#i s2g no one say anything

[avocadomin]

maybe i have an issue with having to scroll on social media when i come on here for the first time in a long time to avoid jjk leaks

[gibbearish]

every time i see discourse about fundraisers go by on here im just fully struck with the realization that not a single one of you people have either taken a cybersecurity fraud prevention course or bothered to take one singular second to consider the website youre on. this is the broke bitches website. none of us can afford to fund our mutuals' grocery bills, much less entire evacuation funds, and CERTAINLY not FAKE evacuation funds taking advantage of genocide victims. all this shit abt how people are deliberately choosing not to fund every post that passes their dash because they hate palestinians literally just does the work of actual scammers for them by laying the high-pressure sales tactics groundwork, and the "do you guys have any idea how hard it is to keep coming up with new attention-grabbing fundraiser posts?" ones just ring EXTREMELY hollow because YEAH! YEAH I DO! and so does everyone i follow! and everyone they follow! because all of us are FUCKING BROKE and surviving on crumbs! i just saw one that said "i make sure to keep $40 in my wallet at all times so i can give $20 to any panhandlers i see, this is the same" and its like!! good for you, thats very nice, but like!!! you need need NEED to take a step back and realize that /being able to do that/ is a position of privilege, not the default setting to be a good person. i wont discount that some people do ignore fundraisers specifically because of racism because Of Course, but like. a) yelling at them isnt gonna make them stop, or more accurately yelling at /everyone else/ isnt gonna make those people stop, and b) trying to apply that as a blanket motivation for everyone just. realistically doesnt work. not donating is a nonaction, it is the literal default status, and while in specific situations you can use CONSISTENT absence of SPECIFIC actions to track a person's motivations SOMETIMES, broadly speaking that just. doesnt work.

there are 8 billion people on this planet. most of them will never know you exist. of the ones that do, most will not be able to help you. of the ones that can, most will not be on the broke bitches website passing the same communal $20 around. consider your audience and stop shitting on fellow poor people for having the gall to need to be careful with their money. and if you are genuinely only posting your fundraiser to tumblr, like. im sorry, but you need to anticipate not reaching your goal and prepare accordingly. theres a reason the last big scam scandal people talk about actually getting the money is like. all-or-nothing era, as a website none of us have the funds to make that kind of thing happen anymore or the security to risk it. a fundraiser not meeting its goal on here is not a personal sleight against whoever made it, its just how life goes sometimes. and it's unfair and it sucks and we should help however we can, but. sometimes you just arent able to help someone else, and continuing to feel responsible serves only to torture yourself. and blaming OTHERS serves only to move that guilt from yourself off onto another person. i imagine that has to be where a lot of the vitriol comes from, is people who cant afford to donate more getting pissed at people they see as having the funds but choosing not to share them, but again, sometimes you just are not able to achieve the goals you set out towards, through no fault of the specific parties involved.

people on tumblr choosing to buy groceries rather than potentially donate to a scam are not your enemy and are not the ones facilitating a genocide. we're all victims of the same horrific system, the question is just how that system manifests its influence on each of us. poverty kills just as thoroughly as a bomb. everyone is just doing their best to survive, and as much as we like to pretend that everyone should be a perfect selfless angel that puts others before themselves no matter what, humans are by default a selfish species, and it is a lot easier to say what youd do in theory than actually do it. and there's a reason you have to put on your own oxygen mask before helping the person beside you, youre of no help to anyone if youre too dead to do anything.

[padfootastic]

Something that’s absolutely hilarious about Harry initially describing Regulus as less handsome than Sirius is that once he learns about the cave, Regulus becomes “the thin, dark Seeker who so resembled Sirius.” Regulus now looks like Sirius, when before he did not evidently. I really like the idea that the entire Black family looks super similar (RIP anyone looking a specific member because they have to play “Where’s Waldo: Black Family edition” and that’s nigh impossible to do because absolutely none of them will actually help someone find their family members. Bellatrix will be sitting at a table with Andromeda and Regulus, they have just seen Sirius three minutes ago, but they’ll tell Remus that they haven’t spoke to Sirius all week, good luck finding him), it’s just that Harry’s morality directly influences how attractive he finds them and thus how willing he is to admit that they look like Sirius.

sksksks imagining harry's scale of attraction being like 'how sirius are they on a scale of 0 to sirius.' thats it. thats his only criteria. the minute he starts finding someone attractive, its either because they look like s or they somehow morph to resemble him.

funniest part is the kid probably doesnt even realise it until someone like ron or hermione brings it up like 'err mate, dont u think ur swaying dangerously close to like. pseudo-incest here?'

(also hard agree on them looking v attractive like. i feel like they all have similar features? they make it their own in time, but for most people, theres a high degree of resemblance to the point that from afar, its v easy to get them mixed up. ofc the blacks dont make it any easier bc they have menace running thru their veins.)

[lesbianlenas]

the thing is that i HATE orientation stuff so much like i hate having to do little activities i hate having to talk to random ppl around me i hate having to pretend like i care abt the school as some sort of identity like i do not care i am just here bc i want an education……& like fr and honestly i hate heterosexual ppl so much like i really do and i’m always surrounded by heterosexuals at these types of things and they never want to talk to me & i never want to talk to them so i just feel incredibly uncomfortable the whole time. like this happened to me in both high school & college and it will inevitably happen again. i am not made for this world on god……….

[dredshirtroberts]

people?? being niceys to me???? for no reason except loves me?????????????

it's more likely than i think, apparently.

[smallhatlogan]

i don't think "cerebral" animes should be allowed to have more than like, 14 episodes, so they have to like, make their characters shut up and use their screentime better

[hikarinokusari]

Not me the DM drawing things that doesn't happen nor will happen this way nor will happen at all when I'm supposed to draw the dinner scene since my players were invited to Ravenloft nearly one year ago.

And not the energy to polish anything. I might come around them and polish. One day. When I'll draw the dinner scene. And the comic I'm supposed to draw for a year as well.

Anyway.

Rahadin's drawing background (c) i really couldn't trace back the artist but it's not mine.

Various references of kabedon used for the Khal / Vasili drawing.

I apologize for the brainworms and how I take your character without you knowing to put brainworms on canvas. Thank you @xyanmajor for putting up with my nonsense.

[shivasdarknight]

banging my head on the table

why do people have this urge to come onto other peoples' posts and make it about themselves.

the number of times ive talked about My Own Lore publicly and someones come onto My post to talk about their stuff while completely ignoring everything i said.

like do you not realize how shitty that feels. wouldnt you not want it to happen to you.

then why the FUCK do you do it to others.

[debleb]

americans try not to immediately turn anything irish into magical mystical uwu pagan faeries challenge (100% IMPOSSIBLE)

[bansheesofinisherin2022]

went 3 hours today to my voting booth, with a running nose and slight cough - only for it to fall short 😭💀 it was a public referendum on climate neutrality of my city and 49% voted no..... how is that even possible. do you ppl even care about the planet.

[fis-paprikas]

i woke up and i have a several thousand word meta post on avatar (2009) in my head.

[luminiera-merge]

terminally online person, reacting to competely made up description of a tiktok post calling something offensive: people on tiktok will believe anything these days lmao

[slytherinslut0]

THEODORE NOTT- Little Star

Theodore Nott is an absolute fucking daddy👅 (Those eyes like if you don’t let me syd rn I s2g)

Tags: fluff, fwb, heartbreak, lovestory, passionate kissing, first time saying i love you, angst

“Theodore fucking Nott…”

His eyes darkened, transitioning to a shade of obsidian so intense they singlehandedly put the stormy midnight skies to ineffable shame; stoically crossing his arms over his chest as he mentally prepared to be torn to absolute fucking shambles after you’d found yet another reason to be mad at him.

“Are you out of your ever-loving mind?” You hissed, trying to hide the pain in your tone and replace it with some form of sarcasm. “Pansy Parkinson?”

Your throat was dry, anger flowing through your veins like fire as you paced the sparse length of his dorm room, the echoes of your shoes scuffing off the hardwood floor being the only sounds bouncing off the walls in the tension filled silence as you remained quiet for a moment, hands threading through your hair and scraping against your scalp as though you were trying to make it bleed.

“I can’t believe you almost canceled on me for Pansy Parkinson…”

Theo remained silent, letting out a slow breath from his lungs as he shifted his weight onto his other foot, leaning against the edge of his desk as he watched you pace, choosing to remain silent until you’d at least somewhat tired yourself of your anger towards him.

Theo knows you well enough by this point to know that when you’re like this, it’s absolutely pointless to try and intervene. He knows that if anything, all it would do is make matters worse.

“I’m tired, Theo…” you finally said, halting your pacing and shifting to face him. “I’m tried of this…the games, the fights, the pain…I’m tired of holding a candle for someone who doesn’t do the same for me…I’m tired of always feeling like I’m not good enough for you, like I need to always be looking over my shoulder, wondering what your next move is going to be…”

Theo’s near emotionless expression never faltered, his hardened demeanour staying set like stone as he stared at you; dark eyes piercing through your very soul as though he was seemingly seeing right past you. Part of you knew he was.

“Aren’t you going to say something?” You sighed, expressions softening. “I mean…I can’t be the only one that feels this way, Theo…aren’t you tired of this? Are you tired of me?”

“Oh, Bella Mia…I’m tired of this, certainly.” His voice was a deliciously slow drawl, sparking heat in your veins with every syllable. You immediately cursed yourself for near-instantly crumbling, merely at his use of Italian. “But tired of you, never.”

You felt your stomach twist, your chest constrict with emotion. You wanted to believe him, you wished those words were true; but you simply knew him too well at this point, knowing that this was an endless cycle of heartbreak, one that you were all-too-determined to finally bring to an end.

“Don’t bullshit me, Theo…”

you said, planting your feet firm in place, crossing your own arms over your chest now as you stared at him, silently admiring his features; the ones that have near-effortlessly made you fold so many fucking times before--his dark hair tousled and messy as it fell naturally over his forehead, the curly strands framing his sharp and intense eyes that have hardly even blinked once as he watched you--seemingly still emotionless.

“We’ve been here before…it’s never ending…you call me up when you’re bored, when you need someone, tell me pretty lies that keep me wrapped around your finger, only to ditch me until you need me again. I’m tired of being your little toy, Theo. I’m tired of being loved with the wrong intentions.”

Theo raised an eyebrow. “Come on, Stellina…you know you’re so much more than that…”

Your entire body tensed at the nickname he called you, the word fluttering from his lips like a breathless sin, drowning you in the holy water that was your desire for him as you remembered the night he’d given you that name. The first night you’d hooked up under the stars in the Astronomy tower. Little Star.

He wet his lips, pushing up from his desk as he took a few strides toward you. “If you were just my toy, why would I cuddle you to sleep every weekend? Help you study for exams? Ensure you’re eating and drinking enough?”

His words rushed you, slamming your chest like a fifty pound cement brick. Gods, how you wanted to fold. How you wanted to drop down to his feet and beg him to love you, beg him to see you for more than just a quick fuck, but you knew it would do absolutely nothing. It’d been almost two years of begging to be more, and for all your efforts, you’ve gotten no where except for the pits of Theo’s bed, only to be kicked out in the morning.

It was an endless, heart wrenching cycle that you knew you needed to put an end to, now.

“Please, Theo…stop…” you said, your voice a trembling plea in the air; and as if on command, he did.

You shook your head, collecting yourself, taking a few steps back to keep the distance between your bodies--watching Theo’s expressions as his hardened facade slowly cracked, his eyebrows pinching and his throat bobbing as he swallowed, dark eyes scanning your features; flicking from your eyes to your lips and back up to meet your eyes.

“You’ve given me something I can’t live without, something I don’t think I’ll ever find in anyone else…but I can’t keep playing this little game with you, I can’t keep going on like everything is fine when it’s not…I love having you in my life but it hurts too much…I want to live, not just survive...” you whispered, voice dropping with every single word. “You have no intentions of being with me, after all this time, and I can’t keep doing it…I can’t keep acting like it doesn’t affect me.”

Theo’s jaw tensed, so tight it looked like it hurt, and he swallowed again. “That’s-“

You cut him off. “The truth.”

Your words hung heavy in the air, blanketing over the room, thick and sticky like cobwebs in a cave--clogging the channels of communication between your bodies. Theo’s eye twitched, a nearly impenetrable movement, but one you knew you’d never, ever miss--you’d simply stared into those dark eyes way too many times to not notice even the subtlest of changes.

“But is it, though?” Theo said, voice low and cautious, not daring to move even an inch closer as he stared at you. “Is it really the truth, or are you just letting this little misunderstanding fuel your emotions...you know I’ve only been with you…”

Your body vibrated. Anger creeping in. “Don’t you dare patronize me right now.”

He lifted his hands in surrender, large palms facing you as he raised them up against his shoulders.

“I’m not.” He said, gently. “Just think on it, for a second, Bella…please…you’re the only one…”

Please. He’d just fucking said please. You weren’t sure if you’d even heard him correctly.

“Don’t try to change my mind, Theo…” you whispered, voice unsteady and fingers trembling at your sides as you watched his expressions falter even further, his original confidence now entirely dissipating from his face. “There’s so much space between us, we were doomed for failure before we even began…and it’s entirely your fucking fault.”

His eyes narrowed, his eye twitching with increased intensity. “How the fuck is it my fault that you got attached?”

The room seemingly paused at his words, even his own expressions hardened as his brain registered what he’d just fucking said; but you, you hardly even flinched. Admittedly, you were just happy you’d finally got a sliver of his true thoughts, and not just the sweet, charming words he knew you’d want to hear.

“Are you really going to fucking stand there and blame me?” You hissed, unable to control your emotions as the energy and tension between your bodies continued to build. “After everything you’ve done?”

His face fell into a scowl. “You knew how I was before we started this-“

“Yes, I did, but stupid me for hoping that maybe one day you’d fucking change…” your voice cracked, your heart slamming your sternum. “I can’t keep loving you in the dark and then acting like a stranger in the light. Maybe you don’t see it but you’re fucking destroying me...sometimes I wish I’d never fucking met you…”

Everything paused. His breathing, his movement, his blinking. Fury crawled its way into his dark irises, shading them the colour of crimson; his fingers curling in against his palms, the tendons in his hands tightening like a noose prepared specifically for your neck. As fear gripped you, you swallowed.

His eyes narrowed. “You fucking what?”

Your lungs stalled, oxygen missing you. “I-“

Your words were cut short as Theo advanced on you, backing you up against the wall, two strong hands slamming against the wood next to your head, your heart racing so hard in your chest you were certain it would crack your sternum and threaten the integrity of your ribcage as Theo brought his face so dangerously close to yours you had to turn your head slightly to stop your lips from touching.

His breath was fire against your flesh, his exhales leaving his mouth in a low growl, brows furrowed in frustration.

“Do you want to say that again?”

You flinched, his body so close to yours you could taste the anger radiating off of him. “I didn’t-“

“No, you didn’t.” He hissed, shoulders crowding as he pressed against you. “Look at me.”

When you hesitated, one large hand slipped from the wood beside your head and latched on to your jaw, pinching your cheeks together as he directed your eyes to meet his--his once stoic and emotionless gaze now set ablaze with fury, singlehandedly searing through your soul with one single glance.

“Do you love me?”

Your heart leapt into your throat at the question, your nails digging into the wall behind you as you melted into it, your body slowly surrendering to his intoxicating touch, his fingers gripping your jaw with just enough force to illicit a burning desire between your thighs. You didn’t really need to process your response, knowing that lying to him right now would serve you absolutely no purpose.

Your voice was a mere breath as it left your lips. “Yes.”

“You love me.” It was more of a statement, not necessarily a question, and your entire body shuddered, the intensity of his eyes melting you from the inside out. “You fucking love me.”

You couldn’t find merely a single breath of air. “I-I do-“

His eyes flicked over your lips. “And if I told you I love you?”

The room spun, everything fading to black around you. “Y-you don’t-“

“I do.” He hissed, tugging you closer. “I do and I have for way too fucking long and it’s made me a coward--it’s made me so fucking scared to lose you that I push you away, I-I pretend like I don’t need you but I do. I fucking need you, principessa…”

Earth turned beneath your feet, yet everything in the room remained still. As though time had frozen in place. “Theo-“

“I fucking love you.”

He murmured; nothing but raw, untethered passion behind his words; freezing every single red millimetre of your bloodstream and turning it into nothing more than a cold blue system of ice.

Your chest swelled, fighting every urge in your body that wanted to kiss him. You almost couldn’t fucking believe your ears. “Say it again…”

“I love you.” He retorted almost instantly, meeting your eyes. “I’ve loved you since I watched you goto the Yule Ball with Malfoy and kiss him under the mistletoe in that beautiful emerald dress. I’ve loved you since the first time we kissed, the first time we hooked up in Astronomy Tower--hell, I’ve loved you since the fucking first year when you stole my seat in Potions and then stuck your tongue out at me just to spite me. I’ve loved you for so fucking long that I don’t remember what it feels like not to love you; and it terrifies me. Loving you is the scariest thing I’ve ever done.”

You couldn’t find words, couldn’t find breath, could only mutter the one fucking word that you knew you’d never forget, the one word that would never leave your mind even if you had stormed out of this dorm and never looked back.

“Theo…”

His jaw tensed, his nose practically brushing against yours as he stared down into your eyes; gaze so intense it diminished all of the oxygen within your lungs. “But yet you wish you’d never met me, huh?”

You stammered. “No, I-“

“Look into my fucking eyes and tell me that you meant it. Tell me that I mean fucking nothing to you, that all of this has been nothing.” He tugged you closer by the hold on your jaw, your collective exhales mingling as one, your lips so close they were practically brushing. “Go on, fucking tell me.”

You yelped as he tightened his grip. “I-I can’t, Theo…”

He leaned closer, seemingly holding his breath, his soft lips grazing over yours once, twice, three times before he pressed the full plush entirety of his mouth to yours--his lips working to devour, to kiss you as though he’d never kiss you again. His tongue was rough, insistent, slipping past your teeth without effort as he worked to devour you, tightening his grip on your jaw as his free hand gripped your hip with enough force to inflict a bruise. You mewled against him, melting into the kiss, fighting to pull away and catch your breath but he was relentless, breathing you in like he could inhale you; map the entirety of your taste into memory.

When he finally broke the kiss, panting mouth falling to your jawline, you gasped; sucking in lungfuls of air.

“I’m so fucking sorry, Tesoro mio…I’m so sorry for ever making you feel like you aren’t enough for me. You are enough, fuck you’re too much; I don’t fucking deserve you.”

As he wrapped his arms around your body, pulling you tight to his frame, you melted, feeling yourself become one with his strength, his warmth, his adoration.

“Theo…I-I don’t…”

He thrust a hand through your hair, pulling your head against his chest, his chin resting gently on the top of it. “I’m going to make it up to you…everything I’ve done, I’ll remedy it, I promise I will…Bella Mia…”

You exhaled, sinking against his firm hold. “I love you, Theo…”

“And I love you, Bella..”

[okkennymay]

It's been a very interesting year to say the least- those months still weren't 100% healthy but it was such a difference it was like living a different life, one not filled with constant dread and fear of the next monthly health episode.

It was unreal and I wish I'd made more use of of that time online while I had the chance, instead of being nervous of setting my body off and ruining a good thing going- but having past a new month my body completely imploding (only partially, which still sucks eggs), I can start to pick myself back up and keep going, hopeful once more! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

To all of you who have watched fade in and out of existence since my return online, Thank you for always being so patient 💖 my god was my previous username ghost-chicky ironic as hell, s2g it would be more appropriate these days than anything 0w0"

[a-swamp-creature]

goddamn like….

there was an extremely sus “bridgerton ball” held downtown this last weekend that turned out to be a dashcon-level scam. probably couldve guessed that from the ads/website being littered w spelling errors, but anyway…listing a few of the things i know of:

-it was supposed to happen last month but the organizers (Uncle & Me Events) sold 1500 tickets for a venue w a max capacity of 450. Venue cancelled, of course. Organizers sent out one (1) email two days before the thing was supposed to happen. A lot of ppl didn’t even see the email so people were showing up to an empty venue in downtown Detroit wearing regency-era ballgowns. Security apparently told some of them that the event was a scam but idk how true that is. Anyway it was rescheduled at a new venue for a month later.

-valet parking was promised, not delivered. parking downtown is a pain in the ass in general but these people were also wearing ballgowns lmao

-nobody checking tickets at the door. there was a tiered pricing scale for tickets starting at $100 and going up to $1000 (a fool and his fukkin money i s2g) so all these ppl from the suburbs who paid hundreds/THOUSANDS of dollars to be treated like VIPs were pissed

-because nobody was checking tickets, people were just kind of wandering in off the street lmaaaaoooo so ppl were just kind of milling around in normal clothes eating the buffet, which leads me to…

-the food was bad: pasta w marinara, canned green beans, meatballs, and undercooked/raw chicken wings. people were expecting a sit down meal apparently? but I think that might just be the expectations of ppl more accustomed to tea parties than actual large scale events - ain’t no way they were ever going to do full-service dinner for 1500 people. it was always going to be a buffet.

-NO ALCOHOL lmaaaoooo the event info said open bar, there wasn’t even a cash bar. no shit, they had water and “mocktails”. check out the menu:

ITS ALL LEMONADE LMAAAOOOO but wait!!! ppl who bought VIP tickets also got hawaiian punch !!!

-see the tablecloth in that pic? the decorations were bad. like dollar store bad.

-they were supposed to have a bunch of different activities: dance lessons, costume contests, carriage rides. neither of the first two happened. the carriage rides did, but you had to pay extra and they only did them for three hours. again, 1500 people.

-that’s not to say there was no entertainment. they had a dj playing pretty standard birthday party dj fare: the hustle, cha cha slide. he also played hiphop which really upset a lot of the ppl larping as wealthy colonizers for SOME reason 🤔 disclaimer: i assume they were expecting classical music but a looooot of people specifically complained about the hiphop

- oh there was also a single exotic dancer stationed in the middle of an empty room. i am not joking. im not in the business of posting photos of strangers but the photos are out there and they’re tragic. this poor woman just took a gig and ended up with a bunch of middle class pearl clutchers complaining abt her on fb. that being said, my understanding is bridgerton is smut for ppl who want to pretend they’re above watching porn so idg why a dancer is such a big fucking deal, just sit down and watch ffs. oh wait-

-there was nowhere to sit lmao

-and no refunds

seems pretty clear that after overselling and losing the first venue, the organizers lost all their vendor contracts and had to scramble to have anything at all. could’ve just cancelled. btw the no refunds thing included if it was cancelled - they’ll just credit you for the next event lol

now listen. i do feel bad. I don’t think anyone deserved this really. I DO find it very funny that a bunch of of ppl who can afford $1000 tickets to dress up in expensive costumes and pretend to be aristocrats got scammed big time by Detroit.

[bunni-v1]

Hello! I hope you're doing well. Can I ask SFW Alphabet for Jade? Feel free to pick alphabets of your choosing as I wouldn't like to break your finger! Thanks in advance <3

🍓You are the only person who wanted sfw with Jade! It's so wild because he was the most requested but it was all nsfw. I wasn't aware of how popular Jade was in comparison to Floyd and Azul. I supposed that's my own personal bias lol.

A - Affection: Hmmm... Jade is an oddball. See, he is not nearly as outwardly affectionate as Floyd, in fact, he's pretty standoffish, so you'd expect him to not be all that affectionate. It's the opposite though. He's always showing you that he loves you in some way, just in his own way. He compliments you, hovers around you, and keeps a hand on your back when he can. The best way to tell, however, is the way he looks at you. It's just so soft and sweet and loving.

B - Best friend: Answered here

C - Cuddles: Jade does love cuddles! He doesn't have some special reason for it, he just likes them. He likes being close to you and this is the easiest way to do it. He likely won't cuddle you in public (who does that anyway?), but he's more than happy to cuddle you when it's just you two and a few people you know. He also uses it as an excuse to tickle you or to get himself out of work. If you refuse him he pouts at you until you give in. (He's worse than Floyd I s2g)

D - Domestic: Believe it or not, all Jade wants to do is settle down. He doesn't want a boring life or anything, but he wants a little domestic life with you. He enjoys housework, and he dreams of having his own little room for all his terrariums that he can care for after a long day of work. He'd love for both of you to come home after a long day of work and be able to see each other. Cook dinner together, dance together in the glow of the kitchen light, and do all that cutesy romantic shit together.

E - Ending: Jade is very factual about everything, and he knows how badly it hurts. He points out everything you did wrong. All the times you upset him, how he feels so unseen, how much you hurt his heart so many times. He knows that 90% of what he's saying is exaggerated, but he doesn't care. He lost interest, and he has no reason to stick around waiting for you to be fun again.

F - Fiance(e): Marriage isn't something he actively thinks about, but he does like the idea of it. It's just such a strong bond keeping two people together, quite poetic. Now, if Jade is proposing to you it's not for shits and giggles. Yes, he's a tease and an asshole, but he's not going to waste his time on a proposal to someone he doesn't actually see a future with.

G - Gentle: He's... uhm... something. He's not like, tossing you around and trying to hurt you, he just teases you a little too much. Like, yeah he's a very mean person and he knows what he says hurts, but he's not trying to hurt all the time. He likes to poke fun at you, and sometimes he can take it too far. He's a man though, he can suck it up and apologize when he messes up. Physically, however, he's pretty gentle. He doesn't forget his strength, so he's extra cautious when he's touching you. Sevens forbid he hurts his love.

H - Hugs: Like I said, he likes being close to you, so he loves hugs. He's not hanging off you all the time like Floyd, but he's not nearly as flaky about it as Azul. He hugs you when he gets the urge to, that's it. His favorite thing to do is to creep up behind you and wrap you into a big warm back hug.

I - I love you: Jade is pretty calculated about everything he does, he thinks about everything that happens so he can remain in control. With saying I love you, that's a big commitment, and he has to think it through. He wants to be sure he actually does love you, and he isn't pulling both of you into a mess for later. He ends up dropping it one day, seemingly out of nowhere, when you're helping him take care of his terrariums. He turns to look at you, smiles, and just says it. It's cute and unexpected from Jade. For him, he'd been meaning to tell you this whole time, it's just now he was able to get it out.

J - Jealousy: Answered here

K - Kisses: Jade kisses you a lot more than you'd expect. He's not all over you like Floyd is, but he does love sneaking a kiss or two where he can. He does these little drive-by cheek kisses that always leave you and whoever you're talking to flustered. Sometimes, if he's in a mood, he'll full stop, grab your face and kiss you, then walk away like nothing happened.

L - Little ones: Jade adores kids. They are just the most interesting, odd little creatures on earth. They have no filter, they speak their mind, and they're very cute. He wants at least one kid, just to raise them up and experience raising one as his own. A second would be nice, so the first doesn't get lonely. He just likes the idea of hanging out with a kid and being able to watch them grow with his help.

M - Morning: Jade wakes up early, not to really do much of anything, he just naturally wakes up early. He spends most of that time just watching you rest. You always wake up to him smiling at you, playing with your hair, and just being a sweetheart. You get ready side by side, and he continues to watch you as you get dressed and ready for the day.

N - Night: Jade likes to go to bed at a reasonable time. A lot of nights with him are particularly relaxing. He makes both of you tea as you settle and get ready for bed. Then, you snuggle up to each other and read or talk until the two of you are ready to fall asleep in each other's arms.

O - Open: Jade isn't particularly closed off, but he's not an open book. It takes him a little while to be sure he wants to open up, and when he does decide he's ready he starts dropping little things. He lets you figure things out for yourself, and if you ask questions he answers, but it's slow. You get to know each other over a long period of time, but it's pretty eye-opening for why he acts the way he acts.

P - Patience: I feel it's hard to get Jade to the point of anger. He's a pretty relaxed person all things considered, and he takes most bad things that happen as a chip off the shoulder. However, if you wanna piss him off, mess with his terrariums. He works so hard on those, they are his things, and if you mess them up on purpose... you're gonna be in a world of hell.

Q - Quizzes: Jade is the kind of person who memorizes everything there is to know about their partner but acts like he doesn't. Like you can bring something up that you mentioned and he acts all confused and surprised, only to later reveal that he'd known all along and had been planning a fun little surprise for the both of you. He does that a lot on anniversaries, and he always manages to surprise you.

R - Remember: It's probably your first anniversary together. He plays his little forgetting game, and you spend the whole day pouting and upset trying to get him to notice. You almost give up on having a cute date when he invites you to the Monstro Lounge. When you walk in, the place has been set up for a two-person date for both of you. All your favorite foods and sweets laid out on the table for you to enjoy, and enough space for you two to sway to the music. The look of delight and surprise on your face was enough to make Jade's heart race.

S - Security: Jade is about as protective as you'd expect. That is, very protective. He doesn't have to worry most of the time, because who in their right mind gets on the Octanivelle trio's bad side, but he always has his eye out for someone who wants to cause you trouble. If someone does, they better start believing there's an afterlife, cause they're about to get really close to seeing it.

T - Try: He puts a lot of effort into anything he does for you, it's just rarely obvious that he does. He isn't a showy person until he wants to be. He plans everything out very well, and he always manages to outdo himself every single time. He doesn't spend tons of money, but he spends a lot of time and effort into making things just right for the both of you.

U - Ugly: He stares. A lot. It's usually flattering and he's looking at you so gently and with so much love. Sometimes, though, he's quite creepy. He just sits there and watches you without really blinking or doing much of anything else.

V - Vanity: He isn't too concerned. He ensures that he's nice and straightened out; he ensures that he's clean and looks good, but he doesn't care that much. All of that is just for appearances, he doesn't actually care about what others think about him, he just wants to appear that way.

W - Whole: I don't think he would feel incomplete without you. He misses you, sure, but he is his own person and you are yours. You and he have lives away from each other, and in the end, you're loyal to each other so there's no reason to feel incomplete.

X - Xtra:  This isn't revolutionary or anything, but I think Jade just generally likes to garden. He specifically like cultivating mushrooms, but he loves to just garden. There's something so peaceful about it. When he owns his own home, he will have a very large flourishing garden.

Y - Yuck: He doesn't like people who aren't interested in him in the same way he's interested in him. If he wants to get to know you, but you have no interest in his hobbies and the things he does, he doesn't want a relationship.

Z - Zzz: Jade is another person who sleeps like a corpse. He's so stiff, but you can move him around to get comfortable this time. He lays flat on his back, arms crossed over his body, and he breathes very quiet. It's very disturbing to look at lol.