#jade origin story

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

JADE Origin Story - a Call of Duty OC Short Comic (PART 1)

Warning : violence, blood and gore.

This comic was made for my final assignment for a comics class I attend for college. Since the theme is free, I decided to make a comic about Jade! It's not an origin story per se 💀 It's basically a showcase of my technical skills in drawing, paneling, and comic-making in general. With the time I had I only managed to finish 12 pages, but I'm proud of every single page! It features the story of when Jade was still in MI6 and a glimpse of what she did as a black agent; how she got things done back then and what her motivation was.

Have a look and hope you love it! 🥰🌹

PART II

[furious-blueberry0]

The Disaster Quartet: Ezra, Mara Jade, Leia and Luke!

In the AU they’re all crechemates

[cosmonavo]

Continued...

I'll be writing more about Gwen's story and making some comics from an "old" writing I saved in my docs👺

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

gardenGnostic: i still think those troll guys could have helped us out a little more >:B

twinArmageddons: iif ii miight iinterject

GG: and who the hell might you be??

TA: ii am known by many name2

TA: mountaiinbla2ter…

TA: thunder2warm…

TA: the doubleberry bla2t…

TA: but you? you may call me…

TA: 2olluxander

GG: solluxander, huh? that’s a pretty, human, name?

TA: 2houldn’t be, iit'2 alterniian

GG: okayyy, i don’t know how to talk to you

TA: good, then you can 2hut up and lii2ten

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

she begged, "I caught it. I caught it."

"No," murmurs time and the waking world. "You didn't."

[mysticdragoni]

Episode 2

Samura Jade adjusts to her new life in Sensei Garmadon's Monastery, focusing on how to handle herself since the life-altering accident. For a fleeting moment she ponders if she could truly stay here... If only it was so simple.

Episode 1

Episode 2 is now out! I hope you enjoyed it, l apologize for the major delays I had during this production.

please watch till the end. I am looking for voice actors, so if you would like to join this project, please message me at 'TWDMEMER[at]Gmail.com' With the title 'Voice Acting Audition' so that you may audition..!

This project may be on hold for while, I am moving in 4 days and being an intern so while I will still draw, this project may be delayed heavily in the next month, at least until I settle into my new environment. However this gives you plenty of time to audition.

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[jadequarze]

Man, thinking of Izutsumi is making me cry. Like, the succubus chapter and the monsters taking on the form of her mom (that she thinks what her mom looks like but she doesnt remember, she was taken/implied kidnapped when she was very very young).

How at first she was frozen and her small, cracked voice, calling her, "Mom?".

Then, the next without effort kills her 'mom' and the agony that she thinks that she doesnt have a human heart, that she's a heartless monster. Thinking how easy it is to kill her. Until, a big cat monster appears. As the fight stops, she looks at the cat monster and questions why it doesnt affect her. The realization that she does have a human heart, it just beats alongside the monster heart. That she's slowly starts to accept who she is, I mean she still has the desire to go back to being human, but she does start to not hate herself. And the fact that nearly her whole life being carted around, she was never alone. Her monster part protected the little girl, gave her its strength and agility.

I'd like to believe that's where the part where this snip of her thinking of herself, comes to fruition

[jinxthejubilee]

I don't know why the fandom is having such a hard time picturing Azul having a little brother based on Morgana from the second Little Mermaid movie. It could totally work in canon!

Let's break this down for a second:

Azul's parents are divorced. He was raised by his bio mom and his step-dad.

Azul says himself that his step-father is "the father he respects," which could mean that he has absolutely no contact with his bio-dad. He wouldn't know what he was up to or if he had other children.

Azul's bio-dad could've also been a cecaelian (octo-mermaid) and had another child, or he could've been a normal mermaid who got with another octo-mer after he divorced Azul's mother.

Heck, maybe that was the cause for the divorce in the first place. Maybe he had an affair and destroyed his marriage himself. Or if you want to go a bit deeper, after their marriage fell apart for whatever reason, Azul's bio-dad wanted to recreate the family he lost and got with another cecaelian woman and had his little brother.

This point, in particular, could be a reference to the popular theory that Morgana was Ursula's half-sister. Same mother, different fathers.

The theory goes that Ursula was the result of an affair Triton's father, the former king, had with an octo-mermaid. Such a scandal would bring shame upon the royal family, hence why Ursula lived with her mother away from the prying eyes of the court, but it would also make sense why, in her youth, Ursula still had ties to the castle and lived there from time to time (according to the movie).

A few years later, Ursula's mother had another baby girl with a normal mermaid. He wasn't anyone special like the king, with no royal lineage or special magic of his own, making Morgana "unremarkable" in her mother's eyes. Or maybe their mother truly loved this man, and the relationship didn't work out, so she takes her anger and insecurities out on Morgana.

With all of this in mind, it's possible that Azul's bio-dad could resent Azul's little brother in some way, giving him an inferiority complex a mile wide, just like Morgana. He wouldn't stop talking about Azul and how great he's become, how his brother should strive to be more like him.

It was always: Azul this, or Azul that, or (INSERT NAME), why can't you be more like your brother Azul?

He would grow to despise Azul, his own brother, who he's never even MET. That's perfect angst potential right there. To add fuel to the fire, maybe little bro tried to reach out to Azul and connect with him, but their father sabotaged that somehow and made him think that Azul just didn't care.

Now you might be asking, how would Azul's bio-dad even know about Azul's accomplishments? Glad you asked!

Either A): Azul's mother is the only one in contact with him and updates him on how Azul's doing from time to time.

Or B): His bio-dad enrolled the Morgana stand-in in Azul's school by chance and heard through the grape vine that Azul became the deal maker non-technical crime boss he is now.

Or both. Honestly, both of these combined would push little male Morgana over the edge. His classmates hear the rumors about an octo-mer who granted devious wishes a few years back and are either scared of or really unimpressed by the little bro's lack of magical prowess.

The bullying and self-hatred haven't skipped a generation, and neither has the body issues. Instead of being insecure about being overweight, Azul's little bro is insecure about being way too skinny.

This went on way longer than I thought, but to wrap up: All this to say, if we got Jamil's sister, who is a reference to Jafar's twin sister from that obscure Aladdin game, I think it's plausible for Azul to have a brother.

Thank you, and goodnight!

[sleekervae]

if it matters, you complete me

Masterlist

Pairing: Austin x Jade (OC) (standalone)

Summary: After a long day and night of filming, Austin comes home in the early hours of the morning to find Jade deep in the throes of work.

Warnings: fluff, super duper major fluff

Word Count: 2,473

A/N: since seeing those "Caught Stealing" pics all over my feed, this idea's been rattling around in my brain. Enjoy!

Austin sighed as he pushed open the door, the quiet click echoing through their apartment. The familiar smell of vanilla and nutmeg greeted him, and he couldn't help but smile. Even after a long day on set, the thought of coming home to Jade always made him feel better.

As he made his way through the hallway, the dim glow of the living room caught his eye. He knew without even looking that Jade would be there, lost in her world of music. She was always more of a night owl, her creativity coming alive when the rest of the world was asleep.

And there she was, sitting cross-legged on the couch, her long hair cascading down her back with her laptop on her legs and earphones on her head. She had been just as busy as he was, but while his schedule forced him out into the chilly fall of New York, Jade’s work sequestered her to their apartment.

Austin smiled to himself, leaning against the doorframe for a moment to just watch her. Despite how exhausted he was, the sight of her—completely lost in her element—warmed something in his chest. There was something peaceful about it, about her.

He tiptoed closer, sliding off his shoes, and quietly plucked the headphones from her ears. Jade jumped slightly, her eyes widening before they softened when she saw him. She grinned, and even though she was the one who had been working all night, she somehow looked more refreshed than he felt.

“Hey, stranger,” she teased, her voice warm and soft in the late-night quiet. "You’re up late."

He chuckled, dropping onto the couch beside her. “So are you,” he said, his hand gently brushing a stray curl from her face, “What are you working on?”

“Psycho babble,” she replied with a smirk, her eyes twinkling mischievously. She had her mixing software up and running, the audio spikes zig-zagging 

across the screen like musical notes frozen in time. Austin watched in awe as she expertly navigated through the program, her fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced precision.

“Is that the name of your next album?” he asked.

“Never say never,” she shrugged back.

“I thought you were supposed to be on a ‘break’,” he pointed out.

He had a point. Jade had spent the last few years putting together her last album, having it chart, marketing it and then touring across the globe. She was an absolute rockstar, but even she was a human being with limits. As soon as award season was over she swore she would take a break — giving her more of an excuse to travel with Austin. But alas, she was an artist. 

“Idle hands do the devil’s work, darling,” she replied smartly, “Besides, I’m here aaaalll alone in New York, all my friends are asleep, and you’re working so I can’t bother you,” he knew from the lilt in her voice that Jade was only joking, but Austin couldn’t help the little sting of guilt rippling up his spine. Every time they were in New York together it was always so magical, but this time he was working late.

He leaned in to press a soft kiss against her temple, his lips lingering against her skin. The scent of her shampoo mixed with a hint of tea was intoxicating, and for a moment, he forgot about the long day he had just endured. Jade leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut as she savored the closeness between them.

“I promise we'll have our New York adventure soon,” Austin murmured, the words a vow against her skin. “I'll make it up to you.”

Jade turned to look at him then, her gaze searching his face with a mix of fondness and amusement. “You always do,” she said, her voice soft but filled with warmth. “But right now, how about a midnight snack to keep us going?”

Austin chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. “Midnight? It’s 4am.” he teased.

She rolled her eyes playfully before hopping off the couch, her hand reaching out for his. “Details, details. Come on, let’s raid the fridge! You should never go to bed on an empty stomach!”

Together, hand in hand, they made their way to the kitchen. The soft glow of the refrigerator light illuminated Jade's face, casting a warm halo around her. Austin couldn't help but admire her in that moment, the way she moved with such grace and purpose even in the dead of night. But then, that’s what she always did. For as long as he could remember, she was a nocturnal creature.

As they rummaged through the shelves, pulling out random snacks and leftovers, a comfortable silence settled between them. It was moments like these that Jade cherished the most—simple, mundane tasks made special by her favorite person.

With their impromptu feast gathered on the countertop, Jade hopped up to sit on its edge, swinging her legs as she surveyed their bounty. Austin leaned against the counter opposite her, a smile playing on his lips as he watched her.

“Ah-ha!” Jade exclaimed triumphantly, holding up a half-empty carton of oreos, “Did I ever tell you about my oreos hack?”

Austin's eyes widened in playful anticipation, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. He knew Jade had a knack for turning ordinary moments into remarkable experiences, and her "oreos hack" was no exception. 

“No, but I’m all ears,” he replied, leaning in with exaggerated interest.

Jade chuckled at his enthusiasm before leaning closer to whisper her secret. “Okay, so you take two Oreo cookies, right? Twist them apart carefully...” Her voice lowered conspiratorially as she demonstrated, her fingers deftly separating the chocolate cookies from the creamy filling. 

Austin watched, completely entranced by her animated explanation. It didn’t matter that it was past 4 am or that they both had early mornings ahead of them; in that moment, time seemed to stand still as they shared this simple joy together.

“Once you have them separated,” Jade continued, a mischievous glint in her eyes, “you grab a spoonful of peanut butter and spread it on one side of the cookie. Then, you put them back together and dunk the whole thing in a glass of milk… or coffee. It’s better with black coffee and the bitterness cuts the sweet,”

Austin couldn’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm, charmed by the way she could turn a late-night snack into an adventure. He reached for an Oreo from the package, following her instructions meticulously as she watched with a grin.

“If we have coffee now, we’ll never get to sleep. Milk will have to do,” he joked, grabbing a glass from the cupboard and filling it with milk. Jade beamed at him, her eyes sparkling with delight as she watched him assemble his own Oreo creation.

As they both took a bite of their makeshift dessert, a moment of contentment washed over them. The combination of sweet chocolate, creamy peanut butter, and cold milk was surprisingly satisfying, each flavor melding together perfectly on their taste buds. Austin couldn’t help but marvel at how Jade had a way of turning the simplest things into something just a little more fun.

They sat in comfortable silence, enjoying their late-night snack together. The apartment was quiet, the only sound being the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional clink of their glasses against the countertop.

Austin chewed thoughtfully, the sweetness of the Oreo and the peanut butter mixing in a surprisingly pleasant way. He chuckled as he glanced at Jade, who was already halfway through her second cookie, her eyes bright and mischievous. Despite how tired he felt, moments like this made everything else fade into the background.

Jade wiped a crumb from her lip, leaning back against the counter. “So, Caught Stealing,” she began, her tone casual, but her gaze soft with concern. “How’s it going? You guys make any progress tonight?”

Austin’s smile faltered for a split second, but he quickly recovered, pushing the exhaustion to the back of his mind. “Yeah, it’s coming along,” he said, trying to keep his voice upbeat for her. “We shot this big chase scene tonight. A lot of running, a lot of retakes. You know how it is—hours of running for what’ll probably be a three-minute scene.” He laughed, though it came out a little hollow.

Jade nodded, though her eyes lingered on him longer than usual. She could always tell when he was holding back, even when he tried his best to hide it. “Sounds intense,” she said softly. “You must be beat.”

“I’m fine,” Austin insisted, but his attempt at brushing it off was undermined by the way he leaned heavily against the counter, his shoulders slumping just a little. He glanced over at her, catching her raised brow. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Okay, maybe a little. But it’s nothing new. You know how these things go.”

Jade stepped closer, her fingers lightly tracing the back of his hand. “I do,” she murmured. “But that doesn’t mean you have to pretend like it’s no big deal. You’ve been going nonstop lately.”

Austin looked down at her, the tiredness catching up to him all at once. He couldn’t help but smile at her concern, at how she always seemed to know what he needed before he did. “I just didn’t want to drag you down,” he admitted, his voice softer now. “You’ve got your own thing going on. I figured we’d both just… power through.”

Jade glanced at the time on her phone, now reading 4:17am. She shook her head, smiling gently. “I think power-hour has long passed.” she said. “You should go to bed.”

“What about you?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged back, “I probably should,” as the words left her lips, a yawn took her over.

A warmth spread through Austin’s chest as he looked at her, perched on the counter, the soft light casting shadows over her features. Without thinking, he stepped closer, sliding between her legs as she leaned back slightly to make room for him. His hands found her waist, holding her gently but securely, and he felt the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt.

“Let’s go to bed,” he urged her gently, “And if we time it right, we might even get to wake up together,” no hectic mornings, no looming deadline shoots; only a peaceful and intimate moment for the two of them to share and enjoy together.

Jade looked up at him, her lips quirking into a soft smile, the kind that made his heart skip. Her legs wrapped loosely around his hips as she rested her hands on his chest, tracing absent patterns. “Deal,” she whispered, her gaze never leaving his, “Let’s go to bed,”

Austin scooped Jade up effortlessly, relishing the feeling of her warm body pressed against his as he carried her towards the bedroom. Her laughter tinkled in the air, the sound like music to his ears. They entered the room, dimly lit by a soft glow from the bedside lamp, casting a warm ambiance over the space.

Gently laying Jade down on the plush covers, Austin lowered Jade onto the plush covers, her body sinking into the soft bedding. He gazed down at her with intense eyes, overflowing with unspoken declarations of love and adoration. Leaning in, he tenderly pressed his lips against hers in a lingering, gentle kiss. Jade's hands found their way to his cheek, her touch soft and reassuring. In that moment, the world outside seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of intimacy and affection.

As they broke apart, Jade's eyes fluttered open, gazing up at him with a mix of adoration and desire. She reached up to cup his cheek, her touch sending shivers down his spine. 

"Wait," she said, her eyes flickering with amusement. "The snacks."

Austin blinked, momentarily confused before he remembered the plate of untouched snacks left out in the kitchen. He hesitated, torn between his desire for rest and knowing they should tidy up.

Jade let out a soft chuckle at his internal struggle and shook her head. "It's fine, we can get it in the morning.” she assured.

He wasn’t going to argue with that, not when sleep was tugging at his limbs and his eyes. 

Austin gave a small laugh, the kind that came from sheer exhaustion. “You sure? I can—” 

Jade cut him off with a playful nudge, her hands gently pushing him toward the bedroom. “It’s fine, we’ll deal with it tomorrow,” she insisted, her tone firm but light. 

He didn’t argue, the thought of their bed far more enticing than anything else at the moment. They padded quietly through the bedroom, Austin tugging off his old clothes and tossing them onto the chair in the corner, replacing them with comfortable sweats. Jade, meanwhile, grabbed one of his old T-shirts from the dresser and slipped it on, the hem falling loosely over her thighs. 

Austin smiled as he caught sight of her in his shirt, the familiar comfort of the scene filling his chest with warmth. It was always like this—simple, easy, natural. No matter how hectic their days were, they always had these moments, where it was just the two of them, cocooned in their own little world. 

“C’mere,” he murmured, his voice thick with exhaustion as he climbed into bed, holding the blanket up for her. Jade smiled and slid in beside him, immediately curling into his side, her head resting on his chest. 

They lay there in the quiet, the soft sound of their breathing filling the room as they settled into the warmth of each other. Austin’s arm wrapped around her waist, his hand absentmindedly tracing small circles on her back. 

For a moment, neither of them spoke. It was peaceful, the weight of the day slowly slipping away. Jade’s fingers played lightly with the fabric of his shirt, and Austin closed his eyes, already half-drifting into sleep. 

“Today was rough, huh?” Jade asked softly, breaking the silence but keeping her voice gentle. 

“Mmm,” Austin murmured, too tired to form a full sentence. But he didn’t need to. Jade understood. 

She lifted her head slightly, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw before settling back down, her head tucked perfectly under his chin. “I’m glad you’re home,” she whispered. 

Austin smiled, his heart swelling as he tightened his hold on her. “Me too,” he whispered back, his voice thick with sleep. 

They drifted off like that, wrapped up in each other, the world outside their bedroom fading into nothing. Tomorrow, there’d be work, messes to clean, and more long nights—but tonight, they had this. Just them, together, in the quiet warmth of their bed.

[streetdogsthecomic]

Suspicions

A dialogue that might show up in the actual comic! Thought it was funny to draw it out and test how it'd look like 🧚‍♀️

Jade does not know about the Bloodhound League or the existence of Hunters and Monsters altogether, but she does know that something is fishy with Venatio Academy's scouting project

I wonder what that could be? 🤔

[ladypepperofdavenshire]

Sora [Subject 001], AKA Bradley Jade's fourteen-year-old lab rat child. Her powers are essentially a human battery for other superhumans; she boosts others' powers when she's around them by 20xs. She's sort of like Bradley's magnum opus, as he experimented on the inmates and illegally obtained blood and tissue samples to try to make his own superhumans, and Sora was the most successful (i.e. the one that survived past petri dish stage).

Sora was implanted with false memories of her life "outside" of Jade's Hall as a precuation since the scientists felt her knowing she's an experiment would negatively mess with her psyche; and her thinking that they're trying to help her instead of contain her indefinitely allows them to better control her.

When Tasha ousted her father and had him and his loyal employees arrested and  found out, she axed those experiments, but Sora was too dangerous to be released so she’s confined to the facilities.

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

JADE Origin Story - a Call of Duty OC Short Comic (PART 2)

Warning : violence, blood and gore.

This comic was made for my final assignment for a comics class I attend for college. Since the theme is free, I decided to make a comic about Jade! It's not an origin story per se 💀 It's basically a showcase of my technical skills in drawing, paneling, and comic-making in general. With the time I had I only managed to finish 12 pages, but I'm proud of every single page! It features the story of when Jade was still in MI6 and a glimpse of what she did as a black agent; how she got things done back then and what her motivation was.

Have a look and hope you love it! 🥰🌹

PART I

[wyked-ao3]

Happy Thursday! May I request an infodump on Jade? Your siren tag got me curious about her :3

Thank you for the ask. Ok so here's another ask on Prince jade that gets into his past a little

spoilers below the line

Jade has a magic collar ...that was made by the fae. He has been resurrected via necromancy... his family sucks .. he is kinda cursed but that's not super relevant at the moment...is the cliff notes

Jade grew up with two older siblings and two younger siblings who could do no wrong. He was singled out as the only redhead in the family besides for the Queen's dead sister Liliana. Queen Kia hated her sister and everyone else is just glad they are not Jade and tend to make things worse...the three times he was kidnapped in the past was always treated like he had ran away....after the General's brought and back usually General Luke who will tie with Kia for villain role in book two.

Jade is one of the main characters of book two which gets into the royal family's and the politics on the kingdom and pirates side of the world.

Galen is the other main character who is the second in command in the Bioluminescence sea under Daimhín's command. He tends to do a lot of the work that Daimhín delegates but he doesn't mind. Also Jades love interest or is jade his love interest you know what I'm confusing myself there so on to the next thing.

Jade also has a extreme fear of water after being water boarded...so him being on a ship is going to be a blast to write and please pay attention to the warnings I put on the book as his will be rather dark.

Also Jade and Oisìn have been inadvertently been saving each other's life for years.

Jade is also depressed...kinda

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[jacksothereye]

You ever come up with an idea that haunts you deeply?

This guy popped into my head about a week ago and I've been drawing him every day since. He's an auditor for a limbo universe that I'm developing and he does not have full control over all of those extra handses. Some of them are helpful but some of em are real fuckers so be careful which one you shake.

Side note: It's both scary and liberating to find myself drawing outside of a fandom. Please be nice to me.

[carloroxxes]

I love star wars, but not involving myself into star wars fandom actually improved my mental health

[vaguely-concerned]

it really is hilarious how little objective quality has to do with how much I'll love an RPG. larian makes games that are objectively very good, but don't really resonate with me personally when I play them, for whatever reason. bioware makes games of wildly erratic levels of quality that cause my soul to vibrate at pitches heard only by dolphins and god.