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?┇⊰ ❛ aniimvs ⨾

     IT was easy for people to be skeptical with the things Edison babbled about, particularly pertaining to his given powers. Others would shrug it off as ‘crazy talk’ and assumed it was his ever-flowing enthusiasm to blame for his randomness – but in all honesty, the ‘mutant’ was truthful to his words. He would not mind showing it to others at all, though it required him to have full concentration; he needed to be away from distractions. But at the moment, Edison was rather exhausted after his short trip to a magical realm a few hours ago, and he needed to recharge. Sadly, he cannot show his powers to Emrys right now.

   “Cool! Then I’ll stick around to see what YOU can do!” He remained positive in his words and expression, leaning his face close to the other before he pulled back. “I could show you what I can do, but I need to recharge since…heading to this magical realm got me drained. But the place was so pretty though! I wouldn’t mind bringing you there, buddy!” 

                        if emrys were more responsible, he’d tell edison to STEP OFF — get away.          no one wants to S E E what happens when he revives himself. no one wants          to experience the T R A U M A of D E A T H && then the U N D E A D .

 but god—how MELODRAMATIC is that? who was he? a vampire eternally trapped in  high school? a G O T H I C wurthering heights caricature? surely N O T . so———

                          maybe it’s best if edison strap in too; because shit can get W E I R D fast. 

    “ sure. i’d like to see———whatever it is you got. ” he says, half unsure if this kid        was making some  sleight  reference to DRUGS;; which emrys wouldn’t say no        to                                                                   immortality has a tendency to open minds. 

               “ anyway. what do you need to recharge? do i plug you into something? ”                               ( he says this, already looking the other over for a plug )                                                  “ or do i need to F E E D you ?”

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declan’s of the mindset that life’s too short to keep track of one’s sins. besides, if the bible is to be believed, he’s already going to hell for WITCHCRAFT so what’s a little crime matter in the grand scheme of things?

                              “isn’t there a difference between bein’ honest and bein’ rude?”

      not that he’s offended by the remarks. he’s hardly fazed by       anything anymore, let alone the commentary of a stranger,       but he’ll happily call the other male out in return.

                  “well, ‘m always lookin’ for way to IMPROVE. got any tips?”

          there’s a pause as if emrys is thinking about his answer—which would be an           I M P R E S S I V E fear.  &&  after  a moment of thought, he delivers his ever           clever answer;; 

                                               “ no of course not. not in my experience. ”     which is definitely N O T an answer he had to think about.

                      though emrys is already amused  with  the other, particularly with his rather                       poor S K U L K I N G talents, he practically B U R S T S out laughing when                       the other asks for pointers to improve———

         “ not sure if there’s any way  to  help  Y O U  IMPROVE. ” he smirks, almost             proud of his own stupid joke. “ but maybe i can help a lost cause like you;;             i’m feeling C H A R I T A B L E . ”

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?┇⊰ ❛ aniimvs ⨾

     THERE was no denying how open Edison was when it came to his abilities or his capability to explore different timelines and realms. It even got to the point where some would grow skeptical of him or have the opportunity to use him for their own goals. But despite knowing of the consequences of being too open, Edison showed no signs of hiding it from others – particularly when it came to strangers, like the one he met not too long ago. In fact, the ‘mutant’ was rather jovial about sharing his powers to him, even though he had no idea what he might be dragged into.

   “Yep! Why’d you ask that, buddy?” He asked out of curiosity, keeping the cheerful facade as he leaned his face closer to Emrys and squinted, before leaning back. “Do you have something to share? Ooh! Maybe something to show too? I’d like to see it!”

     because of his C Y N I C A L nature, emrys was rather ( s k e p t i c a l ) about       most things to begin with. so  he’ll admit—he doesn’t F U L L Y believe what-      ever it is that edison is saying to him.

                      but you know what? he’ll go along for the R I D E .  { edison is lucky emrys isn’t the cruel type }                                  just deeply MISCHIEVOUS.

            “ ———no reason, ” emrys decides on saying after a moment of thought. “ no                 reason at all. ” 

     someone should tell edison not to open his ( M O U T H ) so damn much.      but it’s not like emrys to be the N U R T U R I N G type either.

                                    the idea of S H O W I N G the other his powers makes emrys grin—               even L A U G H the slightest bit in amusement. but after he has his               nice little chuckle he says———  

  “ it’d be a HARD to show you what i can do. but you know— ” he shrugs && grins.                             “ if you stick around long enough, maybe you’ll see. ”

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     IT did not matter to him to where he was, he usually would share about his stories about visiting different realms or timelines with others, no matter if they were skeptical about it. Yet, with a big mouth like his, it was certain some people would take advantage of him – but Edison knew how to sneak his way out of it if it came down to it. Lucky for him, it has yet to happen since he had met a few trustful friends in his stay, as well as reuniting with his closest friend.

   “Oooh! That’s awesome – no, WE’RE awesome! It’s pretty rare to meet with other supers here, actually.” Edison smiled like a kitty, before he nodded his head. “The name’s Edison, by the way – but Edi would do just fine, buddy!” He showed a peace sign at him, grinning widely. “What’s yours? It must sound as cool too, right?” 

                   he’s not too sure if this kid is P E R C E P T I V E or just STUPID——— though emrys is quick to discover that there might not even be a difference  between  the  two.  plenty  of  perceptive people have  turned  out  to  be  rather  insipid;;  just  because  the  saw things didn’t mean they knew what to D O with it.

        but where did this one fall on the scale? he’s not too sure. but his curiosity has been         P I Q U E D just enough to want to try to figure it out. besides, he’s got nothing bett-         er to do, so why not follow the time-traveler down through his portal?

                                               “ are you usually this friendly with strangers, edi? ” 

                 asked if he’s about to mess with this kid if he IS;; but to be fair, he usually                  sounds like he’s U P to something.

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HE’S FAMILIAR WITH THE FEELING            but he wishes it would go————he wishes it didn’t have to be this W A Y .

                           yet he knows what he is. he knows what he must D O . he was created,                            not B O R N . he was not of this  world,  he  was an outgrowth, a symp-                            tom of a disease leeching from it.

      still, that didn’t mean he had to G I V E to what they believe his nature was       meant to be. he still had a  (  C H O I C E  )  — illusion or N O T . && he had       made his choice. he had made his  choice long ago, whether he knew it or       not.

                                     “ get out of here. ” his voice is like gravel, crushed under foot.                  the change sweeps over him like a storm, breaking down old structures.                  just façades of HUMANITY.

                              “ you need to g o . i can handle them. ”

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        while emrys might be a shadowy observer, declan is DEFINITELY         a skulker. nothing is too undignified for this witch and he won’t         even deny that himself, if asked.

                                “that feels like an insult an’ it feels a lil uncalled for, ‘andsome.                                 ‘sides, i think that really depends on where an’ why you’re sneakin’.                                 if you’re tryin’ ta blend in, maybe the day time’s a little better.”

                but declan is rarely trying to blend in. usually just trying to break in                  and that’s easier done with fewer witnesses around.

                                             should a person really be taking pride in their ability to sneak                into places they S H O U L D N ’ T be? no probably N O T . but if any-                one is counting their sins, it sure isn’t emrys;;

                             ( D A M N him to hell—he won’t even be staying long anyway. )

     “ oh H A N D S O M E ?  well  that’s  me. ” emrys  teases, clearly focusing on the         M O S T important part of that  sentence.  a laugh later, a sigh, && he’s amused         but at least he I S  listening because he finally says—

                                     “ i call it like it is. the truth will set you f r e e && ALL THAT. ”

                 emrys huffs mockingly ——— “ or you could just get BETTER. ”

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                      the question catches him off-guard, if only because people                                     a) don’t notice when declan is skulking around or                                     b) ignore his presence entirely                       and either option is fine with him, because it allows him to                       do his thing in… well, relative peace.

        “a lil bit’a both, prob’ly,” he answers, shrugging slightly.         “but i gotta say, sneakin’ tends ta be more effective at night, y’know?”

                or maybe he doesn’t know. it’s probably not a normal thing to know.                                 but asking about it doesn’t seem that normal either.

         it takes a skulker to K N O W a skulker—though. NO. emrys wouldn’t call          what he does [ SKULKING ] . seems a bit undignified for him.

                    he’s more of a . . .                                 SHADOWY OBSERVER. how does that sound?

                                        “it’s only better at night if you’re not good at it in the first place. ”

     he says it with a weight of E X P E R I E N C E ;; because he has definitely snuck      rather  successfully  into  things,  into  T R O U B L E in broad daylight. he likes to      think that it’s his personal t a l e n t .

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   “Me? You can say I’m someone from the future, buddy!” Confident he was in revealing where he came from, let alone sharing his superhuman abilities to others. Edison felt there was no need to hide it, since he came from a place where everyone was equal in terms of power (well, almost since there were those who would abuse those said powers gained) and were fine with superhumans living among each other. But with the events that happened in the future, Edison was not too keen in returning back. He was content with his stay in the present, happy that he was able to feed his knowledge on the world and its past, as well as discovering new worlds with his portal abilities – not to mention, meeting new people like the other.

   “What about you though? Are you like me too, a superhuman?” He had a gaping smile on his face. “That’d be awesome though if we’re the same!”

                     emrys isn’t too sure yet if this kid is being S E R I O U S or just c h e e k y .

       when you’ve lived in a city  like  NEW YORK CITY long enough, people who        say ( S T R A N G E ) things become the norm. but not everything that every-        one says is T R U E . so emrys is amused, but he doesn’t say anything as he        allows this kid to riff off whatever comes to mind——

                                                   he’s having so much fun just W A T C H I N G this stranger                         that he almost seems S U R P R I S E D that it’s suddenly become                         an interactive feature. 

             “ i’m definitely S U P E R ——— but it depends who’s asking. ”

he tilts his head, still looking at the other but now as if with a fine-tooth comb, parting the veil && trying to understand just what lay before him.

                                      “ so who are you? ”

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                the S U M M E R has settled into the city, turning once cold && FAIRLY confused                 weather into something  more  fair—maybe even bordering on too H O T . but he                 has left it all behind, saying goodbye to  the  familiar skyline as it zips by from his                 view on the train.

                            it’s one of his last summers as a T E E N ;; the last summer before      he starts being an A D U L T ™ , with jobs, with internships—

              so with his parents’ blessing, apollo has taken off to see the other parts               of the country. as the train pulls into the station, he hops off && decides               to wander around this smaller town before his other train comes, enjoy-               ing the little things too.

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               after a few R O U N D S in the gutter of life, things start to take on a D I F F E R E N T sort of light. F E A R , u n c e r t a i n t y ;; it matters L E S S . adventure matters M O R E  

                     { the learning curve becomes much STEEPER }

       amused—that’s what his expression  is  even  if  the  proper answer should have been        something like F R I G H T E N E D . pursed lips twisted into a smile && emrys laughs;;

               “ so what are  Y O U  supposed to be? ”

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                                                   SOMETHING’S NOT RIGHT HERE.

             but FUCK IT ——— REALLY ??? when has anything gone right for him in the              first place? he’s not sure if it’s the ( D E A T H ) that’s dulled his senses ;;                                        [ or maybe he’s just  B O R N  with it ]               but he doesn’t think first to  leave.  no, like the opening scene to a MURDER               MYSTERY he pauses && turns around. LOOKS AROUND before he asks—

                           “ do you usually sneak around or is it a night hobby? ”

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IT’S SUMMER BITCHES AND THIS BLOG IS UPDATEEEEDD

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and you know what bc i missed this fucker

like for a starter from emrys

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https://twitter.com/marinscos/status/868041901051719682

i have never seen something so accurate, where is this person’s nobel

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[ mother of nuggets, you’ve came back from war ]

the war may be over but home is still so far away....

anyway how are you

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say amen (saturday night) - panic! at the disco

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How do u capitalize exclamation points

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