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Kinda miss this dork.

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        “ You doubt the ancient mystical arts of my woo’, Ms. Ervin? ” Quite frankly, in the brave and bold mind of Virgil Hawkins, Raquel’s swagger produced an alluring cosmo and she high-key had him wanting to elevate their status. She was an all-around toughie, but that was cool by him because it’s not like it was all for nothing. Little by little, it looked as though it was possible for a new light can be shed on them. How soon? He didn’t think about it. Virgil’s patience was like a monk’s—he had all the time in the world. His parents were a good example of a power couple taking time to develop.

@wtchtower | continued. 

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           His eyes nearly popped out of his head, looking like frog eyes. He was shook’th—shocked—flabbergasted! Virgil heard blasphemous statements before and this definitely made it on his top 20. Not even Jesus would like it if they heard a lie like that. They know what’s up. “ You’re going to want to. Sorry but Hov said it best when he put down a quote that is so relative to me: my presence is a charity. ” 

  @sonicanary

__________ “ Nobody cares if you don’t go to the party. ”

one liner sc.  @startnone

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[text] Ayo V. I've been having that Braniac nightmare again. Is it cool I crash with you this weekend? We could get some work done, order pizza. [text] I need a distraction, bro.

  [ ✉ To:  Richie-Rich ]

  [ 9:45 A.M. ] Honestly, you caught me at the worst time, bro.

  [ 9:45 A.M. ] If you want to be distracted by sorrow and grief, come on by the funeral home. That’s where I’ll be for the next couple of hours anyway. 

 [ 9:46 A.M. ] cant tell u how long this is gonna take. 

 [ 9:47 A.M. ] or w8. u could contact the big boys in space. JJ could probably help with that. If u go let me kno how it goes, iight?

@legendmaade

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tornreality‌:

         ❝ You mean the lead-up to the good ol’ devil’s tango? ❞ It seemed that he wasn’t comfortable with mentioning it, but Lorena didn’t shy away from talking about it; he had brought it up, after all. ❝ Hey, no worries. It’s cool. I can respect that. But you’re right, it’s kind of messed up somebody would claim that. Did you have a girl back in Detroit or something? Maybe she’s pissed that you’re here and not there. ❞

           After her questions, Virgil’s confounded look asked without saying, “ Firstly, girl, is that what you want to call it? ” That was worth a pfft blow of hot air as he took a second for his hand to roll his dreadlocks back to the nape of his neck. It’s been a hot Dakota minute since he has danced in a circle of normal teens and dabbled in social media. You wouldn’t be wrong to call him an alien to his generation. Being in the midst of superpowered teens of colorful backgrounds and tackling villains from all sorts of crevices, from hoods to organized gangsters to galactical tyrants, he’s been a bit out of touch with the slang.

           “ Man, listen: the boom boom pow, bunny thumping, buttering the biscuit, feeding the kitty, muffin stuffin, hittin the skins, Ag bualadh craiceann, to infinity and beyond her yonder—whatever the euphemism you wanna use for that, yeah that’s what I mean. ” He didn’t coin the title Virginal Virgil for no reason, he’s inexperienced and it shows ( or so he loathed to think ). The most he has done with his lady friends of the past was share a kiss that wouldn’t mean anything them in the future. Woe the Hawkins’ single and sexless life.

              “ You mean Dakota, mi amor. Black Lightning’s Detroit. ” He corrected, playfully coming off as irked by the confusion. Two black superheroes with electrifying powers and from cities that start with the letter D—these repetitive ethnic hero remixes occurs more times than he liked if he was being honest. He wouldn’t be pressed about it—this time ( insert a wink somewhere around this sentence ). There were other things on his mind. 

           “ Nah, I’m a proud member of the Church of the Force and I swear on it that ol’ girl has no reason to be pissed about anything. I’m proud of my nun status, thank you very much. Besides, she and I aren’t serious for her to be on it like that. I’m just glad I’m here and not there. ”

@tornreality​

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       “Technically in Gotham but I’m a ways away from home so I guess I’m staying no where?” With no working creds, no home, only his backpack and suit he really should’ve thought about this visit a little harder. Not that he had a choice in the matter of getting blasted into the past–literally. “–And hey what’s wrong with what I’m wearing? Isn’t what I have on–what’s the slang the past uses–uh fly and funky fresh!” Yeah, yeah that sounded right. 

         “ Dang T, your wallet didn’t get blasted back here with you? Haven’t your moms taught you to carry cash and your ID on your person at all times? ” Think Virgil, think. Proposing he’d stay over at his place was out the question because his father finally managed to broke for a vacation and used the time to take his mother out on a cruise to revivify their love mojo, leaving his sister in charge. That’s three reasons why Terry in the Hawkins residence was a no go. 

         One, bringing a stranger home without your parent's permission gives them the warrant to tell him he is to remain put in his room until they deem him worthy to see the outside world after school again. Two, Sharon is a whole 6ix9ine with her Gorgamander mouth. Three, Virgil was raised well enough not to bring some guy around where he rests his head at when there’s a female present, despite him knowing that Terry had a good heart and would never hurt Sharon. 

         If we want to talk about what hurts, we can start with how forced Terry’s lingo came off. Talk about cringe. “ Uh, since you literally came back, Terminator-style, I’m not going to entertain your question with a comment. So we’re just going to mob out to the mall and see what Macy’s got for you, friend. ” Withdrawing his cell from his hoody pocket, he thumbs their destination in and put it back there. “ I hope you’re cool with Lyft? ”

@futurebats​

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          Who would’ve thought an alien would get scared of a couple of virtual zombies? It boggles his mind, but with snot-nosed brats standing right before our heroes with their hands out, his surprise turns quickly into annoyance. He hated losing, especially to kids. Slapping $15.00 in the lead rugrat hand hurt him more than the beating he once suffered at the hands of the firecracker that will not be named. When the kids ran off and Starfire offered her apologies after, Virgil shrugged and smirked devilishly. “ It’s all good, Star. Save it for when your wallet is coughing up tumbleweeds. Taking a big L like that worked up an incredible appetite. ” 

@valinta

     @startnone    *    requested  KORIAND’R  !

            ❛      I’M SORRY WE WERE UNSUCCESSFUL   .  .  .    it was my fault  ,   i hesitated  .     ❜

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         Be fake deep or big deep, how to answer a question in the best Virgil way possible is the real question at hand here. He was caught off guard by the random drop, but it wasn’t like he was ill prepared to answer. Why Jean and Robert would have his black ass as a new pair of shoes if he was. “ Girlfriend, how can I not? My folks made it a crack addict habit to ask my sister and I that question all that the time, right to the point where I have Force Vision now. ” It was frustrating because Virgil cared to be the kind of guy that lived for living in the moment, but it’s hard to do that with parents that loved harder than the definition itself. 

          “—So yeah, that being said, I believe I’ll have the opportunity to meet a Bang Baby with Vinteokensis—or something related. ” Virgil leaned over his desk, his eyes vigilant of their peers around them. Couldn’t have ear-hustlers for what he was about to say. Since she asked, this was for Raquel’s pretty big ears only. 

           “ I’m thinking that with how my powers been evolving lately? That I can actually be strong enough to prevent the traumatic changes that happened when the Fire Nation attacked. ” The latest X-Men issue he copped on Amazon earlier was corny, so for the love of his sanity, he’ll treat the start of this talk with something that’s been real on his heart for a while now—at least ever since he watched that Scoobynatural episode a couple months ago. He wanted to help the Aang gang before Aang and the gang became the Aang gang. 

@wtchtower

@startnone liked. / raquel feat. virgil.

     raquel absently tapped her pencil against her desk, tossing virgil a quick glance over her shoulder. ❝ aye virg, you ever think about the future? ❞ a beat. ❝ like where we’ll end up five years from now? or even a year from now? ❞

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Today is the day the original Static made his debut. Happy “b-day”/international day to one of Dwayne McDuffie, Denys Cowan, and John Paul Leon’s greatest creations. I should honor that with some replies and stuff. :) >> 

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                      YOU KNOW THE VIBES. (c) / ROLE-PLAYERS ONLY

Brooklyn my habitat, the place where it happen at / Live sway and the sharp balance of the battle axe / Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back / It’s where you find the News Two crew cameras at / it’s where my fam is at, summertime jam is at / They play Big and get you open like a sandal back / Hotter than candle wax, hustlin’ you can’t relax / The crack babies tryin to find where they mamas at / It’s off the handle black, with big police scandals that / Turn into actions screenplays sold to Miramax / The type of place where they check your appearance at / And cats who know where all the hot ‘lo gear is at / The stompin’ grounds, where you find a pound of smoke is at / Be blazin’ John that have your wave cap floatin’ back / The doorstep where the dispossessed posted at / Dope fiends out at Franklin Ave sellin’ Zovirax / You big balling, better keep your money folded back / Cause once the young guns notice that it’s over, black / Brooklyn keep on takin’ it, worldwide we known for that / Flossy cats get it snatched like the local tax / The place I sharpen up my baritone vocals at / Where one of the greatest MCs was a local cat — Yasiin Bey 

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Jean Hawkins 

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          “ Mmm... Sure, if my name was Johnny Bravo and not Static. ” Seriously, did it come in the baddy-bad handbook to irk the hero by purposely twisting up their name? Jess been playing by that particular part in the guide a little too well for his liking. “ If it was, I could see myself falling for your feminine wiles, but today, I’ll have to ask you—nicely—can you pretty please, with a cherry on top, hand over that bag of pokeballs? If you do, I promise I’ll give you my Burger King coupon??? ” It’s a long shot, it’s a weak one, but anything that beats himfrom getting heroically aggressive with an old colleague. How nice would it be if Jessie just stopped being stubborn with him for a whole day? Wouldn’t that be something?

@musnatchii

🌹 Starter  

R | @startnone​

❛ So you won’t even give up the goody-goody act for a beautiful woman? Well that’s too bad, Thunder. ❜ She supposed that sometimes the job just had to come first, there had been times that even this agent of chaos had thought about hanging up her uniform for the sake of something more tender but nothing had ever managed to convince her to fully transform her dishonourable ways, like a graceful, blazing flame unable to be tamed.

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         “ Good question. Hol’ up, ma’am. Let me work a little magic first. ” Optionally ( simply for the tickle of dramatics ), his hands clap together with the birth of his superhero’s alias namesake sparkling between them. His palms shot off simultaneously with a Spirit Ball-like lead down their given paths. A modest surplus of electromagnetic energy temporarily dismissed the darkness ahead, offering to catch any of their fleeing marks while also giving them a good clearing on what’s happening down their options. Nothing of worth to be seen in the light so far but a few scared rats. 

       “ Wait for it.... Give it a second... ” A second turned to two minutes. Two minutes turned to four minutes of screaming and cursing the Lord's good name. That beautiful sound would be coming from the left. “ I would sing that Beyonce song for the direction we’ll take, but taking into consideration on what we’re about to face, you sure you don’t want to play the bench on this? I won’t tell anybody if you don’t. ” This mission was personal to them both, but our electric hero took his teammate’s mental deeply into account. There’s was two sets of people and one person he was fearing for: the child slaves, and Starfire and the lives of the bad guys.

@valinta

           THEY  DROP  DOWN  INTO  DARKNESS.    solar  energy  builds  up  behind  her  eyes  and  comes  pouring  out  like  emerald  lanterns.  the underground  tunnel  is  cast  in  an  eerie  green  light,   illuminating  a  fork  in  the  path  ahead.    ❛    which  way  ?   ❜

——  @startnone  +  starfire  !

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          “ The first week of Hell Week, an hour, four minutes, and twenty dang seconds in—you’re still with me, Daise? ” The laughter he cracks can take Sophia Bush’s on a hoarse-run. Virgil honestly didn’t need her to put down her concentration to offer him an answer to the obvious: The answer already lied in the evidence that literally sweated his back profusely; locked ceremoniously back-to-back, it was easy to tell that the guarded little flower of the Watkins household was playing no games. None! She neither gave him or herself any complaints. He’s impressed!

          It’s as if Beyonce spirit told her to stay in formation ( unless it was to steal a three-minute break for water ) and told him to prove to her that he can stay in coordination. It went on to show him that he shouldn’t have gone ahead and challenged her, knowing damn well how headstrong she can get when she set her mind to making naysayers eat and choke on their doubts ( he was really regretting not taking her up on her offer to join her on her early morning Yoga ritual. Four o’clock in the morning and Miss Badu? Whew, girl, hard pass on that, he said. Okay, Virg, but you’ll regret it and your body is going to hate you for it, she said. She. Wasn’t. Wrong. ).

          The time spent in aching on these gains was worth his Hell on Earth though. This is their first time doing something out of the norm. They’re both geeks that spent their time doing geek things: hang out with nerds, talk a bunch of nerdisms, slay class exams, and well—here comes the spectacular part of being an extraordinary nerd couple: Virgil would spend the better part of his day playing hero without the cape and S on his chest and flex on criminals with the smoothness of early Soul Power, all the while dogging his girlfriend’s heart with his consistent absences like that should be an embraceable new religion. He would do the typical and throw her through the typical Peter-and-MJ loop, offering her mud-stained excuses and shit-filled promises, though he knew better than to treat her as “Queen of Moron Mountain”. Today was the start of new approaches to this relationship thing of theirs.

         Under Bailey’s Total Fitness rooftop, it was just them and J. Cole’s “Immortal” bumping off of their shared Spotify from her laptop. He was grateful that she was open to giving him another shot ( promising himself, God, her, his family, the Universe, and the dog he doesn’t have that he will not take that for granted ever again. ) and doing this as the inception of their repair. But now his arms were now soring, he was reaching his end. Daisy wins—but he wouldn’t let her know that. His last ( dramatique ) grunt ended the whole story. Disconnecting their sweaty backs as he leans forward and carefully drops the large barbell on the padded floor, he tiredly turns his neck to peer at her over his shoulder.

         “ O-o-okay, little miss Gal Gadot! You got this. Wassup? ” Though she couldn’t see it, his clammy smirk was boasting like “Yeah, I’m good. I��m done for the day. That was a good damn work out. No pain, but all gains here. I didn’t tapout without actually tapping out or anything. Your man got this boo, and he believes you do too. Challenge his confidence in you and show you’ve kept up with him with no problems.” 

         Tell me you’re done, is he wanted to say, but the kid’s a boy-man—let him keep some pride.

@eletricgirl

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          Daisy spent the morning being the devil. Her evils knew no bounds. From waking him, spanking him, and screaming his name ( and not in the way he would like. **this is PG kids, we’re not there yet. calm down.** ), when his eye dared steal a peek at his alarm clock, a part of him wanted to shed a real grown man tear. Who wakes up this darn early? Who, man, who?! Why did God or Satan spawn a creature like this? Call him Owen Wilson, because he’s repeating those questions in the safety of his mind like a short playlist set on shuffle and repeat.

         “ I’m here... Whoop, whoop. . . . ” Virgil announced unenthusiastically. He steps into his kitchen where a not-so-pleased Daisy awaited him. He was finally here—but he was far from ready. Wearing nothing but his Mama’s silk bonnet on his dreaded mane, Batman pajama pants, and Dumbo slippers, Virgil wouldn’t realize he’s throwing caution to the wind by wearing no shirt. On the counter behind Daisy were oil, flour, and some other items his tired brown eyes couldn’t make out. Didn’t want to make out. It’s April 1st and he had hoped she was pulling his leg when she said she was going to wake him up for culinary lessons. Sadly, that wasn’t the case.

         To avoid her death-inducing gaze, he began waddling like an injured Penguin towards her with his attention on the iPOD in her hands. Weak ice-breaker for the awkward moment incoming: “ You’re looking lovely this fine morning, m’dear. Who’s that you listening to? SZA? Syd? It doesn’t sound like anything I heard you play before? ” 

@eletricgirl

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Life is just a fight against your disbeliefs.

Nipsey Hussle (via trailoftruth)