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FIC: Coffees and Contemplations
In which Jasper and Josephine catch up over some coffee. And then nothing else exciting happens after that.
(AKA: I'm still in a weird writing mood so here you go. Once again, descriptions are not my forte.)
(Author's Note: Josephine is my headcanon for Krupp and Jasper's sister, for anyone who isn't already familiar with her)
"So....have you talked to Ben lately?"
Jasper and Josephine sit across from each other in the busy coffee shop, the scent of caffeine and fresh baking lingering in the air around them. It's a routine they're well acquainted with by now, meeting up in this little café for a little sibling catch-up. Always the two of them alone, despite their best efforts to get their older brother in on the party.
Jasper stirs his coffee and sighs, "No, not recently." Glances up at his sister and continues, "I tried calling him before I got here, but no dice. Part of me's starting to think he's ignoring me on purpose." He chuckles a little, though there isn't any humor in it.
Josephine furrows her brow. "Maybe we should stop by his place later. Been a while since we were all together face-to-face."
The two of them fall silent, staring down at their drink and out the window, respectively. Communication has never been the Krupp family's forte, that they're certain of.
At least, it isn't most of the time.
"I'm worried about him," Jasper says then, softly. He cups his hands around his coffee mug, grounding himself in the warmth and the comforting scent of its contents. "The last time I spoke to him he sounded so....I don't know. Tired." He frowns, remembering that last conversation. How quickly his brother had been to dismiss his concerned questions.
"Yeah I bet he's tired," Josephine says under her breath, the slightest hint of bitterness in her voice. A second later, however, her gaze softens and she sighs, less angry now, "I don't know how we're going to help him out of this one, Jas. You and me both know what a stubborn prick he can be. Especially about....stuff like this."
"Maybe....maybe we....can't help him with this," Jasper answers, then plants his face into his hands and stammers out quickly, "Gah -- I mean, this is something he has to help himself with. For his own sake. All we can do is just....he was always there for us when we needed him. Now we have to be there for him."
"Since when are you so poetic?" Josephine chuckles affectionately, finally turning to face Jasper. The siblings smile at each other, happy and sad and worried all at once.
"I still say we should pay him a visit," Josephine pipes up again, taking a sip from her own cup. "Wanna carpool? We can come back for my bike later."
Jasper doesn't get a chance to answer. Because before he can say anything, an earth-shattering BOOM rocks through the entire café before a sudden burst of late afternoon sunlight pours into the building. Something's just knocked down the entire front wall. Something big.
Josephine only has time to shout an expletive before she's dropping to the ground, grabbing Jasper on the way down and dragging him under the table with her. Dust swirls in the air. Debris litters the ground. Most of the other patrons in the shop are either screaming in their seats or running away screaming. Whatever took out the building is still thumping around outside, sending everything into a tremble.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Jasper yells, not noticing that he's got both the table leg and Josephine's arm in a vice grip.
"WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME?!" Josephine answers, before darting a look over the table towards where the front wall used to be. She can see the huge shadow cast by whatever it was that attacked, can hear the various roaring and growling sounds it's making over all the screaming.
She can also hear something else over the screaming. Something like a voice, booming and confident, seemingly aimed at the shadow's owner.
The voice sounds....familiar.
Adrenaline-fueled curiosity takes over then. "Stay here," Josephine calls to Jasper, wrenching her arm free of his grasp and springing up on her way out of the building.
"Josephine, wait!" Jasper shouts after her, too late to stop her.
She reaches the remains of the wall, jumping over chunks of brick and drywall, leaning out over what's left of the right-most side of the wall to catch a closer look at what's causing the commotion.
There's a monster rampaging through the street. A giant mass of scales and teeth and spikes and rage, knocking into buildings as it shrieks bloody murder into the sky.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" Jasper cries again. He's run up to Josephine's side, and now he once again takes her arm in a vice grip as she stares at the beast, slack jawed. A little terrified, too, though she'll never admit that.
And in the midst of all this, the voice comes again, clearer this time, sounding like it's coming down from the sky:
"Stand down, you cantankerous beast!"
Jasper and Josephine look up.
Another person might say that the strangest part about the whole situation was not the 40-foot reptile destroying Piqua Pizza Palace, but the middle-aged man in his underwear beating it down with little more than brute force and sheer determination. And yes, at first glance, Jasper and Josephine also thought that was the strangest part.
Until they got a good, clear look at the man's face that is.
"Josie....is that.....no way...." Jasper almost whispers this, staring in shock at the battle moving its way down the street.
"It....he's...." Without looking away from the very same spot, Josephine reaches over to clamp her hand down on Jasper's shoulder. The phrase Speak of the Devil flashes briefly in her head. She whispers,
so because Josuke doesn’t have a canon birthday, just a canon sign, I took it upon myself to assign him my own birthday because he’s a comfort character & also I project just a little bit.
So anyway, happy birthday to me & also to best boy
I just applied to a very promising job prospect and while I don't want to get my hopes up, I'm still very excited.
On the plus side i have some relevant experience, on the negative, it isn't much nor paid experience. On the plus side I think they are willing to train and also the field is growing. As well as the point it would give me transferable skills in the event I need that.
I don't remember the last time I applied to a job. This is the quickest I've whipped up a resume. Idk if it was any good but *shrug*
If it pays the way I think it will, and if I get accepted, this will be my out! I will not only get out of overnight, I will get out of that institution and I will be even more physical I think! Which would mean I might get a better appetite that is more aligned with a normal schedule and a happier apartment life too maybe! The potential is all there. Work has been a source of torment for too long! I need work that I feel good about and feels productive.
Fingers crossed! Ugh I should maybe think about clothes...which means SHOPPING! bc I am much thicker than when I last suited up. I've finally fully out-grown the child-sized blazer.
.... I shall leave you guys with some TLMBP casts doing the funny shirt cut meme that has been going around my funny feed.
does anyone else sometimes feel like the fandom they're in is slipping from their fingers, and you're like, "no pls, don't leave me, I literally didn't even start being in another fandom or gave you any other reason for me to stop liking this fandom and my ships in it," but your brain just says: "Boo, now is not the time, we need to find another fandom", and you literally just try to chill in your old fandom, but you get the ultimate block and can't think of anything related to this fandom and feel like you need to distance yourself from yourself, bc i do that every few months and i hate myself for it
im obsessed with this game
ok but seriously about charlie. am i the only one that felt like charlies death was sooo needlessly violent and seemed. kind of degrading. like leaving her to be found stabbed multiple times in a BATHTUB was just fucking horrible, worse than most other deaths in this show, at least for me. and maybe its worse because it was off screen and used as a very shitty plot device, trying to give dean a reason to go on that killing spree in the prisoner. she was easily diluted even further into something only for manpain, in a way that was just insanely brutal. even thinking about her being found like that, knowing she was KILLED OFF like that, makes me feel viscerally nauseous
found this unfinished comics from last year, it was based on a post :’D
If any of y'all got She-Ra suggestions I'm open to draw them when I get home
He was fooled anyway 😂
Check on my instagram post ☺🙏💕
when u have to bribe every horse in a miles radius to like u, so u may have a chance of attracting a wild mr. nash,.
like yes i’m in love w my silly little catgirl but i appreciate her actual in-game appearance and how she looks when i draw her separately
in a severitus drawing mood at the most inconvenient timeeee HELLO MONDAY~
drawing this reminded me i need to draw eirika more
Sketches I did for my film graduation : " R Like Rape" coming out this friday !
Kinda scared to post non fan related content on here but opss here I go
post patrol nap!