iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

You guys will have to forgive me for forgetting to like posts as I read y’all’s stories 😭 I’ve gotten so out of practice since we swapped over to blsky and trying to read while Im at work. I’m trying to do better, I promise lol 🥴

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Lock me up bluesky I zoomed in on her eyes 💀

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Apparently I don’t know how to type a proper sentence, but you know what I meeeaaan 💀

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Her could be a reach but her eyes are very similar to our beloved Danika👀

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That was the vibe I was going for his whole house so I’m glad it translates 🙏

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Thank you it’s probably one of my favorite rooms I’ve done for the story 🥹

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He sighed, giving Whinnie one last scratch before turning back toward the counter. “I don't have the time, old girl.” She watched him with the same patient expression. Jasper shook his head. “Don't look at me like that.” Her tail thumped again, and he huffed a quiet laugh. “Traitor.”

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His smile faded slightly as his thoughts drifted back to Liam, Malakai, and the training. He hated disappointing people. He probably 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 spare a day here and there… maybe...

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Jasper smiled down at her, reaching to scratch behind her ears. “You know, Whinnie girl, there's just not enough hours in the day.” The Collie's tail gave a lazy thump against the floor.

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Whinnie came trotting into the kitchen, her nails clicking softly against the floor. She wandered straight toward him before settling at his feet, looking up at him with the patient expectation she had perfected over the years. Their routine. Every night, without fail.

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He washed his hands and opened the refrigerator, pulling out a few ingredients before setting them on the counter. He was still deciding what to make when the familiar jingle of a collar sounded from behind him. Jasper glanced over his shoulder, a smile already turning the corners of his mouth.

There was something about the kitchen that settled him. Cooking always had. There was comfort in the routine of it. Pulling out the ingredients. Chopping everything just right. Listening to something simmer on the stove while the rest of the house stayed quiet.

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With his own blood, sweat, and hard work, he’d refinished the cabinets, replaced the countertops, added shelves along the far wall, and given the room a fresh coat of paint. Little by little, he’d made it his own without losing the warmth the room had always seemed to hold.

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When he’d first taken possession of the house, it had been worn with age—old cabinets, dated countertops, faded paint. Nothing that couldn’t be fixed, but enough that the place had never quite felt like his. The kitchen had been the first thing he renovated.

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Jasper stepped into the kitchen and flicked on the light, tension melting from his shoulders instantly. This had always been his favorite room.

Finally, the property fell quiet. The truck was gone. The hammering had stopped. Even the old house seemed to settle around him. All that remained was the soft chirping of crickets in the darkness beyond the windows

He stood there for a moment before turning back toward the house. One by one, he put his tools away exactly where they belonged, then headed inside.

“I’m going in the morning. Give it some thought, at least. A little socialization would do you some good.” Jasper waved him off and watched as Liam finally climbed into his truck and pulled out of the driveway, his headlights disappearing between the trees.

Jasper was the definition of a creature of habit. He had his schedule, and he stuck to it. Every hour of his day had a purpose, and straying from it wasn’t an option. 𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛, Liam liked to call it.

“It’s not that I don’t 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 to help.” Jasper glanced over at him. “Malakai’s our friend. Of course I want to help. But I truly don’t have the time for it.”

“You’ve been working on this house forever, Jas. A couple weekends off isn’t going to change anything.” Liam followed him across the yard. “Why don’t you want to help?”

Jasper dropped the hammer into his toolbox and snapped it shut before hoisting it onto his shoulder and climbing down the ladder. “With what free time? Between work and the house 𝑎𝑛𝑑 keeping Annie’s boys out of trouble? Where do you suggest I fit this in?”

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Like clockwork, Jasper went right back to work, his attention returning to the hole in the tin roof. “Jas.” “Yes, Liam. That is still my name.” “You know you can spare him a couple of days a week.”

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Relaxed Cat Lounging on Couch

The meds they gave me for my neck make me SO drowsy 😭 This morning I woke up to my boyfriend yapping my ear off because apparently I had started a whole ass conversation with him about some new WoW stuff and then just fell asleep mid-sentence. 🥴

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ALT: Relaxed Cat Lounging on Couch

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☽ 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝔂 ☾ @thechaoticsimp.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

I managed to get a queue together so keep an eye out for it tomorrow 🤓

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Thank you I feel like it’s been one thing after another 😅

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☽ 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝔂 ☾ @thechaoticsimp.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

So uh between then and now i messed my neck up prettttty bad, so queue may be postponed again depending on pain and willpower this weekend😅💀

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☽ 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝔂 ☾ @thechaoticsimp.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

No queue this weekend feeling a lil under the weather but we shall return next weekend 🤍🩷

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☽ 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝔂 ☾ @thechaoticsimp.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

He’s a man with a very small wardrobe what can I say 👀🙂‍↕️

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“Your choice, man. We're gettin' up for a run at sunrise. Join us or don't. Either way, I'll see you around.” He tossed a wave over his shoulder and started back toward his side of town, leaving Jasper with Liam...and a decision to make.

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The pinecone bounced harmlessly off Jasper's shoulder. “Don't be a loser and stop being a hermit.” Jasper shot him a look.

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“I don't have time to—” “C’monnnnnn, Jasper.” The blond cut him off, picking a pinecone from the ground before hurling it at the man on the roof. “You've been complaining about not getting enough training in. You have the opportunity walk 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟, and you're gonna turn it away?”

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He glanced between the two shifters. “But I can't teach her what it's like to fight something that can vastly overpower her. Something that won't let her win just because she's faster or stronger than the average human.” A pause. “And that's something you two can teach her better than I can.”

The man on the roof chuckled, clearly amused by the exchange. Malakai sighed before looking back up at him. “I can teach her vampire combat easily. I can make her faster. Sharpen her reflexes. Teach her how to use her strength without wastin' it.”

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