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hufflpuffin · 11 months ago
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As the police escalate violence, beat and attack students and professors, and conduct mass arrests, student protesters should know their rights.
Here is the link to the National Lawyer's Guild booklet for protesters.
If you plan on going out to support the protests, please take some time to read through this and know your rights.
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prettygirl-gabi · 22 days ago
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Title: Unfinished Business (Part 2)
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Pairing: Jada Williams x Reader
Word Count: 2.6k+
Genre: Heavy Angst, Eventual Fluff
Summary: maybe running is better… maybe not…
🏷️: @yailtsv @starfulani
Pt1 Pt3
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Jada left me standing in that department store like the kiss never happened.
Like she hadn’t looked me in the eyes and said she wanted it.
Like she hadn’t just cracked open every locked-up feeling I had buried for months.
I should have known she’d run. That’s what we did—danced around the truth until it was too late to fix anything. But I wasn’t going to let her do that this time.
So I gave her space.
For a day.
Then, when practice ended and she tried to slip out before I could catch her, I didn’t let her.
“Jada.”
She ignored me, grabbing her bag from the bench.
“Jada.”
Nothing.
I exhaled sharply, stepping in front of her before she could leave the locker room. “You kissed me.”
Her jaw tightened. “I know.”
“You said you wanted to.”
“I know.”
“Then why the hell are you acting like it didn’t happen?”
She inhaled, eyes closing briefly, like she was summoning patience. When she opened them, they were cold, distant. “It didn’t mean anything.”
The words hit like a punch to the gut.
I forced out a bitter laugh. “That’s bullshit.”
Jada shrugged, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. “Believe what you want.”
I stared at her, anger and heartbreak bleeding together until they were indistinguishable. “Why are you doing this?”
She finally met my eyes, and for a second—just a second—I saw it. The hesitation. The crack in her resolve.
Then it was gone.
“I don’t owe you an explanation.”
That hurt more than anything else she could’ve said.
My breath caught, but I forced myself to nod. “Right. Got it.”
I stepped aside, giving her room to leave. She hesitated—just for a second—but then she walked past me, not looking back.
And I told myself I wouldn’t follow this time.
I told myself I wouldn’t care.
But that was a lie.
For the next week, I did exactly what Jada wanted.
I acted like she didn’t exist.
No more lingering looks. No more attempts at talking. No more giving her the space to hurt me again.
If she wanted distance, she could have it.
Except, I knew it was getting to her.
I saw it in the way she hesitated before answering a question in the locker room when I was around. In the way she stiffened every time we were paired up in practice. In the way she looked at me when she thought I wouldn’t notice—like she had something to say but refused to let herself say it.
And honestly? It pissed me off.
She wanted to act like I was nothing? Fine. I could be nothing to her, too.
Or at least, I thought I could.
Until it all came crashing down.
It was a late-night practice. Coach had let most of the team go, but Jada and I stayed behind for extra shots.
Correction: I stayed behind. Jada just happened to be there, too.
We ignored each other, like we’d been doing for days. I was focused, hitting shot after shot, trying to drown out the feeling of her presence on the other side of the court.
Until I heard a ball slam against the wall.
I turned, finding Jada standing near the free-throw line, hands clenched into fists.
I frowned. “You good?”
She scoffed, shaking her head. “I don’t know, am I?”
I narrowed my eyes. “What’s your problem?”
“My problem?” She laughed, but it wasn’t amused. “You, apparently.”
I felt my stomach twist. “What the hell did I do?”
Jada took a step closer, eyes blazing. “You act like you don’t care.”
I stared at her, incredulous. “That’s what you wanted.”
“No,�� she snapped. “I wanted you to fight.”
I blinked. “Fight for what, Jada? You pushed me away the second I got here. You’ve been icing me out for weeks, acting like I don’t exist. And now you’re mad because I finally gave you what you wanted?”
She didn’t answer.
I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. “You don’t get to do this. You don’t get to kiss me, say you wanted it, and then act like it meant nothing.”
Silence.
Then—
“It scared me.”
I froze. “What?”
Jada swallowed hard, looking away. “The kiss. It scared me.”
I searched her face, my heart hammering. “Why?”
She hesitated. “Because it felt real.”
My breath caught.
She looked back at me, vulnerability bleeding through the cracks in her walls. “I thought I was over you. I thought that when you left UCLA, that was it. That I could move on.”
“Did you?” I asked quietly.
She shook her head. “No.”
My chest ached. “Then why are you running?”
Jada exhaled, voice breaking. “Because I don’t know how to stop.”
I took a step closer. “Then let me help you.”
She met my eyes, something fragile and hesitant in her expression. “You’d do that?”
I nodded. “I never stopped wanting to.”
For the first time in weeks, her walls cracked. Just a little.
And that was all I needed.
That night changed everything.
Jada wasn’t perfect. She was still stubborn, still hesitant. But the ice between us finally thawed.
We started talking again, first in small moments—passing comments in practice, subtle acknowledgments in the locker room. Then longer conversations, sitting next to each other at team dinners, lingering after practice just to be near each other.
It wasn’t an immediate fix.
But it was something.
And then one night, after another late practice, we ended up walking back to the dorms together.
We stopped outside my door, silence stretching between us.
I turned to her, searching her face. “You still scared?”
Jada held my gaze, then shook her head. “Not as much.”
I smiled, reaching for her hand. “Good.”
She squeezed my fingers. “I’m trying.”
“I know.”
She hesitated. “Do you think we’ll ever get this right?”
I squeezed back. “I think we’re already starting to.”
For the first time in weeks, she smiled.
And this time, she didn’t run.
To Be Continued…
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                 -Thank You For Reading!🩵🩶
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warpedwings · 6 months ago
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Misha Collins - Talking Politics and Advocating for Harris-Walz in Nevada and Arizona - September 2024.
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work-harder-not-smarter · 7 months ago
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8.16.2024
Tomorrow is the deadline for turning in all of my orientation assignments. I have decided to wait until tomorrow to finish them because I want to watch Beetlejuice instead. I recently saw Deadpool and Wolverine at the movie theater, and I saw the trailer for a Beetlejuice sequel, which piqued my interest.
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violottie · 11 months ago
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...i am seething... words arent enough... words are not enough...
"Four women at Arizona State University ASU had their hijabs removed by police following their arrest. In the blurred image, the police are seen removing the hijab from one of the four women and subsequently placing a hoodie over her head after she asked for it to be placed." from Land Palestine, 29/Apr/2024:
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elenitrack · 1 year ago
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Gracie Reeves (Arizona State)
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collegepeaches · 1 month ago
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Arizona State Sun Devils Gymnastics
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beatrack92 · 11 months ago
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Meadow Cooper (Arizona State)
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prettygirl-gabi · 24 days ago
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yall sleeping on my girl jada williamss!!
What if I told you I have a Jada x !transfer reader fic locked in the drafts storage….then what…
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allthegeopolitics · 11 months ago
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New anti-war encampments were established at the University of North Carolina and Arizona State University on Friday, as protests calling for their institutions of higher education to condemn Israel’s war on Gaza and divest from Israeli firms persist, Anadolu Agency reports. Police attempted to clear the sit-in at Arizona State University, but prosecutors defiantly remained on a campus lawn after their tents were torn down and carried away by law enforcement. Demonstrators attempted to gather what they could, and locked arms around a canopy that was left standing. School authorities attempted to clear them from the site by turning on sprinklers, but demonstrators quickly moved to place various objects, including large water bottles, on the sprinklers to block them. “Water is life,” the prosecutors chanted, according to a live feed from the local ABC television station affiliate. “One, two, three, four, occupation no more. Five, six, seven, eight, Israel is an Apartheid state. One, two three, four, we don’t want your dirty war. Five, six, seven, eight, Israel is a terrorist state,” they added.
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sitting-on-me-bum · 1 year ago
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Females from few species live long past their reproductive years—but a new study confirms that chimpanzees, like the one pictured above in Uganda's Kibale National Park, are part of the exclusive club. 
PHOTOGRAPH BY KEVIN LANGERGRABER, ARIZONA STATE UNIVERSITY
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New polymer technology targets engineering failure to enhance sustainability
Sustainability is a complex problem with many different players and influenced by policies, society, and technical perspectives. Scientists within ASU's School of Molecular Sciences (SMS) and the Biodesign Institute's Center for Sustainable Macromolecular Materials and Manufacturing (SM3) are pursuing a multi-pronged approach towards a more circular economy, with projects focused on biosourcing, recycling, water purification, or carbon capture to name a few. One obvious strategy to limit the vast amount of materials wasted is to reduce the need to produce plastics worldwide. "That is easier said than done," says associate professor Yoan Simon of ASU's SMS and SM3. "However, the antidote could simply be to prolong the lifespan of parts." From tethers in backpacks to container lids, we are surrounded by parts that must withstand thousands of opening and closing cycles. Likewise, bike and football helmets must withstand repeated impacts and maintain a given level of protection without failing.
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work-harder-not-smarter · 7 months ago
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9.14.2024
A night of taking notes and enjoying some peach tranquility tea while watching "Black Butler: Book of Circus."
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gwydionmisha · 1 year ago
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beatrack92 · 1 year ago
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Jada Mangahas (Arizona State)
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saywhat-78 · 6 months ago
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💙💙💙
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