it's all a bit tragic, isn't it?

blayze constantine.

[blyzeit]

rnirvclesque‌:

           ❝ Oh my god , dude , we’d get into SO MUCH TROUBLE for that. Do you remember how pissed mom n’ dad would get ?? ❞ He muses , leaning back as he’s standing and chuckling to himself - yes , he would miss that. But again , there’re already SMALL differences between the twins that could give them away. Cyrus’ freckles , Blayze’s smaller stature , the works. ❝ Whatcha drinkin’ ?? ❞   

“I remember it quite well — still makes me laugh if I’m honest.” Blayze knows that they can’t get away with it much anymore. His twin was taller, and physically older now that his own aging had stopped. He wishes that he could grow older too. “Type B-negative. I’d offer you some, but I don’t think you’d like it.” The boy admits with a laugh as he puts the bottle back down, eyes still focused in on Cyrus.

[blyzeit]

hcrotm‌:

          ❝ Oh FUCK yes. ❞ Link grins , noting the transformation - they should be learning to get used to such from Blayze , but they’re still amazed. Probably will be for a long while. They shoot the fluttering bat a little wink , before grappling up the rooftops and running when their feet hit its surface. Making sure Blayze can keep up , they find themselves rambling ,  ❝ Y’know , when you’re like this , all floatin’ beside me and shit ?? I kinda feel like I have my own NAVI. You know , the little fairy from Ocarina of Time ?? Yeah. You’re like my Navi. Without the hey listen and everything. It’s COOL. ❞   

Blayze laughs in his head when Link says that — the reference not lost on him as he’s keeping up with his best friend. It’s almost ironic being A BAT following a member of their family around the city, but he thinks that they make a good duo. He makes a sound — a click as if to signal that he was agreeing with them. His wings fly ahead, stopping on the edge of one of the buildings as he looks over at Link.

[blyzeit]

rnirvclesque‌:

( @blayzcit​ )

          ❝ So , ❞ voice chimes , Cyrus setting his things on the table as he looks at his mirror image ( almost ) with a Cheshire grin , ❝ whatcha think ?? ❞ He’s of course motioning to a change in hair color , sunshine blonde replaced with a darker tone reminiscent of rich earth , now creating a stark contrast between the two boys in the room. He shrugs. ❝ Got the idea for it when I got called Blayze the other day. Might be easier now for everyone to tell us APART. ❞

This was different — but the two of them still looking identical just a hair color for everyone to tell them apart. “It’s unexpected, but looks good.” He says as he reaches up to touch it for a moment before pulling his hand back. “Our days of confusing people by switching places is OVER now.” He jokes sorry as his hands find their way to grab his bottle sitting on the table. Concealed enough to hide the contents, but he sips at the blood out of a straw. “Now we really look some sort of YIN AND YANG situation.”

[blyzeit]

withmxght‌:

“ did you want to get food? ” she can’t blame him for thinking the way he did — after all, she shoves all of her negative thoughts into the back of her mind instead of dealing with them. focus on him, not yourself matty. “ let’s start walking towards walking towards the park and we can figure shit out on the way.  ”

Blayze doesn’t have the heart to tell her it’s not actual food he’s craving, but he can go for just about anything right now. “We can do that. We can go to the park — maybe they’re selling hot dogs or something. If you’re into those.”

[blyzeit]

alivses‌:

❝  sure, kiddo, i can get behind that  ❞  though her trained eyes miss not the blotches of crimson which adorn the flannel. shes memorizing the splatter work, piecing together the sort of weapon used, if any. discerning the degree of force exhausted. then a moment later — the clothing erupts into flames. jessica’s calculating expression does not change, though she does reach for a bloodied shirt of her own and tears it down the middle, adding kindle to the garbage fire. she hesitates a moment, fists finding jacket pockets, then inclines her head towards the male.  ❝  — consider them forgotten. you feel better, kid?  ❞

“I do feel better actually.” Blayze says as he looks down at the clothes as they’re burning. The evidence of his biggest trauma — gone forever which does make him feel like this is a step forward. “Two years ago a group attacked me. I’ve been forever changed since after what they did. They took a part of me, but this is a good way to try and move on.” He says as his hands are searching for a cigarette in his pocket. “Vampires need peace too I guess.” He says as he puts the stick between his lips.

[blyzeit]

withmxght‌:

“ hey no, cut that shit. the only pathetic thing happening right now is you putting yourself down.” with a huff, matty leaned in and placed her hands on her hips.“ what’s going on?”

“You’re probably right — I shouldn’t be thinking like that. It’s hard not to though.” Blayze shrugs his shoulders, not sure how to explain it to strangers. “I just forgot to eat before I left the house is all.” Which was putting it casually. “I’ll be okay though, I just need a distraction. Any ideas?”

[cfrevolution]

@blayzcit sent a ᕤ 

“You can give up everything and they’ll still call you selfish." 

[blyzeit]

Blayze leans against the bricked wall as he listens. “Those people are assholes. Giving up that much is  the opposite of selfish if you ask me. Everything okay?” The boy asks just to make sure — opening up the chance to talk about it if wanted.

[blyzeit]

SEND ME A ᕤ [ @withmxght ]

"Look at me, I’m pathetic."

[blyzeit]

alivses‌:

「 FUCK SENTENCE STARTERS. ⋮   @blayzcit. 」⋮

「   ❝  →  help me set this fucking thing on fire.  ❞  」⋮

❝  — now we’re talking.  ❞  calloused hands, worn from punches thrown and glass shattered and skin scrubbed raw, thrust into the pockets of her leather jacket as jessica strides forward. her eyes, always calculating, always learning, flicker in a blatant display of examining the constantine, capturing details and committing them to memory   ──    just in case.  ❝   ───  so you wanna tell me what the fuck we’re about to set on fire, first? and if i’m liable to go to prison because of it?   ❞

Blayze looks over at the woman with a smile, one of innocence as he could feel. He was the more soft one, always looking for trouble, but never knowing how to handle it when something goes wrong. “Just some old clothes of mine. They remind me of a day I’d rather forget you know?” There was some blood stains on the flannel shirt in his hands — it was his own and he tosses it into the garbage can after a few minutes along with a few other pieces.

[blyzeit]

svperbabe‌:

“Listen - I’m just saying spending summer in the city is the actual best.” Nate begins, taking a sip of their cold brew and nudging their sunglasses a little to sit more comfortably on their nose. They’re absolutely loving having a day off, lounging around outside the coffee shop and watching the world go by. Of course they’re liable to spring into action at the first sign of trouble but - for now, they’re enjoying chilling out. “Don’t get me wrong - I love a trip back to Smallville, but this is great.”

“You’re so right! You can’t go wrong with city living.” Blayze admits as he lifts his own drink up to his lips. Iced coffee may not do anything for him behind a tasty treat — but he enjoyed that it was just cold really. “You can do so much more in the city than out in the middle of nowhere, trust me.”

[blyzeit]

knckldown‌:

      “ oh, of course – what kind of hero would i be if i didn’t cater to the public whims ? “     buffy replied with a flourish of gloved hands.    in their mind,  they had too plans of attack.   electricity works well enough on vending machines but they lacked the drama and spontaneous nature of just –  smashing.    ( but sometimes; buffy is a coward and settles for sparks over smithereens. )    “ if they did care, there’s nothing they could do to stop me.    see – “   green sparks flittered from the seams of leather gloves, soon developing into a little stream – a small spark – of light sent the machine into a frenzy. the contents emptying itself onto the streets in a cacophony of smoke and sparks,    “ – cool ranch or tangy cheese? “   

While watching the vending machine spit up the contents like it was nothing. He was impressed alright? His hands start to clap as a way of showing that feeling — something marvelous like that should be praised in his book. “Cool ranch.” Blayze just prefers the taste of those ones, and it was a shame that no matter how many bags of those he eats won’t actually do anything to him — but that doesn’t mean he ain’t just eat them for fun anyway. “What are you going to take for yourself?”

[blyzeit]

cfrevolution‌:

Kaleb thought they had heard it all when it came to magic, but to be honest the idea of backwards spells was new to them. Though they weren’t the kind to demand a show they’d be lying if they said they weren’t curious to see it. “That sounds cool. Recently I’ve been working on trying to cast spells with sign language.”

Blayze knows his version of magic is different than what most people do, but it was normal for him. “Yeah? I think that’d be amazing. It’s always good to practice new ways to pull off a spell.” He looks around the two of them, and decides to show off the magic. “.tuo edisni tekcaj s’nam taht nrut” The stranger walking by had his bright red jacket suddenly the other way around, causing what was in his pockets to fall out as he didn’t understand what had just happened — the inside of his jacket was white and now on the outside. 

[blyzeit]

starkedheart‌:

“it’s for this internship.” hugo explained. he was very lucky to have got it, and despite being one of the cleverest students in his cohort, he was positive he only got the position because he was a stark. shrugging a little at his friend, the shorter of the two sighed, signing as he spoke. “i just hope they do. sometimes they struggle with…” he pointed to his hearing aids. “it’s ridiculous.”

“There’s so many assholes out there, I hope that this is GOOD.” Blayze signs to the other, truthfully hoping for some good for his friend. He knows that Hugo’s last name helped, but he can’t wait for him to blow their socks off with all of his talents. “I’ll spook ‘em if they upset you in anyway. Which is a promise.”

[blyzeit]

hcrotm‌:

           Link continues to mentally debate with themselves over the thought - a burger does sound nice right about now , and considering the fact they damn near almost had their ASS handed to them , they think they deserve it. ❝ Y’know what ?? We’re getting fries and burgers. And maybe - maybe shakes. Shakes sound good. ❞ They stand up straight , wincing as they land on their feet again - there’s a slight sting coming from how long they’ve been on their feet without stopping. Gloved hand moves to tighten their ponytail as they equip their domino , the edges of their scope lenses perched on their head , replicating their grandfather’s cowl. ❝ Now , I can grapple n’ all , but how are you planning to get there ?? Want me to carry you as I swing around , all STAR WARS style ?? ❞

“Did you want me to try helping out with that?” Blayze motion to the pain they’re in. He doesn’t like seeing them in pain — and his magic could do something. He keeps the offer on the table as he takes his gaze off of Link to look around. “I can just fly there?” He suggests as his eyes settle back on them. He does like the feeling of the wind beneath those wings during his transformation. “Lead the way.” Blayze says as he turns into his bat form in front of them. He flutters in the air in front of Link — waiting.

[blyzeit]

rnirvclesque‌:

            ❝ You don’t owe me shit. ❞ Cyrus chides in return , waving a ring bedecked hand as he continued organizing the bags. It’s a simple act of familial love - he knows Blayze would do the same for him , so who the hell would he be to not ?? And then he looks up when he processes the statement beforehand , brown eyes finally looking back into those that match near identically as there’s a raise of the eyebrows. Confusion. Temporary worry. ❝ Wait - did you just say you told them ?? Holy he- you’re not , like , IN TROUBLE , are you ?? ❞ But why would he be ?? Absolutely none of Blayze’s situation was his fault. Cyrus could at least know that’s where they differed , in his head - unlike him , his twin was an innocent. Someone who could truly be counted on to do no wrong , and do no harm. ❝ I’m hopin’ they weren’t mad for long. Because - like - DUDE , you’ve got every reason to not tell ‘em. ❞

Blayze felt lucky to have such a supportive twin — knowing that he would do anything for him. Cyrus does a lot, and without any of this the vampire might not have made it this far. It helps keep him healthy — which is all he could ask for. He whispers a few words, and a straw appearing out of nothing as he sticks it into the blood bag in his hand. He takes a sip out of it, feeling a little more ALIVE. He turns to look at those eyes — almost identical to his own. “Mom took it better, but you know how she is. She’s protective so I don’t know what she’s going to do. Dad said I was lying to them all this time. He did hug me though because I started crying — so I don’t know if I’m in trouble or not.” Blayze didn’t get a say in what happened to him, but he doesn’t know what he’d do if his parents were mad with him. He doesn’t want to be in trouble. “I know I should have told them, but I wasn’t ready you know?”

[blyzeit]

starkedheart‌:

“i’ve gotta go to a meeting today,” hugo began, talking aloud but clearly interested in getting the opinion of the person beside him. it was an important thing, this wretched meeting, and as charming as the little dancer could be, he sometimes hated having to put on his serious ‘lawyer face’. it could be terribly boring. “tell me – does this look nice, but like i’m still serious?”

“What kind of meeting? Let me get a look at you.” Blayze answers as he looks at the other, hand reaching out to adjust the other boy’s shirt a little. “I think that you look great.” He answers with a fanged grin. “If they don’t take you seriously then there’s something wrong with all of them.”

[blyzeit]

wnderamazon‌:

“A rotten habit indeed.” Diana raised an eyebrow. The amazon had no doubt that her friend Zatanna wouldn’t be disappointed if she revealed her son’s secret to her. She sighed at the thought, crossing her arms. The genuinely sorry look on his face made the stern look on Diana’s face disappear. At least Blayze cared about his mother. “How are you? Is everything alright?” She asked, smiling.

“I don’t smoke all the time. It’s just when I’m nervous, you know?” Blayze says as the week was a troubling one, admitting his secret to his parents was one of the hardest things that he had to do. He genuinely loves his mother a lot though, not wanting to disappoint her. “I’m okay. It’s just been an intense few days. How are you, Diana?”