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                              𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 :  ’𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚎_𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚗.𝚎𝚡𝚎’                                                  𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶…

                    independent original character jude solomon, as coded by z.

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                      𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔰 ,                                        𝔪𝔶 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔢 .

independent alec lightwood of freeform’s shadowhunters .     mutually exclusive .  scripted by faye .

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                                   ⁱ'ˡˡ ᶠᵘᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵈⁱᵍᵉˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ,  ᵒⁿᵉ ᵏⁱˢˢ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ

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@technologiiic​ said:  “   don’t  talk  about  yourself  like  that .   ” || hurt/comfort

“Why not? Just because you’re not honest with yourself doesn’t mean I can’t be.”  There was a common misconception that the neurodivergent were unaware of their more unsavory traits; Tate was probably more conscious of his short-comings than he was anything else about his personality. Like right now - He was snipping at Jude as if he’d done something wrong, but he hadn’t, he was only trying to be kind. Tate pursed his lips together and looked away from him.  “I know I’m not very nice to myself most of the time. I guess I feel like I don’t deserve niceness, even from myself.”

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                        “𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝.”

it’s a dry observation that pushes its way through plush lips, riding on a plume of smoke as he takes a drag from his cigarette. he isn’t the type to simply use words like band aids, not meant necessarily to make tate feel any better. light hues appraise the other as he offers a bit of explanation.

“being 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 with myself means knowing that approximately a little more than two-point-two of the population can call themselves my intellectual equal, and that most of them can’t even begin to approach it,” he nonchalantly places himself in the category of 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚞𝚜, his self confidence quite clearly of no issue.

“i’m willing to bet they don’t understand 𝚢𝚘𝚞, either.”

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                                              @noblecide 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛!

𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎.

his freshman year, it became obvious that he was the worker in any situation that required group participation  —— the one who would do the bulk of the work while the others slacked, committed to getting a good grade regardless. this almost made him a popular pick for a moment in time, until the fact that jude solomon is a pure blooded jackass became gravely apparent to his peers. by the time he was a senior at westfield, his classmates seemed to consider it no longer worth the stress of 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 with jude, even to siphon his knowledge. 

it is for this reason  —— not to mention the fact that a football coach has no business teaching even high school psychology  ——  that he’s begun to absolutely loathe mr. pierce’s third period psych class. the man seems to derive a certain 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜  from forcing jude to work in social situations while the majority of his teachers allow him to do the work alone.

this is how he comes to be standing in front of tate langdon’s desk, hands in his pockets and long hair partially in his eyes. they’ve been paired up. he doesn’t know tate 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 by any means, but one wouldn’t say the two are perfect strangers, either; rejects hold a certain familiarity with one another, placed in the same social strata and forced to coexist whether they’d like to do so on their own terms or not. “i can write a three page report on nietzschean philosophy in forty-five minutes,” he announces to the other like a child boasting how long he could hold his breath. it isn’t clear whether he is simply arrogantly announcing how easy the project will be or turning the cold shoulder on needing tate’s help. he folds his arms over his chest and juts his chin forward in defiance. “not that 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 would understand half of it.”

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“It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer

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                                                                       𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝!

so, i’d really like to get jude out there and into some great plots and interaction with you lovelies. 🖤 below you’ll find my disco and jude’s wire account, but you’re more than welcome to hop in my dms, or even just smash the heart and i’ll come to you. open to all mutuals!

disco  : 𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎#1625 w.ire  : technologiic

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𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !

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romantic relationships !

💘  friends to lovers ❣️  enemies to lovers 💜  love at first sight 💙  slow burn 💚  skinny love 💔  exes to lovers again 🖤  on again , off again

familial relationships !

🌼  older sibling 🌺  younger sibling 👭  twins 🌻  friends like siblings 🍃  cousins 🌵  parental

friend relationships !

☀️   best friends 🌦   enemies to friends 🌈   friends since childhood  ⛅️  friends of circumstance  ☁️  school friends  🌩  friends from traumatic experiences

enemy relationships !

🔪   friends to enemies 💣   stole something from my muse 🔦   stole something from your muse 🗡   bullied my muse 🔫   bullied your muse ⚔️   family feud 🛠   fueds between mutual friends ❌   guilty by association

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                              𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 :  ’𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚎_𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚗.𝚎𝚡𝚎’                                                  𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶…

                    independent original character jude solomon, as coded by z.

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𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝metuere​:

“Jude, if you want to tell me who hurt you, you can. Because it sounds like that’s what you’re dancing around.”

It does! It actually does. And smoking a cigarette in a wealth person’s office makes Spirit feel particularly intelligent. She’s half-convinced she should be a psychologist.

Spirit continues smoking and watching Jude fiddle with the colorful squares. She doesn’t know a polite way to answer him. “You take shit so serious, Jude. I bet you wouldn’t even go out with me one night in Brooklyn.”

“jesus, i’m not some sort of comic book 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 with a tragic backstory. nothing happened to me, it’s just the way i am,” he says with a shake of his head with a laugh that’s only half derisive. in his estimation, he isn’t lying; he’s yet to experience a genuine heartbreak that didn’t feel more like annoyance at waiting his time. his upbringing is the only version of reality he’s ever known, and the fact that some of it entailed watching people be badly hurt (𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎) doesn’t seem to enter into his summary of events. work is work, his father would say, and not everyone’s work can be pretty.

the mention of brooklyn earns a quirk of an eyebrow. she’s piqued his attention via the channels of 𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

“please, 𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚎 on what a night out in brooklyn of all places would entail.”

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metuere​:

Jude is a jackass is to Sand is dry as Spirit is a dumbass is to Fire is hot. She doesn’t take much offense to him thinking he’s better than her (most people do; she’s realized she’ll drive herself crazy if she confronts the slight every time it occurs) and she hasn’t yet dizzied herself by spinning around in the office chair and taking heavy drags from her cigarette. 

Spirit wheezes out a laugh, waving smoke out of her face so he can see her crooked smile. At least she can laugh a little bit at herself. “You’re getting plenty of silence, Jude, trust me. It could be worse,” she teases. “I get it, like, that’s what I’m saying. You’re so offput by everybody over-basically nothing. I think it’s always interesting to have some fucking fun sometimes.”

                            𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚜.

“over basically nothing?” he repeats, amused at the outlandish audacity of the statement. it is true enough that he is off put by most people, but to think it is over nothing is practically the height of comedy to jude. “people are 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌. and that’s just the most tolerable of them. people are messy, and the more of them there are around, the bigger the mess they make.

were he slightly more ready to address his issues with socializing, he’d also say that people are 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑, but it’s easier to leave the blame on others than his own lack of understanding. blue hues roll as he picks up the rubix cube from his desk, idly twisting the square in his hands as he raises an eyebrow at spirit.

“i have plenty of fun. life’s one big amusement park, twenty-four, seven,” he answers dryly, returning his gaze to the puzzle toy in his hands when he asks a follow up. “𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒'𝚖 𝚏𝚞𝚗?”

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ooc.  new icon, new mobile theme/header, new promo, and an absolute need to write angsty/emo things. let’s plot or do memes!

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