#jas;starter

Jasper fiddled with the keys in his hand. It had been almost a year, since Jasper left. He figured they may have changed the locks since then, so he put the keys back in his pocket and just rang the doorbell. He had his reasons to leave. He couldn’t tell anyone anything, he just left without a word. Something he regretted doing. He was actually a little nervous, while waiting for them to open the door.

“Your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like..”

closed rp with @fourgaymuses

Jasper stood in front of his very-soon-to-be-husband, Matthew, holding his hands in his and looking down. Jasper wasn’t very excited of this arranged marriage. He was told only a month before the wedding. Sure, the two had met before, but no one told them it was for the arrangement. The two great Kingdoms would be united by this marriage. 

They were both a lot alike, but Jasper had never really thought about getting this serious with Matt. At least not this fast. Sure he liked Matt. But this marriage came a little too soon. Jasper wasn’t sure what Matthew felt about all this, but neither of them didn’t really have other choices. Jasper looked up at Matthew, when he was asked if he wanted to marry the other, in sickness and in health. “...I do.” 

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

open for: m plot: your muse is the new kid in town, new in high school. Jasper is sort of a mysterious “lone wolf,” who actually takes interest in the new kid.

@dysfucktions based on this.

Jasper followed Dalton to the shop where he had his fitting for his suit for the wedding. Dalton’s husband being so busy with work, Jasper was the one who went along with him, helping him with choosing decorations, the invitations, the church and whatnot. They had been friends forever, so Jasper was glad he could help. Although Jasper was happy for his best friend, he still would’ve hoped to be the one Dalton would marry. Yet he never had the guts to tell his friend of his feelings.

Jasper stepped inside after him and looked around. “I’m guessing we’re going to get my suit from here too?” He asked, following Dalton. The tailor walked up to them, greeting them with a polite smile and leading them to the back. They were both put into dressing rooms, where they had the suits ready. Jasper looked at the suit hanging in front of him. Man. He never liked suits, but maybe this one time wouldn’t be so bad. He shrugged and started to strip. He pulled on the suit and stepped out. “Please tell me we get a tie, instead of a bowtie?” 

@blvckoracles

Jasper squeezed the wet rag over the bowl, before carefully wiping more of the blood off of Anthony’s torso. He had gotten into a fight, his gag against a rival mob gang. Somebody had apparently pulled a knife out and Anthony got stabbed a couple times. Luckily it wouldn’t be fatal, they didn’t hit any organs or bigger veins. Jasper had genuinely been scared, when Tony’s men had literally dragged him inside, bloody and bruised. 

After cleaning the most of the blood, he took the needle and dental floss, starting to stitch up the first wound. He glanced up at Tony, who had been slipping in and out of consciousness. “I’m not sure i can take it, if you come home again like this..” He mumbled silently.