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Jade Howlett

@jadehowlettthewolf

I play a mutant named Jade (see #jade the wolf and #about the muse) Been using her for near 10 years

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This is gonna be your one stop shop for most info on this blog, including basic rules, verses, and muse information. It will be long so I’ll have everything under the read more. Rules first, then Basic Muse Info, then verses I have or am interested in doing. 

Last Updated 10/13/22

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Emoji Themed OC Interview Questions - Masterlist

🍼 [BABY BOTTLE] What's your OC's first memory?

🥛 [MILK] What is your OC's relationship with their biological parents like? What about their relationship with any non-biological parental figures?

🍨 [ICE CREAM] How does your OC compose themselves in stressful situations?

🍦 [SOFT CONE] Where does your OC work? How much are they paid, and would they prefer a different job? Why?

🍬 [LOLLY/CANDY] What would your OC like to receive for Valentine's Day/as a token of love?

🥤 [PARTY CUP] How does your OC feel about drama? Do they start any themselves?

🍷 [WINE] Where on the 'wine aunt scale' is your OC?

🥀 [WILTED ROSE] How good is your OC at meeting deadlines? What motivates them?

🌹 [ROSE] Does your OC believe in true love? Why?

🍄 [MUSHROOM] How likely is your OC to eat random berries/mushrooms they find?

🍁 [MAPLE LEAF] What is your OC's favourite season? Why and what do they do during it?

🍎 [RED APPLE] Who does your OC value above all else?

🍒 [CHERRY] Who is your OC's perfect companion?

🍓 [STRAWBERRY] How do they feel about 'cute' things?

🍅 [TOMATO] How misunderstood is your OC? In-universe or IRL.

🌶️ [HOT PEPPER] Who would your OC declare their sworn enemy if they could meet them?

🍉 [WATERMELON] What will your OC take to the grave?

🍟 [CHIPS/FRIES] How much junk food/sometimes food does your OC eat? Has it affected their health?

🍂 [AUTUMN LEAVES] Does your OC view piles of dead leaves as a mess or as fun?

🥕 [CARROT] How tough is your OC against certain situations? How weak are they against others?

🍊 [ORANGE] Does your OC have a prophecy surrounding them? If they don't, what would it be?

🥭 [MANGO] What colours best represent them and why? Does this differ from their favourites?

🌰 [CHESTNUT] What food group does your OC mostly eat (e.g., grains, fruits)?

🍑 [PEACH] How do they show their kindness? How kind are they truly?

🧅 [ONION] What is surefire to make your OC cry? Who knows of this information?

🍍 [PINEAPPLE] Pineapple on pizza or not?

🍋 [LEMON] What is their kryptonite/ultimate weakness?

🌽 [CORN] How good are they at hiding and finding their way?

🍕 [PIZZA SLICE] How good is your OC at sharing? How do they share something if there's not enough supply?

🧈 [BUTTER] How soft is your OC? In what sense are they soft?

🍌 [BANANA] Have parts of your OC been lost to time (in-universe)? What do they wish they could lose from themselves?

🏵️ [ROSETTE] What flower symbolises your OC best and why? What does the flower mean in floriography?

🍪 [BUSCUIT/COOKIE] Does your OC prefer things simple or extravagant?

🍻 [BEER CHEERS] Is your OC typically on the louder or quieter side?

🥂 [GLASS CHEERS] What is your OC's 'aesthetic?'

🥃 [MATE] What does your OC look for in a friend? What do they find is a turn-off?

🍯 [HONEY] At what point does someone seem sickly sweet to your OC?

🍞 [BREAD] Does your OC have any allergies? How severe are they? Do they require equipment to help them?

🥐 [CROISSANT] Where is your OC from? How do they feel about their homeland? Where are they now?

🥖 [BAGUETTE BREAD] Where is your OC's favourite food from? Is it a variety of places?

🥨 [PRETZEL] How complicated is your OC's backstory? Who does it entwine with?

🥯 [BAGEL] What does/has your OC have/had an unhealthy obsession over? What caused this obsession? How do they deal with it? Do they seek help?

🥞 [PANCAKES] What's the most your OC can eat in one sitting? At what point do they get sick?

🧇 [WAFFLE] Using shape language, how would you redesign your OC?

🧀 [CHEESE WEDGE] How often does your OC get into situations that rely on pure luck/miracles happening?

🍹 [TROPICAL BEVERAGE] If your OC could go anywhere, where would it be?

🍔 [BURGER] What would your OC put on their burger?

🍰 [CAKE SLICE] How does your OC change as you get to know them?

🥧 [PIE] What's the longest journey your OC has gone on? What was it for? Did they succeed?

🌻 [SUNFLOWER] Where would your OC get lost in the moment/beauty of the place?

💐 [BOUQUET] If you could send your OC a bouquet, what flowers would make it up and what is the overall message

🌾 [RICE SHEAF] How picky is your OC with food? What will and won't they eat?

🍈 [MELON] If they had to be put into a box, what box would it be and why?

🍏 [GREEN APPLE] How do they differ from the norm and how are they punished for it?

🍐 [PEAR] What is their current social standing? If they could change it, would they, and to what?

🥒 [CUCUMBER] How innocent are they (unaware to the bad happenings around them)?

🥬 [LEAFY GREEN] How mundane are they? Do they like it that way?

🥦 [BROCCOLI] What do they hate about humanity/their species?

🥑 [AVACADO] What will they never back down about, even if it makes them seem bad?

🥝 [KIWI FRUIT] How does their outside appearance differ from who they are?

🌿 [HERB] Is your OC religious? What do they believe in?

☘️ [SHAMROCK] How passionate is your OC about things they love/hate?

🍀 [FOUR LEAF CLOVER] Would your OC spend hours looking for a four leaf clover?

🌲 [EVERGREEN] What does your OC's dream treehouse look like? What tree is it built upon?

🌳 [DECIDUOUS] What's your OC's favourite thing to do at the park?

🍾 [POPPING CORK] How does your OC celebrate special occasions? With whom?

🍃 [FALLEN LEAF] What's the darkest period of time your OC has been through?

🌵 [CACTUS] How physically resilient is your OC?

🍵 [GREEN TEA] What's your OC's preferred flavour of tea, if they even drink it?

🍸 [COCKTAIL] When was the first time your OC had an alcoholic beverage? What did they think of it?

🌱 [SEEDLING] What new passions/hates is your OC discovering?

🌴 [PALM TREE] What are the stops on your OC's dream cruise? What boat are they on?

🌸 [CHERRY BLOSSOM] Does your OC believe in legends/myths?

💮 [WHITE FLOWER] Has your OC ever kissed someone? Who, when, and where?

🌺 [HIBISCUS] What does your OC think is the prettiest name?

🌷 [TULIP] What is your OC's favourite flower and colour?

🍧 [SHAVED ICE] What's your OC's favourite flavour of edible thing (e.g., strawberry)?

🧁 [CUPCAKE] If you had to describe your OC using flavours, how would you (e.g., 'they're very sweet')?

🍭 [LOLLIPOP] Would your OC ever share food with someone?

🍆 [EGGPLANT] How are they used by others? How easily are they tricked into this?

🍇 [GRAPES] What's their circle of people/their species like? What dynamic would they be called?

🍩 [DONUT] What is your OC's biggest flaw? How do they deal with it? Do they deal with it?

🍮 [CUSTARD] Expensive restaurants or cheap store-brand microwave meals?

🎂 [BIRTHDAY CAKE] How does your OC celebrate their birthday? With who, and where?

🥔 [POTATO] What do they have that others see as a flaw, but they don't care about?

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-Mix

I love my OC!

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“Oh, confident, aren’t yeh? Hmm….” She walks past him, into the doorway, and then stops a few steps in to continue with, “Well, maybe we can see how things turn, yeh mind me sitting with y'all at lunch tomorrow?”
Jade knew he was teasing, but… Well, he was a very pretty man. All else fails, maybe he’d be a friend, or at least someone to hang around until she was done with school. While she had planned to run back off to Salem right after graduation… Perhaps she could be swayed.
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“I can be persuaded,” he replied, following in step with her as they headed back to the school. “I’m sure the dudes won’t care once I say.” The others would probably fawn of her, if he was being honest.

“So long as you can handle a couple annoying freshmen that follow us like puppies, that is.”

"Aye, I'm sure I can. Long as they don't act like little shits too much," she answers with a small laugh and a grin. She wouldn't mind them, and if they were little shits... Well, she had her ways of making sure people didn't mess with her. Without violence, of course. She didn't start the fights.

Right then, the bell rang, and Jade winced at the noise, the two of them happening to be right under the physical bell. "Ugh, fuck, social studies. Uh, well. Yeh know what, I'll bring some o' my cookies tomorrow. Needed an excuse to bake anyways."

Steve instinctively perks up a bit as he's no longer left alone, Jade returning with drinks and snacks. Truth be told? He's actually kind of hungry. Skipped lunch today - It was that bad. It's not like him either. To skip eating. Thinking about it, he makes himself reach over for a couple of the cookies. Mostly because they'd be more filling.

"Her job must be rough." He can only imagine how hectic it could get. That kind of job is stressful, he's sure. "Yeah, that's fine with me. I don't mind. It's just.. kind of nice to be at someone else's place for once?" Is that odd of him to say? "Even if the circumstances are a little.." His freehand lifts, waving a bit in order to say they were iffy. Because, you know, possibly having a concussion is no good.

Jade chuckles a bit, nodding before getting back up to rummage through the movies they have. "Aye, she spent a long time taking classes in-between work so she could do this job though. And while I'm still annoyed we had ta move yet again, she's... Happy. Happier than I've seen her in awhile. So it's worth it."

She then finds the movie she's looking for, sliding it into the VCR. "Plus it's nice ta actually be paying for the house we're living in, rather than renting. Anyway, I hope yeh don't mind the Muppets."

Sounded tough. Just as he thought. Jade's mom seems to juggle a whole lot, but he can also tell that they don't feel estranged from their mom like he does with his parents. Part of him can't help but envy that. Then there's the mention of her mother being happier. Did something happen that made her sad? Depressed, even? Steve decides not to ask. It's not his business unless Jade chooses to make it his business. "I'm glad she's happier." Is the only comment he makes about it, flashing a small smile for a moment.

"The Muppets? Really?" He says this despite actually never having seen the movies in his life. They were one of the many things his mother oddly forbade him watching. Didn't like letting him get into things she deemed childish. Even when he was a child. What's wrong with being a childish child? What kind of bullshit was that? He shakes his head. "Never seen it actually."

Her head whips around, her green eyes wide in shock. "Wat te actual fuck, are yeh serious?! Shit, okay, yeah, yer in fer a treat then."

Jade finishes setting everything up, getting the movie going and plopping on the couch. Not too close to Steve. But also not exactly keeping distance between them. A comfortable middle ground. She did hope that he could pay attention to the movie with whatever the fuck was going on with his head, but all else fails, he could just come over to watch it again.

By the time the movie is nearly over, there's the sound of keys and the lock twisting. A woman that's a good 3 inches taller than Jade, and almost eerily similar looking, walks in the door.

"Jade! Have you, oh." She stops after dropping her keys in the bowl on the side table, looking towards Steve. "Sorry, didn't realize we had a guest."

No shame. Except part of him has been utterly embarrassed by his inability to keep it together. His anger had been the only thing keeping him together and yeah, he's still angry, but he's always struggling with far more than what anyone would assume or imagine. How could anyone truly imagine correctly what it's like to be controlled? But he doesn't talk about that. Is sure he never well. If he couldn't even let anyone close enough to be vulnerable about his regular problems, how could anyone expect him to over things like this? Who the fuck could he even talk to about this? Maybe besides the Byers kid. Whom he still hasn't really interacted with much.

Billy hasn't been interacting with too many people these days in general. What was once something he took pride in; Being the new king of Hawkins. Now? He just wanted people to get the fuck away from him. Something about how people looked at him after it all - It pissed him off.

"I got a couple. Planned on being out here a while." Freehand is used to dig around in one of his pockets, fishing for both the pack of cigarettes and lighter inside it. He extends his arm out to her whilst thumb pops the lid of his cigarette pack. Inside she could easily see just as he said. There were a few joints settled inside in the midst of the cigarettes. Once she takes one, the pack is closed and lighter passed over to her. "Knock yourself out."

Jade reaches over, nabbing a joint and the offered lighter as well. Despite not actually having a smoking habit, she did carry her own lighter, but it'd be rude to not take his, right? "Thanks. Don't smoke often, but I like the taste."

She takes a few slow hits, looking up through the trees towards the cloudy sky. Listening to the birds, the skittering of bugs, the rustles of leaves in the wind is all that fills the silence for awhile.

Eventually she speaks, "....I'll be honest a small part o' me still wants to wreck yer ass fer the shit yeh did last year. Ta Steve. Nearly hurtin Lucas..."

Jade looks over at Billy, taking another drag. "I know it'd do no feckin' good though, not anymore. Long as yeh promise ta keep yer hands to yerself, so will I."

"Can't do shit about what I did in the past." If the people he's wrong have forgiven him, what else is there to do? "Only people I plan on fighting is people who get in my face." As in people who are very clearly trying to pick a fight. For the most part, he strays away from others these days anyway.

He takes a long drag off his own joint, pausing, and then exhaling the smoke into the air. "Only fights I'm getting in are ones brought to me."

She nods, taking another hit herself, huffing out the smoke through her nose. "Well, heres ta hoping there ain't many then.... And that the fucking crazy shit in this town is through. My body is still aching from being thrown around."

Jade always knew she and her dad couldn't be the only strange things in the world but... Monsters? A whole nother dimension or whatever the fuck it was? God she was having a difficult time with it herself, and she knew the world was far weirder before this shit. Who knew how everyone else was able to handle it.

Hey! I know this is late at night on my end, but I AM NOT GETTING NOTIFICATIONS FOR THREAD REPLIES

Three times I've missed a reply because I never got notification for it. Imma try to figure something out, but if I don't wind up replying to something in a couple days or so, feel free to send your reply to me, or start tagging me in your reply. Tumblr is either being glitchy with me or something they've done has fucking things over a bit. I'll also reblog this post in the morning.

Mun Mal

Tears of the Kingdom is in.

I likely won't answer anymore RPs this weekend.... Likely. Not impossible though lol

Night night fer now y'all.

Mun Mal

Okay, so one could say this kind of thing is definitely a hyper focus of his. He's done so much research on this hobby that he actually has a ton of information to share. The fact he can with someone that's visibly interested? Well, let's just say he would have kept rambling on and on about it if she didn't suddenly ask a question.

"Hell yeah! You definitely could. That's an interesting one though." Already, Eddie can imagine if Jade really got into this? She'd have a pretty sick character made for sure.

She shrugs with a smile, glad that he thinks it's a good idea. "I mean, werewolves are already cool, and I know enough about blacksmith to not be fumbling me way through pretending... I've made enough things ta work around a shop."

The plan had been to move back to Salem after this place. Either keep working at that historical tourist site, so she'd be allowed access to the smithy, or maybe buy her own equipment some day. "I like workin wit metal. Easier ta make shit than drawing, ta me."

"Yeah, they're pretty sick." Even if they were a common trope. "Wait? You've worked in blacksmithing before?" That's something he was completely unaware of. No surprise. They didn't really know each other all too well anyway. Still, the more he finds out about her, the more interested in her he finds himself. She seems pretty cool. "That's really badass."

Ah, that has a light pink dusting her cheeks, though her smile is a wee bit more... Smug.

"Aye, though, most of it were like... Horseshoes and fixing the tools the uh, historical tour place I worked at used. Sometimes trinkets fer the gift shop, though they didn't sell as much. A little more on the expensive side, after all. But uh..."

She pauses, her cheeks now a little more red, though seemingly out of... Embarrassment. The mutant pulls out her wallet, and hands Eddie a Polaroid.

It's two axes crossed, blurred but there are intricate Celtic knots engraved on the side of the blades. "My favorites. Hanging on my wall at home."

"Really? No one else noticed..?" Jonathan had thought it obvious even before the incident of her getting essentially thrown by the Mind Flayer. Just something about her had seemed.. different? That he couldn't quite put his finger on. "I guess there's so much going on, maybe? That it.. made them blind to realizing? I don't know." It's all he could think of, really.

"A.. lot." Another surprise topic though he's not so sure it's a surprise considering everything going on. Everyone would want to understand what happened. It's just that he gets tired of people asking. Most of the time, really. Still, understanding why people ask, he lets it go. "A lot that we wouldn't have survived if Argyle hadn't shown up, to be honest." His best friend. Who knows how things would have turned out if Argyle hadn't shown up in the van? The worst, he fears. At least things didn't turn out that way. "Most of it was driving, but still."

"Well, glad yer all in one piece. We... Not so lucky here, sorry, hold on," She huffs and slowly moves to sit down, her legs shaking slightly as she does. "Alright, uh, well.... Few people... Are dead. Not any of our group, but... Chrissy, Cunningham, uh... Unfortunately was with Eddie when... The fucker apparently controlling the entire Upside down, got to her...

Cops assumed Munson did it, and the other deaths after didn't help. The bastard that did it all is gone though, Nance blew his brains out with a shotgun. And the government guys are pinning the deaths on Jason Carver, since he tried to lead the town on a witch hunt for Eddie, and him and his buddies attacked Lucas and Erica. Nearly caused Max to..." She shakes her head, clearly angry and frustrated, as she rubs her face. "Max is still out, last I heard. Me mum's one of her nurses at least, so we'll hear anything an everything soon."

More deaths. Why is Jonathan not surprised? It's still awful to hear that people died, but he's just.. glad it wasn't anyone he cared about that died especially. "Yeah I - I heard about Max." Hard not to, you know? It's one of the first things he learned upon his arrival. He can only imagine how poorly Lucas is taking it. The kid cared about her a lot. That much anyone could see.

"How's Lucas holding up? Do you know?" He can't help but to ask, concerned not simply because they're one of his little brother's friends. Their whole group is practically family at this point and one of their owns well being is pretty damn important. "And what about you? You okay?"

"Not well. Been sleeping in the hospital room, until Steve made him go home to shower and eat something decent. Came right back though." Poor kid felt guilty, she knew that. He did about Max distancing herself, and now when they were finally getting close again, everything got fucked.

She huffs, and shakes her head, grimacing again, rubbing her neck. "....honestly? No. No, I... Eddie nearly died. Dumbass decided to stay behind and... Cut the fucking rope after me. Wanted to give the others a few more minutes, to kill the damned bastard and-"

Jade takes a deep breath, a groan of pain and a wince, before continuing with tears forming in her eyes. "Torn up by fucking hell bats when I got to him. I... Well, fucking figured out I can apparently heal other people-" A wry chuckle, with no humor, leaves her lips. "Have to... The wounds show up on me. I feel everything. Still."

Only reason she hadn't helped Max was cause everyone told her she wouldn't want it. That 'you passing out won't help anyone, and you already did from Eddie'.

"I'm tired."

@jadehowlettthewolf said: "Honestly, it's impressive yer still standin after everything that's happened." (For Billy please!)

Billy won't deny that. Though his mental state is often in shambles, he knows surviving what he had wasn't possible for everyone. The fact he's the only Flayed left - unless you counted Will Byers - well, it's proof of that in itself. Only two. Billy still doesn't really understand how he survived; Unaware of the mutation of his DNA that allowed for a light regeneration ability.

"Yeah?" He questions, huffing a soft laugh of a strange sort of amusement before pulling a joint that is definitely not tobacco based to his lips. It likely explains his more oddly calm demeanor right now. He's a little stoned. Just a little, but enough to find himself relaxed. He'd started before Jade even showed up in the woods; Billy assuming he'd be the only one in the vicinity. Clearly he'd been wrong. "I don't really know how I'm standing either." Did he just admit that? Yes. Yes, he did.

"No shame in admitting that," Jade says, taking a seat on a fallen log. She hadn't expected anyone to be out this way either, since she made it a point to be away from the Harrington and the Byers homes. "Not sure how to... Handle everything after that shit either."

He had it worse, she knew. Wasn't going to compare their shit, he had been fucking controlled, all Jade had dealt with was being thrown and slammed around by that damn monster. Plus, hearing about how shit his dad was to him, through Max...

She grunts, grimaces, in pain as she stretches her body. While the weed wouldn't actually affect her... "Yeh wouldn't happen ta have another joint, would ye? Pay yeh back fer it later. One way o' another." Would he like homemade cookies?

No shame. Except part of him has been utterly embarrassed by his inability to keep it together. His anger had been the only thing keeping him together and yeah, he's still angry, but he's always struggling with far more than what anyone would assume or imagine. How could anyone truly imagine correctly what it's like to be controlled? But he doesn't talk about that. Is sure he never well. If he couldn't even let anyone close enough to be vulnerable about his regular problems, how could anyone expect him to over things like this? Who the fuck could he even talk to about this? Maybe besides the Byers kid. Whom he still hasn't really interacted with much.

Billy hasn't been interacting with too many people these days in general. What was once something he took pride in; Being the new king of Hawkins. Now? He just wanted people to get the fuck away from him. Something about how people looked at him after it all - It pissed him off.

"I got a couple. Planned on being out here a while." Freehand is used to dig around in one of his pockets, fishing for both the pack of cigarettes and lighter inside it. He extends his arm out to her whilst thumb pops the lid of his cigarette pack. Inside she could easily see just as he said. There were a few joints settled inside in the midst of the cigarettes. Once she takes one, the pack is closed and lighter passed over to her. "Knock yourself out."

Jade reaches over, nabbing a joint and the offered lighter as well. Despite not actually having a smoking habit, she did carry her own lighter, but it'd be rude to not take his, right? "Thanks. Don't smoke often, but I like the taste."

She takes a few slow hits, looking up through the trees towards the cloudy sky. Listening to the birds, the skittering of bugs, the rustles of leaves in the wind is all that fills the silence for awhile.

Eventually she speaks, "....I'll be honest a small part o' me still wants to wreck yer ass fer the shit yeh did last year. Ta Steve. Nearly hurtin Lucas..."

Jade looks over at Billy, taking another drag. "I know it'd do no feckin' good though, not anymore. Long as yeh promise ta keep yer hands to yerself, so will I."

@jadehowlettthewolf said: "Honestly, it's impressive yer still standin after everything that's happened." (For Billy please!)

Billy won't deny that. Though his mental state is often in shambles, he knows surviving what he had wasn't possible for everyone. The fact he's the only Flayed left - unless you counted Will Byers - well, it's proof of that in itself. Only two. Billy still doesn't really understand how he survived; Unaware of the mutation of his DNA that allowed for a light regeneration ability.

"Yeah?" He questions, huffing a soft laugh of a strange sort of amusement before pulling a joint that is definitely not tobacco based to his lips. It likely explains his more oddly calm demeanor right now. He's a little stoned. Just a little, but enough to find himself relaxed. He'd started before Jade even showed up in the woods; Billy assuming he'd be the only one in the vicinity. Clearly he'd been wrong. "I don't really know how I'm standing either." Did he just admit that? Yes. Yes, he did.

"No shame in admitting that," Jade says, taking a seat on a fallen log. She hadn't expected anyone to be out this way either, since she made it a point to be away from the Harrington and the Byers homes. "Not sure how to... Handle everything after that shit either."

He had it worse, she knew. Wasn't going to compare their shit, he had been fucking controlled, all Jade had dealt with was being thrown and slammed around by that damn monster. Plus, hearing about how shit his dad was to him, through Max...

She grunts, grimaces, in pain as she stretches her body. While the weed wouldn't actually affect her... "Yeh wouldn't happen ta have another joint, would ye? Pay yeh back fer it later. One way o' another." Would he like homemade cookies?