Semi-independent Jade Harley for the DemonStuck AU. (Written by Heather)
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God My Hand Still Fucking Hurts!!
God my hand still fucking hurts!!
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Jade had already tuned her entire focus to the task at hand, deweeding the garden. She hadn't noticed DJ leave, let alone return until he spoke. She jumped a little bit.
"Yeah!! Those are perfect!!"
strenuusvenator started following you!
@strenuusvenator
"Hello..."
bullying the traumatized
we don't wear kiddy gloves here.
"Who told you it wasn't that bad?"
"Who told you that?"
"I'll fight anyone who says otherwise."
"Yeah, well, news flash: it fucked you up. I can tell."
"It's okay to have shit that fucks you up, you know."
"Ohhhh noooo, you're feeling an emotion."
"God forbid something hurts and you do something about it."
"That's trauma for you."
"Get angry about it."
"I don't know. I expected you to feel something."
"In case it escaped your notice, I care about you!"
"Do you have a death wish?"
"And you decided you were going to stoically suffer in silence and not tell anyone?"
"Got some 'main character syndrome' in you, huh?"
"We're meant to be a team!"
"Then they can go to hell! They don't tell us what we're capable of."
"I'm going to try. I don't care whether you're gonna try with me but I hope you do."
"We've seen worse odds."
"What did you expect? Me to stand there and do nothing?"
"Oh, you have trauma? I didn't notice."
"Oh, grow! Up!"
Jade had just been on the phone with her boyfriend, well, boyfriends' actually. Despite having been with Derrik for a decent amount of time now he still struggles to talk to her on the phone sometimes. She missed both of them and was looking forward to seeing them again as soon as she was done working in this city.
So seeing one of her boyfriends' is a bit of a shock at first.
"Obviously, you aren't actually my boyfriend. I was literally just on the phone with him. What the fuck do you want?!"
Mislefoe (for envy, serious)
THIS POST ( accepting ) ╰┈➤ Envy
The form standing before her isn't Envy - at least it doesn't look like it aside from the wide grin that spread across it's face. The form it took, at the moment, was a tall blonde man with long blonde hair tossed over his shoulder. His eyes were obscured behind sharp sunglasses, but the mania behind them was clear. He was enjoying the horrified anger on her face.
" What's wrong darlin', seen a ghost? " It spoke in the man's voice, and leaned forward.
Suddenly, her fist connects with it's face, and the form rippled away for a moment - revealing the creature beneath the facade for a split moment.
The homunculus reconstructed the disguise, voice now its own.
" Not afraid to hit your own boyfriend, huh?? "