#Jade's Journal

[justjadesjournal]

Had a wild month. got to play bartender for a bit. was in a polycule. polycule fell apart. got fired. reconnected with the girl i love. had an amazing time hanging with them. had a falling out with her. now im getting my bottom surgery october 2nd. shit's been nuts.

[penofwildfire]

I love thinking about the early days of the Sons of Garmadon, just a teenage girl, practically a baby, recruiting the biggest baddest bikers she can find, probably doing dumb shit to up her street cred, and overtime amassing a following that's so big most of her underlings have no idea who she even is, they just have a vague idea of "The Quiet One" and a general understanding that the goal is "conquer Ninjago". Honestly I'm proud of her, could never be me.

[jadeiterosez]

day 31 // not art but i hope you like my jaderose scrapbook page while i try getting the motivation to make good art again. STILL NEED TO FINISH REQS!!!!

[bixels]

What did/do you like about Pharah?

Uh, gameplay-wise, I really love characters in shooters who rely on three-dimensional movement techs. Chaining together hover and jump to stay in the air for as long as possible and keep momentum is so satisfying, and picking enemies off from the sky made me feel like a bird of prey. I was a good Pharah main.

Story-wise, there unfortunately isn't much to canonically go off because Pharah is so underutilized and neglected. Her personality's pretty boilerplate "heroic hero" (she's literally inspired by Captain America).

But it's the crumbs/bits and pieces that I really latched onto. Pharah's a confirmed lesbian; her short story with Baptiste implies she harbors a crush on Mercy (fucking thank you.). She's biracial Egyptian/First Nations. She has major mommy issues, having grown up both admiring and resenting Ana. She's the bridge between Old Overwatch, inspired by the idealized heroes who surrounded her childhood, and New Overwatch. She's one of the only inter-generational characters in the cast; someone whose experiences span the gap, which is why I seriously believe Pharah would make a great main character.

There isn't much to go off of, though; she's a very uncomplicated character (she's a soldier for a private military corporation, lol.). But that just means she's a blank slate character, so I've seen fanfic writers run wild and create some really interesting takes on her. My favorite interpretation of her's a dense, herbo gym-bro type (a lot of her liens are about work outs, exercising, and playing sports) who's easily excitable under her seemingly self-serious, armored visage. We see how she tends to gloat and hype herself up when she's on a streak too, so Pharah definitely has a competitive and boastful side under her more professional and militant performance.

Now Mercy? Mercy is a real complex character.

[the-astral-express-archive]

Honkai: Star Rail | Your Friend Jade Made a New Post

[ghost-opal]

This fetch modus was revealed to me in a dream

basically this jade was trying to escape from a big movie theater, her fetch modus was a nintendo modus that summoned a variety of nintendo consoles around her. each console had a different purpose. Some functioned as bricks, but the gamecube explodes on impact. She used it to enter a vent barricaded with iron bars.

[rexscanonwife]

And by the way just to add some like...angst to my sea beast s/i I guess 😂 I was thinking about the research I did into old selkie folk tales and how they typically tend to go and how it applies to my s/i with Batterbie stealing her coat.

1. She did it when she was still just a child and had lost her whole family, so she probably holds that over her head by saying she's lucky to have had a place to stay and food to eat at ALL and 2. That she could have it...a LOT worse 😬

[bi-gender-sorcerer]

*Jade speaks to herself while walking down a road towards a nearby city*

Hmm… I think I’ll try my hand at making spell scrolls or enchanted objects.

I might’ve infused that rock with magic the other day, so maybe I can recreate that to sell to people. Sounds much easier and more consistent than finding the ingredients for potions…

I should also start taking notes on my magic. Yeah, that makes sense.

*She takes a stop by a bench near the entrance to the town and pulls a notebook from her bag to start writing*

(I’m gonna start posting stuff that Jade does. Maybe organize stuff into series’. I’ll just use the tag Jade’s Journal for now.)

[intraosseous]

cut curls / eclipse shadows

[spearzreloaded]

NXT ... But It's ECW *Part Deux

(10 Woman Tag Match / NXT : 6th/Nov.2k24)

How could a ten woman tag match possibly be extreme on a night paying homage to ECW?

Enter the NXT women's division.

Kelani Jordan and Jacy Jayne served as the respective MVPs for their teams - Jordan getting the most high-flying work soaring about the arena taking out the heels several times over

while Jayne served as the workhorse jobber, taking the most punishment from the faces.

My favorite point of this match was the face-off between these two, because how could I pick a side?

But while Jayne spent the match racking up pity points, Jordan showed out since the match started with a jumping Meteora.

I haven't even seen Mercedes Mone' do that.

Giulia commanded so much respect in the ring as did Stephanie Vaquer, making it so easy to hate whatever Roxanne Perez and Cora Jade were doing.

I just couldn't understand why Giulia stayed in the ring for so long when she was getting her first wind. Giulia just doesn't make sense as a jobber, and should be treated as such.

Plus, the viking schtick really works for her. This isn't Valkyrie.

Zaria just might be the closest thing though.

After she crushed Brinley Reece last week, I haven't been big on her and it looks like WWE has got the memo.

She crashed into Jordynne Grace with a spear as she went to get the win without a fireman's carry slam and didn't even pick Grace back up.

A heel turn is imminent for Zaria, and in the case of WWE, the sooner the better. Zaria vs. Grace could headline Deadline, and that's just an early prospect.

Jackson and Legend's mid match cameo was jokes. A great distraction, but I was as hurt seeing them wiped out as whenever Jayne took a hit. They really deserve some tag titles.

For a tag match to be an ECW tribute closer, I still find it to be a strange decision. Thankfully no matter the date or stipulation - NXT's women will always show out as they did to close this show, a great exhibition of those looking to get vetted and vets who it would be a shame to see get called up from WWE's best program today.

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C.V.R. The Bard

9th/Nov.2k24

[justjadesjournal]

Happy Pride from Jinx & I ♡

[quuma]

『 (ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕊𝕆) 𝕌ℕℝ𝔼ℚ𝕌𝕀𝕋𝔼𝔻 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 : ℙ𝔸ℝ𝕋 𝟚 』

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰�� 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘭𝘦.

𝘾𝙒: 𝙊𝙊𝘾 𝙖𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡, 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧’𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙧𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙗𝙝, 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 [𝙜𝙧𝙧𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙛 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠 + 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙧], 𝙞’𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚.

𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨; 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 !!

[PART 1; 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨; 𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭, 𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘦𝘶𝘤𝘦, + 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮 !!]

˜”*°• ˜”*°• ♥ 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀; 𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤’𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙤 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 !!! 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚 <3 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 (𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙠 [𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙘𝙘 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 @/𝙦𝙪𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙗𝙩𝙬 ~♪]), 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡 !! 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮, 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙨 (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

˜”*°• ˜”*°• ♥ 𝙀𝙓𝙏𝙍𝘼 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀; 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩?? :( 𝙞𝙙𝙠 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 ♥•°*”˜.•°*”˜

˜”*°• ˜”*°• ♥ 𝙀𝙓𝙏𝙍𝘼 𝙀𝙓𝙏𝙍𝘼 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀; 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙅𝙖𝙙𝙚’𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚,, 3𝙭 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 🧍🧍??? 𝙞𝙙𝙠 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙡𝙨,, 𝙫 𝙫 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨,, 𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝! 𝙄 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 :𝘿 ♥•°*”˜.•°*”˜

btw this one is also only half edited so don’t expect rlly philosophical and meaningful metaphors and descriptions pls :,))) i'll probably edit this post again in the morning - i'm too tired to do it properly rn rip

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The one to take your affections for granted, to not realise the weight of his dismissive actions until the opportunity to become one with you has passed, and he is left to stew in his ever-growing lonesome. For Jade Leech is many things; the moon to Floyd’s sun, an ever-so efficient debt collector, an unexpectedly mischievous companion, and - above all else - an unpredictable being. But an idiot? He is definitely not. If anything, many of his fellow students may even be bold enough to proclaim that he’s one of the smartest people they’ve had the (dis)pleasure of meeting (sans the housewardens, of course). Thus, it’s easy to deduce that he isn’t oblivious to your affections. If anything, they’re clear as day. How could he not notice when your actions are so blatant when analysed under the microscope of his sharp glare? The way your behaviour changes when he interjects your conversations with others, the way your eyes seem to brighten whenever your gazes meet, the way your nervous habits only present themselves once you and he are alone. 

He is painfully aware and - quite frankly - amused. He finds it all so fascinating - he finds you fascinating. He has grown used to receiving only people’s intimidation, people’s avoidance - any emotion under the sun that isn’t affection. So when you arrive, starry-eyed whenever he so much as enters the room, he can’t help but want to play into your fantasies, to feed into the lies of reciprocated affection that you’ve likely conjured up in that utterly human brain of yours. So he becomes more affectionate towards you; spinning golden threads of lies with his words, feigning tenderness, placing a hand on your lower back on nights when Monstro Lounge is busier than usual - all with the ultimate goal of forcing those interesting reactions out of you. Will you fluster more if he leans in close to talk directly into your ear on nights spent accompanying you back to Ramshackle dorm, witnessed only by the two of you and the stars? Or will it be when he chivalrously opens the door of your shared classrooms for you? It’s all a fun little experiment to him - a way to pass the monotonous days of working, threatening, and studying. (Although, on quiet nights spent attending to the gardens, walking amongst his vast collection of various fungi and flora alike, he found himself almost pitying you. He couldn't help but wonder how painful it must feel to play the role of you in this situation. To unknowingly be pulled along like a puppet on strings, solely for the entertainment of another. He knew it would hurt you. Some sadistic part of him wanted it to hurt, wanted it to burn at the corners of your eyes, to set your heart ablaze with such a ferocious heat that it caused the life-sustaining organ to shrivel up entirely, leaving you unable to feel such a way again. He wanted to see the devastation that wrecks your body upon realising how naive you were, how gullible you were. How you were nothing but a fool to believe that he had room in his heart for you. Another part of him - a miniscule one - ached at the thought.)

The one thing he had never seemed to realise, too caught up in his own tangled web of hypotheses and variables, was that you know him better than he thinks you do. He forgets that to you, your interactions are more than just a little experiment. That to you he is a piece of art, meticulously and specifically designed by heavenly clay, whose sole purpose was to be carefully dissected and torn apart by your gentle hands, just so you could truly understand what makes him, him. He’s so distracted by his own love-struck perceptions of you that he seems to forget just who you are; the Prefect who contained various overblots and survived living in an unknown world through sheer wits and intelligence alone. He forgets that you’re smart enough to figure him out, and that you’re smart enough to leave upon realising the toxic intentions behind his every meticulous action. 

He’s smart enough to understand the implications behind your sudden distance, but he can’t bring himself to comprehend why it now feels like the halls are too empty, the stars are too dim, and the gardens, too silent. 

JADE LEECH.

The one to reject your confession in fear of what the future may hold. 

A young man with a sense of maturity that exceeds his age by decades, bound by his perceptions of reality and fiction; Jack is definitively not one for unjustified or unfruitful behaviour. He works hard for what he achieves, and he’s always considering every potential consequence of his actions. This is why he rejects the confession that you had so bravely expressed to him on the one-year anniversary of your first meeting. Not because he doesn’t reciprocate your feelings, but because he knows what college relationships are like. He knows how fickle they can be, how unsuccessful they often are, how much damage they can do. Most importantly, he knows the fragility of the puppy love contained and glorified in such relationships. Jack comes from a species of animal that mates for life; a species that’s only given a single chance at love. And so, as much as he truly does love you and craves the opportunity to spend the rest of your lives together, he simply cannot risk it. He cannot bring himself to take that chance, to risk entering a relationship with you in which your love turns out to be mere childish puppy love - a love that will inevitably fade out once enough time passes, once times get tough. The cons of such a risky move far outweigh the pros. He only has one chance at true happiness with a partner, and he fears - no, is petrified by - the potential of experiencing a future in which he has to live the rest of his life lonesome, aching for a love far-gone, a love that was only special - that only truly meant something - to him. 

(However, if both of your feelings persist throughout your schooling years, continuing to remain strong far after your graduation, there may come a day where he can finally allow himself to take that risk, to finally be able hold you in his arms like lovers do.)

JACK HOWL.

The one to resign himself to loving you from afar, only daring to utter his affections when stuck in a drowsy daze, surrounded by the company of the woodland fauna.

Anyone burdened with the meticulous and arduous duties of being a bodyguard to one of the most important people in all the lands would not often be granted the pleasure of leisure, let alone the pleasure of a slow-burn love. For a knight’s duty is to serve, not to steal. This is a mentality that has been shoved down Silver's throat since he was but a child, forcing the boy to resign himself to the idea of never truly being able to experience the reciprocated love of someone. But, of course, one can never simply suppress the mystic sensation that is love. Love is the sort of phenomenon to unwillingly smack you in the face, leaving you breathless and confused, flustered at every glimpse and mention of the benevolent beholder of your heart. Love is uncontrollable, love is unyielding. Love forces itself into one’s heart, soul, and mind, inconsiderate of the desires of the body it inhabits. No matter how much one may deny it, the heart never tells lies. Silver, too, is not immune to such a thing. So when he begins to feel the tight clenching of his chest, the sudden increased pumping of his heart whenever you are near, the overwhelming desire to spend “just one more minute” basking in your presence, he knows that he loves you. He is unafraid to admit that. Such an acknowledgment only proves his innate human-ness, does it not? He is unashamed of his humanity. 

Alas, accompanying his acknowledgement of love is the acknowledgement of his fate. Despite his lethargy, he has a duty to uphold - one that he takes very seriously. Seven forbid he ever let himself get distracted by something as fickle as romance; Sebek would never let him hear the end of it, and his father would be disappointed at all those years of intensive training amounting to nothing, wasted on the indulgence of a relationship that may not last. So instead he spends his days as usual, going through the motions of life. Study, train, sleep, repeat; a never-ending cycle. Only in those few moments of solitude, lying on the forest floor, halfway between conscious and unconsciousness, does he let himself softly babble on about you to the animals that surround him. They are the only ones granted the opportunity to bear witness to the picturesque scene of his soft, sleepy smiles, the affection-laced ramblings of his slurred voice, and the yellowing light of a fading sun shining down on him through the crevices of the tree’s above.

He does not mind that you cannot truly be together. He can simply be at peace, content with the knowledge that his feelings are his alone, and that nothing can ever take that away from him. 

(And yet, he cannot help but find himself giving into his chronic drowsiness during Lilia’s training sessions more often than before, the fight in him gradually weakening bit by bit. Why wouldn’t he give in when, instead of working, he can spend his time dreaming of a universe where the two of you are free of fate, free of duties, and free to openly love one another? Lilia knows of Silver's reasonings, and - against his better judgment - ultimately decides to give into his fatherly instincts and leave the boy be. His son can always make up for lost time later. The fae guiltily believes himself to have been selfish to be the one who ripped away Silver’s opportunity to experience love - to experience any semblance of a normal life - so he may as well grant the boy the chance to indulge himself in the fantasies of a future that was stolen from him the moment they met.)

SILVER.

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𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘑𝘢𝘥𝘦/𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘥’𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴/𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘶/𝘒𝘢𝘰𝘳𝘶’𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴/𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴 (𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘥𝘰-𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 [+ 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘈𝘻𝘶𝘭,, 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘈𝘻𝘶𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 (𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘓𝘔𝘈𝘖)], 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴), 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 :,(

𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 ! 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 !! 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 ��𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴~

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clowncore assassin and the undercover noble she pulled by being a menace to society

[calithso]

will black swan have a rerun? is that real?

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Jade Huber

for Document Journal | Jan 2023

x Issey Miyake

shot by Andy Harrington