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going to move william back to my multi @marsfam ! find him there if u wanna interact

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hi so just a lil general psa for my blogs that I won’t be super active on anything other than IMs until this weekend? so

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hi i dont have a ton of muse but i think im gonna hop on my multi @marsfam

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( alamortful )

          ❝ You’re welcome, dude…. It’s not often I get to see others…. Superhero like humans, ❞ Tiki smiled. He had read, or skimmed through some of those comic books, he saw how there were cartoons portrayed with supernatural powers. It made him angry how the characters are respected in those books, yet he is often feared.

            ❝ Yeah…. I can move stuff, using my mind. ❞ He felt a little nervous, usually he’d rarely ever present his powers to strangers, ( unless he disguised it as a magic trick, ) but he was hoping that the other wouldn’t react harshly, as the other apparently also possess powers. And then, to present an example, the glasses that he wore begin to leave his face, and then they float, and float until they were high up in the sky. ❝ See? ❞

         “I uh, I wouldn’t really call myself anything like a superhero.” Something said with a little bit of a chuckle, so it seems like more he’s brushing off a compliment more than anything like that. It wasn’t as if he had done anything particularly terrible, but demons didn’t seem like great candidates to be superheroes or anything like that. Especially when using his powers hurt.

         Before he can really ask questions, the power is being shown off, and he’s in awe. He’s definitely heard about using spells and such to do things, but this was the first time he’d seen someone who could just do it. “Woah, that’s pretty sweet. Seems a lot more useful than mine.”

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also i want someone to be friends with jensen rlly badly? like for them to know it’s not william and call him jensen on accident sometimes and they’re just cute friends and it’s cute

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im crying an au where william is single and before he get possessed he asks a girl out and then one day at school they’re like “hey we still on for tonight” and it’s jensen in his body but he’s like “uh yeah sure what time again” and then they go on a date and it goes in a completely different direction than expected and it’s really good

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hi like this and I’ll come plot with you? because I need more plots

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hey what’s up im here to actually do replies

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hey sorry for not having been here! This afternoon I’ll stop in and do replies, maybe post a starter call, and then probably an open?

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( outofthelight )

An accident? What kind of an…

Did he just say took over his body? Took over William’s body? What the hell?

Something like that wasn’t possible, was it? Possession or magic or whatever, that didn’t just happen in real life, right? It was the stuff of stories. Movies or ghost stories or something. So how could…whoever this was have taken over someone’s body? And by accident, too?

There were of course arguments that it couldn’t be true. William could be delusional or something, in which case he needed help and this was way more than Evan could manage. He didn’t know how or if that’d affect his memory, so he didn’t know how much it’d explain things like the issues with his phone and forgetting the code to unlock it. But the other option, that he was lying, didn’t seem likely. It seemed like genuine panic. He seemed really afraid and flustered. It could be an act, sure, but that wasn’t how it struck Evan.

“Sorry, um…maybe go ahead and give me the long version?”

He was surprised that Evan was still actually talking to him, at this point, but he wasn’t going to complain about that. This wasn’t something that you could count as support, because Evan still had the chance to run at the word ‘demon’, but Jensen was willing to take whatever this might count as.

“He, he uh, he summoned me? I’m uhm, I’m a demon, and I know it sounds crazy, but I promise it’s true.” He’s still talking fast, but attempting to calm himself down, which isn’t working too well. There’s a deep breath that he has to take before he continues talking, otherwise he’s sure he would forget to actually take in a breath. “He was being a jerk, and I was trying to stop him, and I don’t even really know what happened. I’m just in his body, and I didn’t mean for it to happen.”

Another deep breath. He’s trying his best, here.

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( pseudoschizo )

Lunch pushed to the side, Connor looked up at William with a scowl, passing the bottle of milk from hand to hand as it slid across the table. Connor snorted, finally shifting to sit up properly as he addressed the teen before him once more. “What the fuck are you even apologizing for? Just gonna throw out a ‘sorry’ because it fit the moment?” He asked, eyebrow raising as his fingers curled around the bottle. “Are you just fucking made of bullshit or is that just a talent of yours?”

He was definitely regretting his decision to actually come over to the table now. Never had he been great at dealing with confrontation, even if it was just something small, like this. “Well, uh, you just uh, seemed annoyed, so.” His voice is getting quieter. This is really not the reaction you would usually get from William, and it was a moment like this that Jensen wished he were more like the other guy. But that wasn’t changing things right now. “I really uh, don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

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( alamortful )

           Tiki readjusts his cracked glasses, like he had to REASSURE himself of the image he had just witnessed. Tiki is no stranger to supernatural beings, he had met many of them… He is one of them himself. But, he hadn’t really met another human-like person with powers.

                  ❝ It’s okay, dude–I did see it…. But it’s okay, I won’t–tell anyone.❞ Tiki, he was never very skilled at saying words. Even to someone who may be similar to him, he still had a difficult time finding what to say.

                   ❝ You don’t have to, uh…. Be scared, I understand…. It’s kinda cool, actually. Or…. Should I say…. Hot? ❞

         The joke is something that’s not new to him, but it still manages to get a little laugh out of Jensen. A moment like this had been something he’d spent a lot of time worrying about, not just because of the pain, but because of the reactions he might get. This was way better than anything he had thought up in his head.

        “Thanks.” It’s something said with a small smile, and a bit of a relieved sigh. For a second he doesn’t add anything, until there’s a bit of a realization. “Wait, did you say you understand?” A question asked a bit hesitantly, not sure if the other was just trying to be nice, or if it meant something, but he was really hoping it meant something.

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( thislvllaby )

           Elliot had been in several classes with William since he transferred to the school two years previously, and in none of that time had the other boy ever spoken to him. Elliot had gained some amount of popularity in his own right, but nothing near the level William was on. Elliot was likable in a class clown kind of way, and William was the kind of guy he generally avoided, the kind of guy who seemed like bad news, not that William ever seemed to know who he was, before right this moment anyway. 

           Elliot couldn’t help the laugh that came from deep in his chest at the initial question, assuming of course that this was some kind of joke, but when he looked at the other boy he realized that he was being completely serious. “A horrible game invented by the physically strong, aka you,” he gestured to William, “To prey on the physically weak, aka me,” he gestured to himself. 

         The game didn’t really sound that appealing to him, but that was probably because of the side of things that he had used to be on. If he were himself, he would be one of the weaklings, and that’s how it had been for his entire life. Up until now, that was, when everyone could see that he was obviously not weak anymore. Well, at least, he wasn’t supposed to be, but his hand eye coordination still had some adjusting to do, and considering the extra height that came with the body, he happened to knock things over pretty regularly. But for the most part, he was different.

        “Uh, right.” A small nod of his head, though the explanation doesn’t really help with the actual rules of everything. Sports were definitely not his forte, and he was honestly wishing that he had just chosen to skip the class instead. “So is it hard, then?”

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@losersxclub  ★  plotted!

Being summoned was supposed to be the kind of thing that demons looked forward to. It meant that you got to finally go out and the world and screw around with people, which most of them loved. Jensen happened to not be among that party, which is why all he felt was a sinking feeling in his stomach when it actually happened. There wasn’t anything he could do, and soon enough, he was in the room with some human, sitting on the floor.

“Uh, hi.” 

Usually, he was sure they had some sort of a line or something, but he hadn’t really prepared himself much for this. He was more hoping he would never have to deal with it. 

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DONT LET YOUR LIP REACT YOU DONT WANNA SEE MY HAND WHERE MY HIP BE AT