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boomcrash‌:

Harper stared at the kid. Why did this dumbass talk this much? No one asked him to. “Okay,” Harper said, “We won’t fight. I don’t have time for this. So, I’ve decided you’re going to be too busy.” After Harper said that, he walked right up to Charlie and pressed his hands against Charlie’s chest. Without much hesitation, Harper activated his abilities, letting the thin layer of sweat come out and then in a flash, he let the heat build up before a small explosion came undone. Small enough to be unnoticed, but strong enough to send Charlie backwards. “Dumbass,” Harper muttered.

“How can you decide that I’m going to get to bu--,” Charlie couldn’t even finish his last word before Harper shot an explosion at him. He didn’t even have time to react before he felt himself forced through the air and then, he fell into the center of the crowd. Charlie scrambled up - he was clumsy and he knew this, but he was struggling to get up. When he finally forced himself up, he looked around and then tried to figure out how to explain this away to the agents that were now approaching him. He gasped and pointed toward Harper’s direction, but not at him, “The person who shot me! He’s running over that way! You should catch him. He’s dangerous!” He didn’t point out Harper, but he knew that they were going to run through his direction; that guy was going to be late to whatever the hell he was going to.

#int.#harper.

boomcrash‌:

With Charlie’s hand on Harper’s chest, Harper looked down at it and then back over to the other boy. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down. “Take your fucking hand off me,” Harper started as he slowly opened his eyes. His brows knitted in anger as he looked at Charlie and said “Take your god damned hand off me or I swear to whatever god you believe in, I will blow you to bits.” Harper never made a threat that he couldn’t follow through with and this was definitely one that he meant. “I’ll blow you up so hard that you’ll wish that S.H.O.T. was the one you were dealing with, dumbass.”

“What blue balled you to cause you this much anger?” Charlie asked as he looked over to the other boy. This kid was so angry that Charlie swore he could feel the anger radiating off him. He took his hand off the guy’s chest and said, “I as warning you to try and help you out, man.” There were a lot of people in Ceres Centropolis. Sometimes, like today, there would be people who wanted to blow him apart and that was okay. Charlie would like to see him try. “I wouldn’t make that threat in front of all of these S.H.O.T. people,” he said, nodding toward the crowd around them. He frowned, “If you want to fight, we can do it but not here.”

#int.#harper.

boomcrash‌:

Someone was talking to him. Harper couldn’t remember if this was someone significant or not. He decided it wasn’t anyone significant. “I wouldn’t have to shove you if you weren’t in the way, dumbass,” Harper said. He didn’t think he shoved that guy that hard, but Harper was strong enough to admit that he wasn’t someone wouldn’t have hurt someone by accidental shoving. This guy was irritating. “Look, you shit-head, you’re in the way. I said move. You didn’t move,” Harper said and the poked a finger at Charlie’s chest, “And that’s what happens to dumbasses. Now, move. I have lunch to get to.”

Charlie was about to argue but this kid just started spewing out words of insults. He pressed his lips together, furrowing his eyebrows and then shook his head. He knew who this kid was - he’d seen him a few times around Altimira Academy. “You’re stupid,” Charlie muttered as he put hand on the other’s boy’s chest. Although he wasn’t a fan of who this person was, he was still the Silver Ranger. “Don’t cross that way,” Charlie said as he tilted his head toward where the crowd was surrounding, “S.H.O.T.’s there. You keep going that way and you’re going to get yourself detained, idiot.”

#int.#harper.

anhthenme‌:

it was ridiculously unfair how good looking charlie was. in fact, if anh was being honest, she swore he had a different look to him. not that she was complaining. she really enjoyed that pout he had.

“of course, i like you!” anh said, surprised that he would ever think otherwise. she shook her head at him, nuzzling a little closer to him as she did. “you’re my hero,” anh reminded him, “i’m always going to like you.” probably even more than just like. anh wasn’t sure. what she did know was that despite how little her dating streak was, she knew that she really enjoyed spending time with charlie. even if it wasn’t overly planned or on big holidays. she wanted to know so much about it. he would tell her things, but anh always felt like she hadn’t gotten the full picture of who charlie really was.

“hm?” anh said as she stepped away from charlie. her smiled widen as she took the flowers from him. immediately, she leaned into smell them. flowers were always so heavenly. “i appreciate the cheesy and the corny,” anh said, “thank you, charlie.” anh decided that she was probably going to spend the entire day smiling at him. even if it was cliched.

“honestly,” she said, “as long as it’s with you, i’m ready for anything.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m still getting used to that fact,” Charlie replied to Anh. The word awkward had always been the best adjective to describe him; he spent years being called the awkward kid in almost every grade he was in, including when he was going for his PhD. So, it was hard to believe that Anh liked him. Even if he was her hero. His tugged into a smile before he said, “I guess, I’m going to have to keep being your personal hero, huh?”

Most of what Charlie considered romance, he based off movies and songs. However, with his first serious relationship, he knew that he just wanted to see her smile. That was something that could easily make his day. Even better was hearing her say his name with that pep. Man, Anh was just perfect.

“Well, then if you’re okay with the cheese corn, you’re gonna love what I’ve got planned today,” Charlie grinned as he pushed off from the hood of his car. He reached into his pocket to unlocked the borrowed car. He headed over to the passenger side and said, “Right this way, Anh.” He opened the door for her as he grinned, “Your chariot awaits you.”

#int.#anh.

sclvris‌:

Genny was one of those people who knew their angles and the perfect moments for cameras to capture, so more often than not, she appeared radiantly and sometimes, she sparkled. “I’m just being honest.” She smiled as she reached over to take his phone. She looked down at the photo with a grin. “I’m glowing in this photo. You’re really good at taking them…” Of course, she was cheating a little since her powers helped her out sometimes, but she wasn’t going to state the obvious to him. “Maybe your problem is your face, Charlie.” She teased before she took a photo of him. “I’m not taking it out on you… I’m just busy trying to wrap my head around the chemical formulas. Oh!” She slid the phone to him. “This one is nice. Go for it. Anh likes you for being you so I guess she’s into all your weirdness.”

“Now, you’re just using your sunshine against me,” Charlie muttered as he looked over Genny’s photo. He frowned and deleted it before he let her take his phone. Charlie rolled his eyes dramatically as Genny suggested that the problem might be his face. “You’re so funny, Gen,” Charlie said as he shook his head at her. “Chemical formulas for cooking? That’s a bit drastic, Genny,” He said as he caught the phone and looked at the photo. Nope. He deleted that too. “No thanks,” Charlie said as he gave up and pocketed his phone. “She won’t like that photo either. Maybe I’ll just facetime her later,” he shrugged, “I don’t like photos anyway.”

#int.#genny.

gucrdiano‌:

redefinedfuture‌:

Dean wanted to say something but it was rude. His eyes scanned around for a moment as his frustration came to his face. Ignoring Charlie was probably the best bet at the moment. He turned his attention to Parker and tried to clear up the situation, “No, Billie’s not hurt or injured. It’s definitely not li–,” Dean paused. Truthfully, Dean didn’t understand that reference very well - he was from the future, so there were plenty of pop culture references now that Dean couldn’t grasp. However, he stopped the moment that Charlie started to sing. Dean stared at him - first of all, he didn’t know Charlie could sing that well but secondly, why was Charlie even singing to begin with? Doing this with Charlie was starting to turn out to be a bad idea. He stared as Charlie finished and then threatened Parker again. Dean looked at Charlie, “Stop threatening him like that. We’re asking him to do it, not charging him. Going out with Billie isn’t a punishment, Charlie.” Dean turned back back to Parker and apologized for Charlie, “If I knew he was going to turn into a radio, I would have done this without him. I swear.” @gucrdiano

Parker could keep his cool in difficult situations, but he only just had the guts to do anything with a girl and this was the first time he had ever really wanted to try to date someone. Considering his luck, he would crush on a dying person. Wherever his sister was, he bet that she was laughing her butt off at the circumstances. Parker frowned more when he heard Charlie start singing. “Stop, stop it. I don’t want to make a musical out of a serious situation. We’re talking about a life here.” He looked over at Dean. “I want to ask her out, but what if she doesn’t like me like that? I mean we had donuts, but what if I missed all the signs and donuts mean something else? And. I. Missed. It.” Parker furrowed his brows and slumped into his seat. “I’m not ready to do anything like that. Dean, you’re the cool one, what do I do? What if she wants to do more things? Or worse… what if I’m just a fling thing?”

@lunarcrescens

Charlie tilted his head to the side as both Dean and Parker showed dislike at his singing. He thought he sang well. Perhaps he'd pick a different song at a different time - the pair of older boys seemed occupied with this idea that Billie might be dying. She wasn't. They were just dumb. Charlie sighed, "Look. It's easy." The nineteen year old hopped off the bench and went between where Dean stood and where Parker sat. He pointed at Parker, "Billie's not dying. If she was, I'm pretty sure Anh would be freaking out right now and I just saw her for a date." Then he pointed at Dean, "You're bad at this." Charlie walked over to toss his empty slushie cup away before he whipped around to face them again. His brows rose at Parker's words and said, "You won't know unless you try, Parker. You just gotta ask her out. If you really like her, show her and everything else will work out. Besides," he shrugged and looked over to Dean, "I could threaten him as much I can but we all know that if he does anything stupid, Billie's the one who'll gut him for a blood sacrifice." // @redefinedfuture

#int.#parker.#dean.

xx-death‌:

Grace stared in horror, “Um…Excuse you, don’t jinx that upon your sister.” She then shook her head in disappointment and muttered, “Fine, I’ll make sure she doesn’t become fried oinkers.” It was better to say it out into the universe for good measures, especially when anything could happen at this point.

Tilting her head to the side, a light hearted smile crept onto her lips after hearing Charlie’s response. “It seems like we’ve all found our place in the past.” she mused, before taking a glance at the City. However, she had to the be the devil’s advocate - or more so the devil’s grand daughter. “And yet, we are costing ours and everyone else’s future.” She then looked back at Charlie with a grimace and asked, “Do you think we’ll ever go back?”

“My sister works with some powerful magic guy now. She’ll be fine,” Charlie shrugged. Though, he wasn’t sure if anyone would actually turn Genny into a pig for bacon. He nodded and then said, “Oh, but I would kill for some pork belly at KBBQ one of these days. That sounds delicious.”

Charlie looked over at Grace and nodded slowly. “No, that’s not what I meant,” Charlie said. He frowned and then said, “I don’t want to go back to the future. Even if you or anyone finds a way back to it.” He’d made this decision a few months ago. Only now, he was ready to finally admit it aloud. “Eh,” Charlie shrugged and said, “But we’ll see what happens in the end.”

#int.#grace.

boomcrash-deactivated20190412

There were a lot of people in the streets today. More than there should have been in Harper’s honest opinion. It must have been the day off that caused this but whatever the reason was, they were in the way. “Get out of the fucking way, you damned filler characters,” Harper shouted as he pushed past the crowd. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with them, especially when there was a deal at his favorite restaurant - 2lbs of shrimp for $10 at the steam cooked seafood restaurant was a steal of a deal. However, as he pushed past the people, he realized why they were all gathered. S.H.O.T. was having another one of their demonstration of powers. How fucking annoying. “Move it,” Harper shouted as he kept walking past the people. He shoved someone a little too hard and said, “You’re in the way. Move it, you extra.”

lunarcrescens

When someone shoved him, Charlie’s eyes widened as his slushie fell from his hands and toppled through the air. The slushie shuffled in the air and sailed for all of three seconds before it completely landed on the ground in front of him. His eyes widened with surprise. “Hey,” he shouted as he turned around to face the person who owned that unpleasant voice. “You dick,” he shouted, “Don’t shove me.” Charlie was not the type to get into fights but this guy made him drop his slushie. Wasting food or drinks, especially one that Charlie enjoyed, was not something he approved of. “Extra?” Charlie exclaimed, “Excuse you. I’m not some extra. You’re the one who sounds like an extra right now.” That didn’t make sense but Charlie wasn’t exactly in the middle of trying make sense. His slushie was now spilled on the ground.

#int.#boomcrash

gucrdiano‌:

redefinedfuture‌:

It was impressive how awkward Charlie was. Dean thought that he was awkward, but as he stood there listening to Charlie half-threaten/half-drink his slushie, he couldn’t help but be at a loss for words. He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed his mouth as he shook his head. “Why did you switch to Span–,” Dean shook his head and then looked over to Charlie, “You know what, never mind. Just …no more Spanish from you.” Dean turned his attention to Parker and apologized, “He’s weird. Sorry. We wanted to talk to you about Billie.” After he said that, he realized how strange that was and then he waved his hands in the air, “We’re not saying don’t date her. That’s not–please be her Valentine. She’s awesome and you’re awesome. It would be awesome if you were like a thing.” Dean sighed because now, it seemed even worse than before, “I just want Billie to be happy too.” Then he turned to Charlie, “I told you we should have planned this out first.” @gucrdiano

Parker could understand Spanish, but not because he studied it. He guessed that it had something to do with his newfound powers. Her raised his brows, worried by Charlie’s slushie addiction and Dean’s new arrival. He didn’t often hang out with them both at once, but now that they were here, he felt nervous, and with all at the gesturing happening, things seemed serious.”Isn’t it too cold for that? I thought your sister is the one who can control her heat…” He said quietly before Dean started to talk. “Wait, why does it sound like you’re begging, Dean? Is there something wrong with Billie? She isn’t dying, right? I mean that won’t stop me from liking her, but if she’s dying, what if it’s like A Walk to Remember?” He then paused. “I watched it with my sister! It’s how we hung out sometimes, but anyways, that’s not the point. Is she okay?”

@lunarcrescens

“Por que why, Dean? Por que why?” Charlie asked knowing full well that was not how to properly speak Spanish. Despite his embarrassing display at the moment, Charlie was more fluent in Spanish than he let on. It was just entertaining to see Dean get annoyed. As Dean spoke to Parker, Charlie moved from where he stood. He sat himself on the top of the back of the bench, with his feet on the seat. He drank his slushie, enjoying the chill that it provided while Dean made it sound like they were in the latest episode of All My Children - that reference was a right consider Parker now though Billie was dying. Charlie gasped loudly when Parker said A Walk to Remember. He moved the straw from his mouth and sang, “In places no one will find ~ All your feelings so deep inside,” he moved his head to the side as he echoed ‘deep inside’, “It was there that I realized ~ That forever was in your eyes ~ The moment I saw you cry.” He stopped singing and looked at both of the older boys. He shrugged, “What, I know a lot of old songs. Shut up.” He pointed at Parker, “Just ask Billie out. As her best friend’s boyfriend, I’m charging you with this task.” // @redefinedfuture

#int.#dean.#parker.

"Okay, so, there is a point to this," Charlie said as he leaned against the bench. He took a moment to drink his slushie before he continued. He dropped the hand holding the slushie to the side and then used his free hand to gesture to Parker, "You." Then he gestured to Dean and then over back over to him, "We are here because we need to talk to you about something and that something is muy importante." There was no reason for the switch to Spanish, other than Charlie thought that it was great emphasis. He looked over to Dean, then gestured for him to talk - if Charlie kept talking, he swore this was going to get more awkward than it already was. He'd never been good at talking to people like this. So, he brought the slushie back up and decided to shut his mouth. // @redefinedfuture & @gucrdiano

#int.#dean.#parker.

sclvris‌:

Genny looked up from her books, stared at him for a moment, and then she looked back down at what she was reading. “None of them. I think you’re lame and boring…” She closed her book. “Take like 20 of those and then delete 30 of them before you pick the one you want.” She smirked at her brother. “Or you could take off your shirt, cheese at the camera, and send it over to your girlfriend. It’ll probably get her all excited… Oh! Or you could take a picture of your fat!” The younger twin started to laugh before she got out of her seat. “Anyways, just pick something already. I need to get some flowers for Grace and learn how to cook this recipe…” In the future, she had plenty of money to use, but here, since they were disconnected from most people, she only had what she earned from her part time job.

“Rude,” Charlie said as he flipped the camera and took a photo of Genny. He made sure to let the flash go off, just to prove how awful it is when people are being rude. He smiled, “I’m going to just not take them anymore. You’ve hurt my fragile ego.” Dramatically, he placed a hand on his chest and feigned a look of frustration. He kept the look of frustration but broke out in a smile, “Don’t take out you inability to master a simple recipe out on me, Genny. It’s not my fault you decided to go with a brand new recipe to go along with your flowers.” Charlie leaned back in his seat, sliding out a little bit as he pouted. “First Valentine’s day date,” Charlie said absentmindedly as blinked through it. Then looked at Genny, “On a scale of 1 to 1999, how corny am I allowed to go?”

#int.#genny

anhthenme‌:

anh stood in front of her mirror. her eyes scanned her reflection, pinpointing and picking on every possible flaw that she had. at the moment, she felt like that was everything. the girl closed her eyes, hoping the feeling of inadequance would leave her even for just a few seconds. it didn’t last long. the notification her phone burst her silence.

he was already here.

anh grabbed her jacket and slid into it as she hurried around. she threw her phone into her purse, then slung it on over her shoulder as she dashed out of her room. "mom,“ anh said as she ran past her mom’s room. she stopped and collected herself as she opened the door, "i’m going out. i’ll be back home later. i’ll text you.” anh kept it very short so her mother couldn’t get into one of her very long warning lectures. anh ended it by quickly saying her final good-byes in vietnamese as she ran down the hall to the door. before she reached the door, she stepped into her shoes. as her hand went on the door knob, she sighed and took a breath to calm herself down.

anh almost cried when she saw him. from happiness, of course. her eyes watered as she saw him and the flowers - anh had never been good at keeping her emotions at bay. she ran over to him - tripped over to him, to be exact - and jumped into a hug. "sorry,“ she muttered, "i know, i look dumb right now but i’m just happy right now.”

She caught him by surprise. Then again, it seemed like that was a constant occurrence now.

“Hey,” Charlie muttered softly as he relaxed his arms around her. He kissed the top of her head and then rest his chin on it. “You don’t look dumb, Anh,” he reassured her, “I never think you look dumb. In fact, I think I’m pretty lucky that you actually like me this much.” In truth, Charlie was surprised that someone could like him, even a little. He found his person and he wasn’t going to let her go. Nothing was going to ruin this. He was going to make sure of that.

“Oh, shoot,” he said as he lifted an arm and reached for the flowers. He held them out to give to her as he reassured her, “It’s a corny, cheesy Valentine’s day gift but I promise, the rest of today won’t be as cliched. Well, okay a little bit, but I’ll try to make it as painless as possible.” He let out a soft laugh at himself - it didn’t sound as believable as he intended it to.

“So, all that’s left now is one question,” Charlie said as he looked down at Anh with the most serious expression he could muster. “Are you ready to go on a Valentine’s day excursion that will blow you away?” He ended up laughing, “I’m kidding, but I do want you to have fun.”

#int.#anh.

littlemusings

◆ photo credit

#instagram.#valentines date.#anh.

Charlie sent the arrival text to Anh a few seconds ago. He leaned on the hood of the car he had rented with flowers settled down beside him. At the moment, he tried to think of something to say to her to set the tone, but he had never been good at coming up with things that didn’t sound cheesy, especially when it came to Anh. He reached into his pocket and fiddled around with an old receipt; he folded it and unfolded it, creasing it as he tried to calm himself down. It was his first year with an actual Valentine. A really cute, adorable Valentine that made his heart beat a million times faster; a Valentine that made him want to become the hero that she thought he was.

“Wow ...,” was the only thing Charlie could say he looked up from where he was and over to the top of her porch steps. “Wow,” he repeated as he was taken aback by her entirety. He was definitely a lucky son of a gun. // @anhthenme

#int.#anh.

Though Charlie considered himself as an artist, in the musical sense, taking selfies was an art form that he had yet to master. He sat there, trying to take a half-decent selfie to send to Anh but somehow, he was failing at it. Why was this so hard? He fiddled around with his phone before he eventually looked up and looked over to his sister, “Genny, Genny.” He lifted his phone up and asked her, “What’s my best angle? For a selfie? I can’t decide.” There were papers that he was supposed to be going over and probably a report that he needed to do, but he wasn’t interested in it at the moment. // @sclvris

#int.#genny.

xx-death‌:

Grace stared wide eyed as Charlie flopped onto the snow. “Damn.” she mumbled. She didn’t expect for him to do what she’d literally suggested, but at least that confirms that he had travelled to a hot planet far away. On the topic of his sister, the demigod’s gaze softened as she remained silent. “Promise.” It was bold of her to say such a thing, especially when circumstances have the tendency to get out of her hand. However, she was determined to keep Genny free from harm and the same goes for the rest of the time travelling kiddos and their families.

“Except Sawyer.” muttered Grace with furrowed brows. “Or at least she almost did.” Tilting her head to the side, she pressed her lips into a thin line and pondered on a response to Charlie’s inquiry. “No…But my best bet would be Sawyer. Why? Do you want to head back?”

Ever since he started interning with Amber, Charlie let go of whatever wall he had built up over time. It was easier to just do and be without worrying about the circumstances that he had; it was also more fun. “Okay,” he shrugged, “That’s fine. As long as she doesn’t get turned into a pig and eaten as bacon, we’re good.”

Charlie nodded. Of course, Sawyer would be the one who could find a way back - she was always the smartest of all of them, in his opinion. He shrugged at her and said, “No, I don’t want to go back.” There was more truth to that sentence than he fully explained. He looked at Grace and smiled, “I like it back here. More than the future.”

#int.#grace.

addie-leroux‌:

“That’s fair. I mean, I spent an entire summer a few years back with a strange desire for soup, even on days when it was over 90 outside. Made no sense but I ate the soup.” She shook her head but it blended into a head tilt as the teenager continued to speak. He seemed protective, though, over what, she couldn’t tell. “I promise you, you won’t sound like you’re making shit up. I could tell you some stories. Trust me.” The things she had done with her magic as a child? Straight out of a damn storybook, sometimes.

“I mean, I’ve done that,” Charlie nodded, “During one of our trips to Taiwan, people ate hot pot during the heatwaves. Apparently, it was a common cultural belief that it was good to sweat out the heat during summer.” He shrugged; he might not have understood the basis but that was part of the culture and he would respect it, even participate in it. Charlie looked over to her and shrug, “I mean, I would but my boss would probably have me gutted and then use my organs for something else. Then probably transfer my memories to my clone and then I would never know that I even died to begin with.” Amber was a terrifying scientist. A very terrifying one, but Charlie admired her.

#int.#addie.

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