he could be sentimental and not heartless when it came to one of the few people he gave a damn about. He struggled to say it. He’d waited a few moments of silence before he finally found it within himself to say. “I’m sorry, kid. I am. I won’t let it happen again, I promise.” And if Jasper’s authentic about anything, it’s about his word. Unlike other demons, Jasper wasn’t just without morals. He did bad things a lot of the time because of his lack of humanity but his evil was bred from the conditions of his human life. He wasn’t born evil. He’d say otherwise though. “And yeah, if you went and got yourself killed, it’d be me bailing you out. And I’d wanna know..” He shrugs his shoulders. “I’ve never met Lucifer. He’s in some dog cage somewhere in Hell. He got out once but he got himself thrown back in there. It’s kinda funny. Fallen Archangel and God’s previous favourite, now a bitch to the demons he created.” Jasper shrugs. Lucifer, as much as he respects him, wasn’t what Jasper had always though. And Hell’s structure had changed. He was way higher up the hierarchy than he was before. Not bound to anyone and powerful enough to be a threat to others. Just how he wants. “So nah.  Lucifer’s being fucked by his own mistakes. I’m not fucking anyone, lately. Are you? You with your baby’s mama? What’s the sitch there?” 

Levi was starting to feel better. It had been a while since Bellamy had left, and he managed to clear the house of her, so when he went home, he wasn’t really thinking about her. Out of sight, out of mind, as they say. He also was preoccupied at the station, thriving off of his new power, reveling in that instead of his knocked down self-esteem. He made his way home, still in uniform, not expecting to see the familiar demon on his sofa. The demon he texted when he was in trouble with the whole Sofia thing. But he decided to show up, of all times, now. His jaw fell open, hanging there for a second before raising an eyebrow, “I texted you.” His eyebrows scrunched together in a moping fashion. The truth was that he didn’t ask for help, pretty much ever, but when he did and Jasper didn’t show up to bail him out…well, that kind of hurt.

At first, he didn’t say anything to that at first. Dealing with emotions was still a fairly new concept that only very few people got to see in him. He was a demon. They were supposed to be burnt out of him in Hell but some people brought them back out. “Yeah.” Was his short reply. He didn’t know what to say really and apologizing was still hard for him too. Letting him down shouldn’t matter, should it? He itched his nose. Truth be told, at the time, he thought Levi could handle it but then again, if he could, perhaps Levi wouldn’t have messaged him if it wasn’t an emergency. He huffs out a sigh. “So you’re mad at me. Figures” He just stated as it was a matter of fact, pushing himself up from his seat. “I’m sure whatever mess it was, you got it cleared up, huh kid? Don’t you always?” He moved a hand to his shoulder after taking off his glasses to look him dead in the eye. Deep down, he did care. Of course, he did. He saw so much of himself in Levi it’s hard not to give a damn. But distance had made him rusty at being completely emotional. “Been keeping an eye on ya. You’ve been busy. Running for Sheriff? Got a kid I didn’t know about. Proud you, you know?” And that’s genuine. That was easier than an apology and he still meant it. “You’ve been doing good without me.” Inferring that all the support Jas had given him, he didn’t need anymore. He was his own guy and that’s all Jas could have wished for him. That and all the success he deserves. “Real good.” 

“Who you calling bitch, dick?”he continued, before rolling his eyes. “Yeah, I gave her the biggest problems in town. Just a thing I like to do with women–be difficult. Have you ever talked to a girl, Jasper?” He kept teasing, he knew fully well Jasper wouldn’t kill him. 

“You, dumbass. I’m calling you bitch.” Jasper could keep up this joke up for as long as he wanted and really, he expected Levi too as well. It’s probably why they get on so well. He shrugs off the girl topic and remarks from Levi because he couldn't talk about that stuff. He didn't want to. It's unimportant. "I get the feeling you're difficult with everyone.  You've got a dark soul, kid. Kind of why I don't totally kick you're as when you say dumb shit like that."

 Dante isn’t my King? Let’s just get that straight. However, I do think he’s put in the work. AKA: Made people do things for him because he’s lazy but hey. Whatever makes the fire in hell red, right? 

I guess, by default. Katherine. She’s an absolute doll. She’d be a great demon, you know?And even bigger bad bitch if that’s even fucking possible? Scarlett is the only person that doesn’t make me want to kill anyone right now. I just want to talk wit her. She’s cool. She’s smart. Keeps me on my toes. That’s just kinda great. If I have to say a last person, Levi. The kid reminds me of me. Gotta look after that little shit, I suppose. 

I mean, I guess. Though it’s a little fuzzy, I was human once about a time so it’s a little hypocritical of me to say I don’t admire anything. I have always admired good parenting. It’s a lot of responsibility. Shit parents who fuck up their kids have a special pit in hell reserved for them next to pedophiles. Those handle the hurdles of parenthood are admirable in every way.  I might be a demonic hell entity, but even I’m not so fucked up to hurt children?