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#UNLEASHED I SAY
callimaria · 10 months
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i had to have c.ai help me w coming up w ‘surge’ (ahoy, @akai-joou)
characters: jade l.
warnings: prefect!reader, uhh its giving soulmate au, messy (but fluffy?)
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it’s strange.
that is, in short. in long, it’s horribly strange and amusing.
somewhere in the crowd, skillfully hidden behind many as he peeks through the gaps, there stands a student. his head is tilted, his eyebrows furrowed as he silently smiles, his eyes cold; yet flickers of mirth dance ever so often within them, highlighting the golden glow of his irises. that student is jade. jade leech. many have mixed feelings about him.
he’d conclude many have mixed feelings about this new stranger, too. someone who had shown up out of the blue at the entrance ceremony, accompanied by some furry pest that kept claiming itself to be better than it seemed. someone who denied having any connections with that same pest, harshly stepping on its tail at one point during the chaos that followed. watching everything unfold was amusing—almost comical for those who weren’t involved.
jade was one of them.
he observed it all, his mind taking notes on such interesting newcomers; for temporary entertainment, at least. they’d be bound to leave and never show again, the immediate mess they caused being far too much for a ‘first impression.’ but for now, there was no harm in enjoying the situation much more than he should, right?
right.
so why is it that when he and the newcomer share a second of eye contact, he’s taken aback? for the first time in a while, why is he genuinely surprised? why can he feel his eyes widen and his lips part, just for that very moment?
upon meeting your eyes, jade feels… something. that same ‘something’ takes shape in so many forms; so much so, that, it feels like he’s gained his human legs again.
a spark, similar to the feeling of flicking an almost dead lighter, hoping that a flame would show. when it does, flickering in and out, a weak little flame barely visible—he feels the desire to protect it. to keep that flame going for as long as he can, because he needs to.
a rush, similar to the feeling of everything coming back to him. waves of exhaustion crashing over him, throwing him back into reefs like the frigid mercilessness of the ocean; like the frigid mercilessness of jade himself. exhaustion, the result of all the things he’s done and put onto his plate—yet that rush goes away and hides in your eyes, leaving him completely.
a surge, similar to the feeling of utter thrill. when it comes from big achievements or minor achievements doesn’t make a difference, the pleasant joy trickling through his veins was a constant during those moments. right now, he feels that surge of joy—except it doesn’t trickle like a leak from a tranquil pond. it rushes in, storming angrily like the violent roaring of a frenzied river; yet, it’s all positive emotion.
the spark, the rush, the surge…
all of it baffles jade. he had not known he was capable of feeling any of this, swept up in the varied ‘something’ that a second of eye contact with a stranger caused. it’s fascinating, it’s new; and he feels vulnerable.
that’s… also new.
and even as the newcomer’s eyes rip away from his form, their footsteps loud as they run around, jade still stands there. not watching or waiting or anything, he just stands there,
a dim sparkle in his eyes. it wasn’t there before, and it was so minuscule that no one could even notice—but it was there.
deep inside of him is a buried little voice that not even he can hear, one wishing that it hopes he’d see you again.
somehow, somewhere.
“i want to find you,” it exclaims, its tiny voice begging to be heard. “i want to see you, be with you; please.”
jade doesn’t hear it, snapping back to reality as the chaos starts to settle down. he chuckles, the sparkle in his eyes fading away.
that moment meant nothing for someone he wouldn’t be seeing again.
💗💗💗
he wordlessly stares at your sleeping face, your body leaning into him. you’d fallen asleep on his shoulder. jade finds it a bit silly that you’d knocked out right then and there, using the ‘menacing tweel’ as your personal pillow. but in the end, no matter how hard he may tease or laugh, he knows he’d let you do just that in a heartbeat; again, and again, and again. that’s the beauty of it, whispers his thoughts. you didn’t know you’d ever feel like this.
“floyd,” you whisper, frowning in your sleep as you move around. “stop.. licking my stuff.. that’s not how this… works…”
jade only smiles at your behavior, his hands wrapping around you as he adjusts himself, letting you properly use him as a pillow. your neck would hurt and you’d feel a bit sore upon waking up, after all. as your newly acquired loving boyfriend, he couldn’t have that, could he? he’s a gentleman—although others would heavily protest that—and he would save you the pain.
he doesn’t even feel himself start to soften up as he gazes at you, or the corners of his lips quirking up a little, or even the way he melted into the embrace he put you in; no, jade only focuses on something else.
the familiar ‘something,’ the one that comes in a spark, a rush, and a surge.
💗💗💗
bonus:
only this time, you aren’t staring at him back.
(you’re peacefully asleep, dreaming of floyd trying to lay claim to your belongings through the method of licking. well, maybe it’s not so peaceful inside the actual dream as floyd’s licking everything you own. even the loofa you use in the shower.)
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uhh i was going for a feeling /ref
also do NOT ask me abt the floyd dream i saw a rwby chibi quote as a twst meme before writing and it is almost 4 am cut me some slack
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dizzybevvie · 5 months
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feelin good! feelin good! feelin good! HRRRAH! feelin good! WOOOOOO! WOOOOOO! feelin good! HYAH! feelin good! HRRRAH! HRRRAH! Here we......... GO! HRRRAH! feelin good! here we.......... GO! fe
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expelliarmus · 5 months
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milimeters-morales · 10 months
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no but literally we need to take Prowler Miles away from these 20 something year old white women until they stop making him their “gangsta boo” just because he has cornrows and is the Prowler 😭😭 yall don’t even try to hide your disgusting feelings and attitude towards a young black kid and it’s honestly sickening. Why is he all of a sudden a toxic boyfriend? Why is he all of a sudden borderline or downright abusive to people? Why is the 15 year old black latino boy, that we know next to nothing about, all of a sudden fitting the worst stereotypes for black/latino men? Do you have any legitimate reasons for any of this besides, “he seems like the type?” Because you know what that sounds like, right? And i can’t even filter these out for my own peace of mind because you don’t tag your shit properly.
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hedgehog-moss · 1 year
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French TV journalist having a hard time trying to get woman in the street to comment on Macron's latest speech yesterday
Protesters organised casserolades (aka banging on pots and pans) in front of city halls across the country at 8pm, when Macron was speaking, to symbolically drown out his voice. Later that evening, Macron was filmed singing a song with some 'random people' in a street in Paris, trying to show he can go out and meet people and have fun because protesters don't exist. The people he was singing with (members of a choir, some of whom are 'alt-right-leaning') were using a folk song app created by far-right activists that was criticised a few months ago for hosting a Spanish fascist anthem & Third Reich military marches.
The government's response was that the President "couldn't know the background of the people he met that night." Maybe if he wants to avoid being associated with the far-right (that's a big if, I know), Macron should keep in mind that with the kinds of strategies and positioning his government has adopted lately, people in the street who welcome him with open arms and are proud to be filmed with him have a higher than average likelihood of supporting fascism.
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medicalunprofessional · 2 months
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rickybaby · 8 days
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‘F**K THAT GUY’ - RICCIARDO FURIOUS WITH STROLL’S CRASH REACTION
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wylanslcve · 8 months
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I do not and will not tolerate any form of Matthias Helvar slander.
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miusato · 1 month
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Whatever happened to "I ain't holding back anymore?" Huh???
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lord-of-the-ducks · 2 years
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Anyway, for me, the funniest part of the tumblr Dracula book club is that there’s WAY more Dracula nerds than I previously thought, and we’re all collectively waking up, looking at tumblr, and finding that our hyperfixation is suddenly relevant.
And then we all get to sit in the corner giggling at all the newbies who have no idea what they signed up for. I saw a post like “oh boy can’t wait to see everyone’s reactions to the polycule antics” and half of the tags were like “sorry, the what?”
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ashfdhfgdsfk · 1 year
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vaguely-concerned · 2 years
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I have seen people question whether dios apate minor really needed to happen the way it did. it's the 'this could have been an email' of htn. 'augustine this did not have to be a threesome', I hear people saying. and boy do I have an obnoxious amount of things to say to protest this perfectly sensible assertion so here we go haha
1) yes it absolutely had to be like that. It says so on this piece of paper *hands you a piece of paper that says "because I said so and also it's narratively and thematically Sexy"* in my half-legible handwriting. seeing tamsyn muir describe harrow the ninth as a book about being a kid and realizing your parents probably had sex has given me such validation, I am unstoppable now. (to be serious for a moment, harrow the ninth is essentially a bildungsroman, and the threesome scene does a whole lot of thematic heavy lifting around harrow glimpsing elements of adulthood, relationships, and sexuality she clearly finds at the same time repulsive, bewildering and fascinating, and around opening her and especially our eyes to how much john is just a man with human longings still, under the god stuff. dios apate is crucial plot- and character-wise too -- it's a loadbearing threesome in terms of delivering the clues you need to piece together the mystery plot of the book, which is simply delightful -- but even more so thematically. and then the scene at the end where they confront john gives gideon some of that same opportunity to peek into adulthood and go '...well shit I guess', as a sort of mirror, just without the french kissing that time and more murder. the things magnus and abigail model for the girls about love and adulthood? mercy and augustine are providing the opposite-day batshit insane version of that fhdskjfa, you know, for contrast and spice)
2) listen... it gets lonely out there in deep space with your 'legendary unamorous' brother, two infant pathetic baby kitten sisters who you'll probably have to kill one day when you take another stab at god if they don't manage to get themselves killed along the way on their own, and the two people you've spent the last ten thousand years having separate yet connected married & divorced arcs with and also btw one of them is god... honestly a threesome over the dinner table is probably The most well-adjusted reaction one might hope for under those circumstances
3) on a characterization level I think Augustine is actually doing something incredibly deliberate with it: he's presenting John with yet another chance to admit what he did. which is notable especially since the deal he and mercy agree on as a condition for the threesome to happen at all seems to be that they're going to give the ol' godslaying another game try sooner rather than later. (I get the sense that it's not so much that he disagrees with her ultimate goal so much as that he thinks she's being dangerously indiscreet and hasty going about it, before. “though I think it will be the death of us,” huh.)
notice how he's structuring the whole thing: he's invoking the intimacy and love in their strange little threeway relationship and how long it's been by truly playing along with john's 'we're a happy family really when we're at home! :)' delusion (helped along by lowered inhibitions via enormous amounts of alcohol and what I've previously described as a joint mercy/augustine leyendecker themed thirst trap. ah, a classic). he brings up alecto and what happened to her -- or rather, he is clever enough to make john bring up alecto and how she is totally dead, right?? by seeming to make a careless statement that leads there and then acting contrite about it after. he (helped along by mercy, who I think realizes exactly what he's doing -- this is very much a two-man con) brings up how much they all loved their cavaliers, and wow funny how that's been haunting us for ten thousand years now huh :) wow, a lot of our other lyctor friends slash family sure are super dead in the name of some unknowable greater reason neither of us quite grasp and that you won't fucking tell us, aren't they. these are all the main grievances he and mercy confront john about at the end of the book, but put forth much more subtly and not phrased as an accusation -- he's baring his and mercy's vulnerabilities as bait, essentially. if john had, say, a conscience where his conscience should be instead of a black hole, it probably should have stirred something in him.
(also let me just say... the way augustine just takes a pneumatic drill to the TWO tender spots g1deon seems to have and then has the audacity to be like 'oh dear. did that upset him. ooof my bad *loooong dead-eyed slurp of his wine*' is just sooo... he's such a bitch!!! he's the only person who could ever have held their own in a ten-thousand-year bitch-off with mercy and I love him so much. well even if it wasn't all to get g1deon into murder range for harrow I think he wouldn't enjoy sticking around for the 'getting our tongues on god' part of the evening so maybe it's a kindness, really, and totally not pent-up aggression from the last twenty years or so breaking through)
he is all but shaking john by the lapels begging him to just... come clean about it already, to stop thinking he's still kidding everyone else along with himself. it's clear throughout the book that augustine knows exactly what john is at this point -- and all of the most cynical things he does say about it turn out to be distressingly right. john is always less sentimental than you'd think. john wouldn't forgive mercy, he will abandon in a heartbeat anything that isn’t necessary to him anymore, whether emotionally or in some other way. and still he seems to hold out some desperate absurd hope that the man he wants, the man he thought was there, is in there, somewhere deep deep down, if he just gives him the chance to show himself.
(mercy definitely has her own side of this whole thing, I'm just focusing more on augustine because this evening was like. his idea in the first place and I feel like we can Read Some Things into that fact lol. now that we have both ntn and htn to go from I sort of have this sense that the things augustine wants from john are more... personal? more interpersonal? they both love him equally, but mercy's love seems tinged slightly more towards the religious (augustine accuses her of knowing 'only worship without adoration', which like... also the eight house's entire Vibe lol) -- mercy at the end of that book is totally a person breaking up with GOD, not just with john -- while augustine's vibe is more like a man in the last not-with-a-bang-but-a-whimper days of a marriage that sort of felt like it could have been something real and good once but all your illusions about it have since been taken from you and trampled underfoot into the mud and you've had the divorce papers signed and ready in a drawer for over a year now, hell, as it turns out, is other people etc. lmao)
having a threesome over the dinner table with god is one thing, having a threesome over the dinner table centered on the one man and god who has yet again let you down in a way so fundamental it can barely fit into words and who you both still love in a way anyway, miserably, and also just reaffirmed your joint resolution to murder (all under the pretense that it gives your baby sisters the chance to murder your brother of ten thousand years yeah that's why this is happening no other underlying aching emotional motivations here haha)... listen mercy and augustine are simply on a different level, theologically. they've added horny shrimp colours to the religious spectrum. who else does it like them
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collieii · 9 months
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i really like how trimax constantly emphasizes that vash's kindness is a choice, a deliberate and powerful one. it contrasts him so well to knives, who's so disdainful towards humanity as a whole. but vash actually interacts with people and is involved in society. and, by extension, he's been hurt by it so many times. but despite this he chooses love everytime and defends humanity.
meanwhile, knives has never participated, always seems to watch people from a distance. still, he makes claims about the cruelty of humanity, and he uses the idea of human cruelty to justify his actions, despite the fact that he's likely never directly been victim to it the same way vash and the other plants have. not to understate the whole tesla situation, but he assumes that he has the authority to decide the fate of humanity, even though out of every plant he's probably not the one who's in the position to make that sort of decision. (and frankly, it's not a decision any single individual should be making)
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so this moment is so poignant, though vash might not be directly talking about himself we know it applies to him, we know how much violence he's suffered. it's written on his skin (his shirtlessness in that scene is very pointed). and we know that knives hasn't really experienced that. and knives is ultimately very self absorbed, he assumes he knows what's best for the plants and what they want, so he uses them to achieve his goals without consulting them. unlike vash, who as we see in the finale, has made efforts to communicate with the plants (communication and connection is such a big thing with vash!) he's familiar with them, and they him, and that's one of the reasons they seem more willing to follow vash's path than knives.
the difference between vash and knives is that vash sees everyone as an individual with inherent value. knives is unwilling to do this and he turns groups into monoliths, refuses to see individuals or nuance.
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one of the big ideas of trigun is that conflict occurs because people don't see those around them as individuals. so what really saves the day isn't guns or firepower, but understanding between people. vash helps facilitate this understanding between humans and plants because they're all familiar with him, he's put a lot of effort into getting to know everyone! and with everyone he meets he embodies the idea of love and peace, helps them believe that cooperation is possible.
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skybrightpixie · 29 days
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Pixie Trick's design slightly changed .w. i swear every time i draw ponies it looks different akjsdasjkf-
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corffee · 4 months
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So….Prime…happened…
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sonknuxadow · 6 months
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stop pointing at me boy
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