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I T R Y TO REFRAIN, BUT YOU’RE STUCK IN MY BRAIN // S O M E O N E WILL LOVE YOU, BUT SOMEONE ISN’T ME

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tried so hard to shield you from the world

but should the angels call for him, much sooner than we planned. we’ll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.

4th of July, 1994.

“the doctors say it’s too dangerous.”

“i don’t care.”

“we’ll try again...”

“9 months, phoebus. 9 months, i’m not going to lose him now.”

“i don’t want to lose you.” 

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“it’s a boy!”

--

“esmeralda?”

“you didn’t think you’d get rid of us so easily, did you?”

“he’s a fighter. just like his mother.”

“and his father.”

“our boy.”

“our zephyr.”

4th of July, 1999.

“it’s your big day, little man!”

“it is?!”

“of course it is! and you know why?”

“it’s my birthday!”

-- 

“pére, i know what i want for my next birthday.”

“you do?”

“yes, a little brother! why don’t i have a little brother yet?”

“not for lack of trying, i can tell you that.”

“phoebus!”

4th of July, 2005.

“aren’t you excited for today?”

“i don’t think we should do this, mére...”

“what’s wrong, mon ange?”

“the kids at school...”

“how about just the three of us?”

“you won’t be mad? you did all of this f--”

“zephyr, they’re not my son.″

“can djali come?”

“the four of us,”

4th of July, 2014.

“bon anniversaire!”

“merci, mére. merci, pére.”

“try to contain your excitement, big guy.”

“phoebus.”

“it’d be better if i was there with you two instead of just talking through a screen...”

“i know, mon ange.”

“look at the bright side, you get all this fireworks for your birthday.”

“they are amazing, but-- i’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“you don’t have to do that. don’t you have plans with your fr-- where the hell did he go?”

“sucre!”

“of course you’d greet him first.”

“i’m so glad i taught you that.”

“me too, mére.”

“welcome home, son.”

4th of July, 2017. 

bright blue sky. white fluffy clouds. warm gentle wind.

the weather was perfect, and they couldn’t help but notice that. it always seemed to be that way every year of that day. it only seemed suitable. it was their favorite day.

however, not today. not anymore.

blue tired eyes. emerald wide sad eyes. both pairs staring at the grainy stone perfectly located on the bright green grass. golden letter adorning it. almost a lovely sight, if it wasn’t because of what was buried six feet under. who. 

blond short beard. wild black hair. both caressed by the soft wind. the couple could only imagine that it was their son beside them whispering for them to not be sad. to let them know he was alright.  zephyr-- light wind. 

fair calloused hand, clasping tanned delicate one. both giving the other support, fearing that if they let go, they might crumble and become part of the ground they stepped on. afraid they might join their son if they did so. maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

a single white rose. he was pure. 

a single red rose. he was loyal.

he was their perfect boy. their miracle son. 

“un mois, phoebus...”

“vingt troix ans, esmeralda.”

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dear athena;

i’ll be short, i promise. i’m not sure if you want to do anything with me, and i completely understand if you don’t. i haven’t been the best of friends. i’ve hurt you, and that hasn’t been my intention at all, but i still did. 

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“after all, I bled for you-- -- I can hardly breath.”

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In the end, always laugh. And do not lose this strange habit of having faith in life.

Daniel C. L.  (via alterated)

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--this is the last night

everything was okay. he was having fun, he didn’t feel like running out of the ball. he was enjoying himself. it was satisfying to him-- how far he’d come. how he didn’t cop himself in his room everytime he could. how he had friends now. actual friends that cared for him, and who he cared about. and while some of them came and went, he’d never forget them. 

the moment everything started to violently shake, and everyone ran for safety he did the same. but it didn’t matter how scared he was, heart almost close to jumping out of his chest, the french man decided to help as many as people as he could. he could see some other students doing the same, he was glad that in moments like this, everybody became one. 

he figured right in that moment, his teleportation powers would’ve come really handy, but alas he had been one of the students to lose them. still, it didn’t stop him from carrying people to safe zones. 

zephyr was looking for more people that could’ve been hurt, when he saw someone a few meters away really close to a pole that looked like it was so close to giving away. “watch out!” he screamed as he sprinted as fast as his legs still allowed, the man tackled the person out of the way, but the next thing he felt was a severe pain in his chest, his vision getting blurry and then-- darkness.

zephyr sebastien de chateaupers wasn’t a hero, and he wouldn’t consider himself as such. he just wanted to make his parents proud-- and he had done so, since the moment he was born. 

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‘Nobody really dances, if you’re thinking like that. They just feel the beat.” Jubilee had fallen in love with music for this exact reason, for the fact that it moved people in different ways. For her, she had to sing along, sway her hips and close her eyes. Jubilee felt the music reverberate throughout her body and just enjoyed it. She let loose, just as she was hoping he would do. Even if just for a moment. “So, let me see how you feel the beat.”

“Beat?” He asked, almost dumbly. He knew what a beat was, but the only beat he could feel right now was the one of his heart banging against his chest. She had a point, and he enjoyed that about people. Bold, carefree. Something he wasn’t. He cleared his throat, and tried to focus on the song, as he started to slowly move his head up and down. 

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“Bothering me? No, no, not at all!!!” Evan lifted his hands in reassurance. “It’s really hard to bother me, don’t worry!!” That wasn’t entirely true, but he offered a smile anyways. One person around didn’t bother him in the slightest however, so the other man had nothing to worry about. “I like the company; unless you just want to spend time on your own, which is fine, too.”

Zephyr sighed with a soft relieved smile, as the other ressured him and quickly shook his head, “Oh no, company is perfect.” He wasn’t a complete loner after all, and company in the for of one or two people wasn’t so bad. “I’m Zephyr.”

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Zephyr wasn’t sure what he was looking for if he was being honest, but the shop looked interesing, and appealing. He whipped around as the owner popped up and the blond returned the smile. “Uhm... I’m looking for a present, for a..” he rubbed the back of his neck, “friend, I think... It’s for her birthday.”

“Welcome to Enchanted Antiques,” Emrys said, gracefully sliding behind the front counter with a charming smile. “It’s enchanting to see you today. Is there anything I can help you find?” he asked, gesturing at the wide array of antiques — from clothing, to furniture, to knick knacks.

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BEST PERSON TO BRING HOME TO YOUR PARENTS … ZEPHYR DE CHATEAUPERS !! ( @zephdechats )

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Zephyr smiled softly and gently shook his head with a polite bow of his head. “I’m sorry.. But .. I don’t really dance.” Truth be told he was terrified inside of doing something like that in such a public place. 

“C’mon, it’s easy! Boom, clap! Boom, clap, clap!” Jubilee clapped and stomped to the beat, laughing at the confused onlookers. “Everyone needs some stress relief, now come join me and let the music move you!”

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“Are you sure you’re not exaggerating a tiny bit?” He asked, jokingly. “I mean--- You wouldn’t be able to survive without... Oxygen, water, sun...” Zephyr looked at the mug, and then back up at her; almost as if the dark liquid would explode, but then he took it and sipped it, before looking up at her, his cheeks redenning a bit. “I don’t think it’s that bad...?”

“Okay, I’m like, 100% a coffee person. Cannot survive without caffeine. I would literally go insane,” she started. “And I’m not a snob, either. I have like, the lowest standards ever. But this tastes like absolute shit.” Gianna told the other, disgust clear in her face as she gulped saliva in an attempt to brush the taste off her mouth. “Here, try it.” She offered, extending the mug towards them.

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It was a nice day, with nice wather. Usually Zephyr would’ve gone for a run, but he had alreadygone for one-- Besides it was a bit too hot togo for another one, so the pool sounded like a nice place. He hadn’t realized anyone else was there; and he was reallysatisifed that he had the pool for himself. That was until he got inside with a bit of a splash, when the other boy waved at him. “Oh-- Hi. I didn’t see you there.” he then added. “I’m not bothering you, am I?” He quickly checked, afraid that he might be bothering the other one.

Evan needed a moment to relax, and, while he could sit in his dorm and play some games, he decided to be ‘active’ and head to the pool. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and a pair of plain, blue trunks, he slipped into the Dream House’s indoor pool, submerging himself. He didn’t really need to swim to relax; the warm water and the quiet environment did enough. The Sullivan boy relaxed in the shallow end of the pool, sitting where he could. His head, up to his mouth, rested under the water, and he had his eyes closed. It wasn’t until someone came in that he opened them and looked towards the door, offering a small wave to the other campus occupant.

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The guy had clearly stated he needed silence, and while the place wasn’t completely silent, it certainly wouldn’t be silence if he spoke, but he needed to. He was about to open his mouth to tell Douglas he had sat on his phone, but it had beaten him to it as it started to ring and vibrate. 

“I am absolutely exhausted,”Douglas says with a sigh as he sinks into the couch, squeezing his eyes shut. “Class sucked, and I have work in an hour,” he mumbles, “I just need fifteen minutes of quiet.”