#WE GET IT JADE

[jadelemonadee]

when anyone claims to be #1 seabury fan in their bio or something . heh…..𝔬𝔥 𝔥𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔶....

[oddberryshortcake]

SMALL

[steamedlotusroot]

remember when swk tried to take li jing and nezha to court for gross negligence in jttw? good times

[starsillys]

DOODYL DUMPS!!!

RAGH

[missescalientee]

The past JD ex's who got back together with him club. I feel like they'd have a lot to talk about

Freesia is @zivazivc

[jadewritesficshere]

Grey

Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Synopsis: Steve gets a wake up call from yall's daughter

Contents: talks of aging, kids being kids, references to smut but nothing explicit

Steve groans as his consciousness comes to. Something is hitting his face. Someone. Repeatedly.

Steve squints his bleary eyes open as a hand smacks him in the jaw again. A small smile appears on his face even though his jaw stings from the impact. "Morning," Steve's voice is still thick with sleep as he turns to look into brown eyes barely peeking over the edge of the bed.

A quiet voice repeats back ,"Morning," to Steve before arms reach up over the edge of the bed to try and grasp something. Small hands grab the blanket and tug it off of him slightly as the child attempts to climb up. At two and half, Amelia Joy Harrington can barely see above the edge of her parents' bed, let alone get on it.

Steve hoists Amelia up and sits her on his stomach. Steve winces as Amelia scrambles, a stray foot hitting his thigh precariously close to his crotch. Arms are thrown around his neck in a hug as Amelia lays her head against her dad's chest.

Steve feels like his heart could burst out of his chest from the joy he is feeling. A hug from his baby? The best way to wake up in the morning. Who cares if his jaw is still stinging and probably red, his little girl loves him.

Steve sighs in contentment. Steve holds his daughter close until she starts to fidget and wiggle. Amelia sits up and throws her hands in the air. "Happy Birthday!" She whispers excitedly, except she has no concept of how quiet a whisper should actually be and says it in a much too loud voice.

"What?" Steve asks, hand hovering near Amelia's side in case she slips. Amelia's eyebrows furrow as she pouts at him, a look that is an exact copy of you. Her arms slowly lower as she stares at Steve. "Happy Birthday. You old." Amelia pouts at him.

Steve blinks at Amelia in confusion but nods his head. First off, rude, he isn't that old. Steve isn't sure where she gets her unfiltered, blunt commentary (it absolutely isn't him). Second, it absolutely isn't his birthday. Not even close.

"Why uh...why is it my birthday?" Steve asks, unsure if Amelia fully understands the concept. Not sure if he can explain the idea of a birthday to a two (and a half) year old. "Grey." Amelia declares giving Steve whiplash. Before Steve can speak, Amelia points at the comforter," Blue." Steve smiles," Yes, blue."

Amelia points to her shirt," Green." Steve nods. Amelia taps under Steve's eye, lashes brushing against her finger causing him to close it. Steve hopes she doesn't attempt to actually poke his eye.

"Brown." Amelia declares. "Thats right." Steve grins, his girl is so smart. Amelia points to his temple," Grey." "That's ri- what?! No!" Steve's mouth drops open as Amelia giggles. "Uncle Dustbin says grey is old. Birthday makes old. Happy Birthday!"

The creak of the loose floorboard in the hall notifies Steve of your approach. You peek into the doorway of the room, seeing your two favorite people. One looking aghast and the other giggling at her father's reaction.

"What's going on in here?" You ask, leaning against the doorway. "Grey. Birthday." Amelia announces, like it explains everything. And it does in her little mind.

You hum in response, looking at your husband who seems lost for words. Amelia slides off of Steve and off the bed, Steve guiding her so her feet land on the ground absent-mindedly. He would never let her fall or get hurt. Or you.

Amelia half walks half dances in your direction. A prance in her step, she stops in front of you and grabs your hands. "It's daddy's birthday," She says before headbutting your leg. You chuckle and pat her head as she dances out of the room, in her own little world.

"You lying to my kid again?" You ask once Amelia is gone. Steve sputters as he sits up," I did not- our kid- did not lie." "Uh-huh, sure," you say sarcastically. Steve rolls his eyes at you as he gets up out of bed.

Steve stretches as he rocks on his feet, back cracking, before strolling over to you. "Good morning," Steve mumbles, hand landing on your hip. You hum back as he leans in and kisses you. Soft. Slow. Sweet. Leaving you longing for more as he pulls back.

"Love you," Steve says, fingers running along the waistband of your pants. "I love you too," you want to melt into him. Curl up in his arms and stay in this moment. Let the love and adoration fill the air around you.

"Do I look old?" Steve is the first to break the silence. Your brow furrows in confusion," huh?" "Amelia she," Steve huffs out a laugh," said I have grey hair." You chuckle as you bring a hand up, fingers threading through his hair," You have some but its nice." "Its nice huh?" "Makes you look distinguished. Handsome." You bite your lip and look up at him.

Steve knows that look. Knows it well. It's the look you gave him the first time you moved past just making out. The same look you gave him on your first anniversary. The same look you wore on your wedding night. The same look you gave before Amelia was conceived.

Steve can't help the smirk that spreads across his face. If getting old gives him that look, well, he won't complain.

"What about me?" You ask, batting your lashes. "Beautiful," Steve kisses your cheek," Gorgeous," he kisses the corner of your lips. He continues to alternate between kissing all over your face and praising you.

"My love," Steve whispers before kissing you softly on the lips. You sigh into the kiss, one hand tangling in his hair, the other trying to pull him closer.

A loud crash from the living room has you two pulling back from the sweet moment you stole. "What was that?" You call down the hall. "Nothing!" Amelia yells back, making you sigh but smile. Steve can't help but grin too. His life was a little hectic dealing with a rambunctious child, but he wouldn't trade it for the world. And he thinks, if life is like this, he can manage getting old with you. He wouldn't want it any other way.

[jadequarze]

Just two witches being soft and a hell hound who somehow gives more attention towards Imogen

[soggedupfrog]

Can I post homestuck ponies....is that okay....

[egophiliac]

can't believe that skeleman has turned on us, and Halloween Prom is tomorrow.

(what a top-tier UM...we are about to be just totally obliterated in the absolute silliest way. what possible use could this power have outside of bringing us to the brink of utter holiday disaster.)

[samijey]

Jade Cargill - Friday Night SmackDown 23/08/2024

[astrobei]

in my heart of hearts mike wheeler is absolutely an athena kid but i also have to offer up a concept that i think has extreme comedic and dramatic potential aka: repressed gay teenager mike showing up at camp half blood unsure of who his godly parent is and feeling insecure about not having powers and one day when he’s making not-so-secret heart eyes at his best friend and son of apollo will byers is when a bunch of glowing floating hearts show up above his head. and that’s how mike gets claimed by none other than aphrodite, the goddess of love and sexuality, and is in full denial about it for three days because he thinks it’s some kind of sick and twisted JOKE

(on aphrodite’s end, she’s upset mike is throwing away the gift of true love and keeps trying to trick him out of repression by making more and more improbable and hilarious gifts appear when he and will are hanging out. mike hands will a book and it turns into a box of chocolates and he has to fling it away like a frisbee before will sees it. they’re having lunch and romantic music starts playing. she gives mike the same blessing she used to claim piper and will can’t even look in his direction for a full day because he starts blushing so hard. fifty bouquets of flowers show up at the apollo cabin’s doorstep with a note that says love, mike and by the end of it, mike isn’t even repressed and unsure about his sexuality anymore — he’s just trying to not throw himself into the bonfire out of sheer embarrassment)

[ryllen]

their confession dynamic of all time

[conceptofjoy]

jaderoxy is a very cute ship but godddd the Situation rose would be making about it is nuts. which naturally makes the idea of the ship more appealing

it would rekindle all of rose's (gay) inferiority complexes towards jade and it would literally make her explode. DOES SHE LIKE HER MORE THAN ME???? dave for the first time, is not the one making an absolute fool of himself.

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

to be honest on my first playthrough of DAV during the Ossuary quest and the Zara follow-up stuff. With the notes you can find about the Envy demon it seemed like Zara was trying to summon, my assumption wasn't that Envy was what she was aiming for with Lucanis. i thought it was a lead up to the fact that she was secretly also feeding proto-demon to Illario (her lover??? why would she keep him around as her lover so long after their agreement? Illario clearly doesn't actually care for her enough not to kill her later, and I can't imagine she's so easily duped) because Envy would clearly be HIS personal home grown demon. I thought for sure when Illario killed her that the next follow-up was going to have to do with that/his own demon emerging and prompt some more intense conversation about Lucanis & Spite's relationship. I ended up being wrong entirely, but i still think about it and think it would be a cool way to go, if there was more room in the quest line afterward so it could have actual space to develop/resolve

[chiropteracupola]

A very fine captain, and a finer friend.

[vomitspit2]

one thing about the MC and Jade in Got You is both of them are fucking liars. not manipulatively … well sort of.

you see, both of them are wholly ignorant about the worlds the others live in. they are so, so many countless differences in their lifestyles. through technological differences, cultural differences as human and merfolk, history of their world (is george washington a political figure similar to simba, the two have often debated), how they were raised, just about everything!

and at certain times, they lie to each other a lot as friends.

exhibit A. after jamil’s overblot, MC mentioned offhandedly to Kalim how she was sad she wouldn’t get to celebrate Festivus (which is from Seinfeld) during the winter holiday. Kalim, being a close friend, said they should celebrate it together! what do you do on Festivus!

‘oh Festivus is the airing of grievances!’

cue MC airing out grievances and insulting everyone that caused her trouble while stuck in Scarabia. she uses the stage’s microphone for it and drills into everyone.

exhibit B. after learning Floyd and Jade are merfolk, seeing their forms in Scarbia for the first time, Jade notices just how very little MC is aware of anything to do with merfolk. he then lies to her that merfolk need to be within proximity of water at all times; if they breach a certain distance from water, their lungs start to collapse.

he plays it up. keeping near water foundations, citing how octavinelle is an underwater dorm, doing whatever to make it just slightly convincing.

cue Jade just walking with MC as she rolls her janitorial cart back to the staff room before preforming the most convincing asthma attack known to man.

their harmless pranks could use some reconsidering — jade’s fucking especially —but it’s a dynamic i treasure.