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[bellelong-blog1]

It was often difficult to focus on individual thoughts, but this one rang out loud and clear above all the other murmuring voices as if it was aimed for her. She frowned and clenched her jaw tightly. Belle was not usually one to pick fights, but then again, she hadn’t been herself since she’d left home. 

She didn’t know if the boy she was looking at was the one who had responded mentally, but she soon figured it out due to his attitude. Her nostrils flared at his attempt to insult her. Ignoring his question entirely, she said, “Good for you, your mutation comes with perks rather than ruins your life.” Her tone was cool and pointed. “Do you want a medal for that? Or are you simply content knowing you’re giving me another headache?”

[pricksilvcr-blog]

“ Is both an option? — So, you’re playing the pity card, huh? Nice move. Maybe it’d work on someone who cared enough to listen. “ His smirk remained in spite of her obvious aggravation (really. Some people just made it far too easy ). Given that, he could’ve laughed at her assumption-making ; he settled with fixing her with the customary eye-roll…honestly. If only he had a dime for every time somebody had told him something like that. “ ——Yeah. Sure, life’s a breeze, with my mutation, ” he deadpanned. Maintaining direct eye-contact, he held up fingers to count as he spoke, “ Being left to rot in some ‘mutant-friendly’ psych ward by your own mother…having an angry mob threaten to burn you and your sister alive… And just having your life slowed to a permanent crawl, because nothing on the face of the earth can keep up with you —— ? Yeah. OBVIOUSLY, that’s not half as bad as getting a migraine. ” Silence, for a beat - and through it all, he maintained that ever-present smirk and arched brow ; practically daring her to bite back, “ Didn’t you get the memo? It’s not enough for you to be looked down upon by others. You’re required to hate yourself, too. All you’re doing right now, is fulfilling the criteria. ” At this point, he’d seen it all ( or rather, he liked to think that he had). It took a hell of a lot more than a headache to earn little more from him, than a consistent stream of sarcastic retorts.

[pricksilvcr-blog]

Feet placed squarely on the ground - his arms draped across the back of the sofa - Pietro eventually saw fit to turn his head to the side; meeting the other’s direct gaze, without even a hint of anything less than a feigned interest. A few moments of silence went by - in which he didn’t move so much as a muscle ( though it seemed alien to most every bone in his body ) - before finally, he plucked the Rubik’s cube from their hands in one single, sudden, motion ; it was just sad, watching them spend - that long - (as far as he was concerned, anyway) on that puzzle. Or any puzzle, for that matter ; so much so, that it had caught his attention far more, than their conversation had. Not breaking eye contact for a second, Pietro finally broke out a smirk, “ —Yeah. I think I got that. But just in case, tell me all that again… I wasn’t listening. And you’re welcome,” in a flurry of blurred hands merged with spinning blocks of colour, he’d completed the puzzle ; holding the cube out for the other to take, “ You should probably work on your speed, with that. I mean, no offense, but it’s pretty painful to watch. ”

[bellelong-blog1]

I won’t fit in, not even here with all of these other freaks. As she thought it, she knew it had been unwillingly projected into some of the other mutants’ minds. She hated it. Her strongest, most personal thoughts were out there for anyone to hear due to her lack of control. She prayed whomever heard wouldn’t be able to tell it was Belle who had thought it, but then again she guessed there weren’t too many brand new mutants roaming the halls. She glanced over her shoulder to see if anyone was staring and made direct eye contact. “I- uh, sorry. Just wondering if you had a pen,” she lied, hoping it would keep the other mutant from suspecting it was Belle who had projected the thought.

[pricksilvcr-blog]

Wwoooww. Talk about having a stick up your ass, Pietro couldn’t help but think - in a ( deliberately ) slower manner, than the unimaginaby fast rate that he typically thought at. Was he stirring? Absolutely. And who could blame him, really? Or at least, that was his justification. He opted for a fixed expression, when her head turned in his direction; the only change in his body language was the arch of his brow as she spoke. “ Depends–” he started after a moment’s pointed silence, “ Do you - want - a pen? ——Because, you know, I could have a whole lotta pens, faster than anyone like you could comprehend. “ Finally, he shrugged, offering up a wry smirk, ” Perks of being one of these other freaks. “

[themarkedprofessor]

[themarkedprofessor]

"If you went through the school files, then you know that it is against the rules to do so. And admitting it to the new professor to see how he will react to that is not the best first impression.” He smiled without looking towards the boy,“ But I have no problem with a little rule bending, you only get in trouble if the files leave their location which I’m assuming they didn’t? And as for how teacher my is going, this will be my first year teaching at a professional institute. I used to prefer teaching drunk college students while sharing a drink with them.”

[pricksilvcr-blog]

He shrugged, mid-slurp ; glancing at the man through the ( largely unnecessary ) shades, ” I’m the fastest man alive…probably. Better flaunt what you’ve got, huh? “ With his drink and that ever-present smirk, he gestured over to the professor’s bare torso. ” —Not the best first impression? “ Pietro scoffed, ” If you think that’s bad, you haven’t been here long enough. “ He let that hang in the air, mid-conversation. ” Wow. This place really is a step down. But so much for a clean record, right? I mean, drinking with students? That’s frowned upon, you know. ” He couldn’t resist it ; ironically condescending smirk, and all ( here’s hoping he has a sense of humour ).

[missannamarie-blog1]

[missannamarie-blog1]

“Do not insult my camera… It was the only good camera ah could afford- even if it is falling to pieces. Just stay still for seven seconds. Please.” Anna had bought the camera when she first ran from home as the thought of a camera grabbed her attention more than she liked to admit. Pietro- with his light hair and attitude stood out and when she had seen him sat outside in the sun it seemed a perfect opportunity to take a photo… that was soon spoiled when he moved faster than the roadrunner.

[pricksilvcr-blog]

He heaved a forcefully exaggerated sigh ; the look that he cast her way lasted for a second - or two - before he broke out the grin— and at long last, leaned back in his chair— “ Fffiiiinnne. ” Who was he, to deny anyone the chance of forever having an image of his likeness in their possession, anyway— ? After practically holding his breath for Seven. Arduous. Freaking. Seconds. he snorted in amusement, at his own thought. “ —You know, I’d never have pegged you as the hipster sort. The more you know, huh? ”

[cloesylvster]

Laura was laying down on her bed as she heard that noise again in the window, it wasn’t the first time, not the second and third – More than six time but everytime she got up to see what was it, no one was there. She looked at the window and rolled her eyes. A few second the noise came back – Laura used her speed ability and went as fast as she could to the window. But no one was there. “You gotta be kidding me.” She whispered to herself.

[pricksilvcr-blog]

Was he looking in through her dorm-room window, as he ran up the side of the building? Time and time again? Yes. But it wasn’t as bad as it sounded….Well, okay. Maybe it was. Maybe it was exactly as bad, as it sounded . But to somehow escape the intense awkwardness that’d come out of it, he’d opted to repeatedly rap at the glass - at entirely sporadic intervals - just for the sake of it. Just for her reaction.

By the time she’d thought to ‘speed’ ( well, at least she was faster than the average slowpoke ) over to the window, he’d tired of the whole thing, and had made his way up to her bedroom door…Hey. He’d tried. Without really hesitating, he rapped at the door in the exact same manner, as before ; customary shit eating grin, and all.

“ Hey…So, you’re awake? “

[stlinskim]

‘X-Men: Apocalypse’ Group Therapy Session

[sxnofawitch]

Billy smiled softly and chuckled softly; probably for the first time since he had arrived here. “Yeah, I guess it is a little weird.” he admitted and then shook his head. “No, it wasn’t about the room not being good enough–I’m grateful for Professor Charles to have let me stay here. I just wanted to be somewhere peaceful but didn’t want to go outside into the school.” he explained. He raised his brows some when the man kept speaking. “I don’t mind if anyone wants to share the room with me.” he said and then gave him a small nod. “Yeah, I could easily make your room just about however you want if you can explain it to me with enough detail.” he smiled. “I’m William; but I go by Billy.” he introduced himself softly.

[pricksilvcr-blog]

Pietro let the ( presumably younger ) guy speak ; crossing his arms, nodding in a mock-understanding manner, when he deemed it necessary. The moment Billy stopped, however, he didn't even think, to suppress the snort of amusement, " Alright. ——So. You know I'm kidding —? Relax. Sharing a room isn't all it's cut out for, anyway. I mean, my sister? When we were kids, she'd get mad, because my side of the room wasn't spotless " ( More like, mad that she couldn't see the floor, past all of his junk ). With a frown, he made a point of hesitating for a second, as though struggling to hear the other. " Pietro.. You know what, Billy, I just want more space. Nothing fancy ——You'd get it, if you saw my room. It’s kind of a mess. "

[missannamarie-blog1]

[missannamarie-blog1]

“You wound me Pietro. you really do” Sarcasm dripped from her voice. “I am being quick! This is just an old camera and you just dont understand anything under the speed of sound.”

[pricksilvcr-blog]

“ Hey. I understand it fine. So, I live in a world of arthritic s n a i l s. I’m used to it— But that thing — ? Anna, that thing’s a glorified hipster torture device.“ Pietro huffed, pulled a face— and actually managed to stay put for a time. ”…I’m just saying, there are faster ways to kill somebody.“

[micro-cibermitanios]

Vidrio quebrándose a 1 millón de cuadros por segundo

[missannamarie-blog1]

“Can you stand still Shugah?” Anna couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

[pricksilvcr-blog]

“Can you stop breathing? No?  ——— Then you get my point,” he deadpanned through an unmistakable smirk. “ It’s not my fault you’re taking too long.”

[itsalicewickedmcgee]

To say that Alice did not like that smile of Pietro’s would be an understatement. That wasn’t a happy smile. That was a ha, gotcha smile. She narrowed her eyes slightly as he took her textbook and just started going through it way faster than she ever could. “Yes, I was. I do have finals too, you know.” She looked at the textbook. “I need to know most of it.” 

She couldn’t help but let out a laugh. Her with Kurt? Of course she’’d thought about it. But it was only recently that she’d even said something. Shaking her head, Alice grinned. “I didn’t get together with anyone here. What is that supposed to mean, why we’re not together.. now?”

[pricksilvcr-blog]

He groaned at her mentioning of them ; finals. Just in case listening to someone drone endlessly, in ultimate slow-mo wasn’t painful enough, he was being subjected to ( what felt like ) half a millennia of silence and staring at a piece of paper, after he’d inevitably completed the damn thing ( with time to wander off and check his answers ) hours before most everybody else. But Alice wouldn’t get that, Pietro decided internally, “ Yeah? That sucks. ” Short, simple, and entirely a throwaway statement. In all honesty, she wasn’t holding his attention ; by now, his mind had raced onto a thousand other thoughts ; leaving their conversation very much by the wayside, until - finally - she said something that earned her another of her oh-so favoured shit-eating grins, “ What— You really don’t get it? At all? You need a teenaged boy to explain your love life, to you? ” He laughed, “ Now, that’s when you know you’re missing something obvious. ”

[sxnofawitch]

When you open a door in a mansion, you expect to find a room. However, opening the door to the room Billy had been told he could stay in led you instead into a small meadow with a rock pond in its center beneath a large shade tree. Puffy white clouds rolled overhead in the blue sky as the warm sunlight washed down. The news had been a bit much for the boy to take in–rogue mutants committing acts of mass terror and violence; vigilantes fighting to stop them but only fueling the anti-mutant hatred and mistrust; humans rallying for mutants to answer for what they have done; mutants rallying for humans to not blame the entire species for the acts of a few. What about an attack on a presidential peace summit is ‘safe’…? Was the time I came from even worse than this…? he thought in silence.

Billy had wanted to relax and go somewhere quieter, but was nervous about going out into the rest of the institute just yet; so instead he used his powers to warp the dimensions of his room to his liking for the time being. Manipulating a single room wasn’t that complicated for him to accomplish–one of the few feats he could manage without needing to chant his intention over and over to maintain focus. He looked up as the door–which looked odd from his perspective, sitting in the middle of the field–opened and he spoke softly. “Oh, hello.” he said and looked around, “I’m sorry. I can change it back if I need to.” he began.

[pricksilvcr-blog]

“Are you kidding?“ Pietro scoffed, ” —This is cool. Weird, but cool. “ Honestly, though, with a twin sister like his, very little, in regards to the pointedly abnormal, seemed to take him by surprise. He entered the room— and granted, treading dewey grass underfoot, the sun blazing above them, didn’t feel quite right, but it was far from a bad thing. ” What— was the regular room not good enough, or something? ‘Can’t blame you— I mean, that’s one way to make sure nobody shares with you. You think you could do this to my room? “

[hnylcmn]

‘  defining girls by their relation to a guy ? explains the neanderthal forehand, thinking like one and all –’ in long terms, no. if she had to define her sexual interest if was BDSM ; Boys don’t satisfy me. alison rolled her eyes, vivid blue seemingly disinterested in pietro’s disheveled appearance. ‘ i was accepted in harvard pre law, dumbo,  but i know right, all blonde’s are dumb, right ? you really did walk out of the 80′s, didn’t you. ‘

[pricksilvcr-blog]

“  ————— I’m K I D D I N G, genius. “  Honestly. Some girls — some people — just couldn’t take a joke ; his uncharacteristic pause, before he so much as thought to do little more than fix her with a frown ( that embodied his not-so-carefully concealed contempt ) was likely doing little more than solidifying her opinion of him. Honestly - some people. “ Wow. Somebody’s a little sensitive, huh? You know ——I’m pretty sure I’ve met brick walls with more of a sense of humour, than you. Are you always like this?  — Wait. No need to answer ; I already know you are. No wonder you built your reputation on being a Taylor Swift knock-off. You’ve definitely got the PERSONALITY, for it. Just saying. “

“ ——— Hey. At least the 80s had good music. “ Aaaand, there we go ——— the continued intelligence-bashing, coupled with the unmistakably filthy up-and-down look ( like he hadn’t heard that one before ). Sure, he cleaned up well — ( it was him, after all, was his thought, at that ). But that wasn’t to say that he much cared to do so, “  ——— Wait. Did I say that all blondes are dumb? I don’t remember saying that. You just happen to be dumb - AND blonde. Completely unrelated. But at least you’re self-aware, right? And for the record?  You’re not dumb, because you’re stupid. you’re dumb, because you think you’re better than everyone else. “

A pause— frown ever-deepening into something far less tolerant— Pietro sighed ; opting to speak unimaginably slow, by his standards, “ I mean, you know what I did yesterday? I got bored. Figured I’d teach myself how to play piano. Five minutes later, I’m playing Brahms’ second concerto. “ The fact that he'd only thought to do so, because somebody had left the sheet music out, was totally irrelevant, ” I’ve read almost everything in the library— I can think faster than you can even i m a g i n e— And I  don’t even have to boast about it. “

[themarkedprofessor]

[themarkedprofessor]

“Only slightly nude, young man. And it’s only for the benefits the sun has to offer.” Connor smiled at the boy before laying back in the summer rays of the summer heat.“ Are you a student here young man?”

[pricksilvcr-blog]

“Whatever, man. Hey, young? Who’re you calling young? ——You know,  that’s just what old people say to get something over on everyone else. “ The hint of a smirk spread across his face, as he whisked himself off for a split second ; returning with a tall iced Coke ( umbrella and all ), deckchair and a pair of sunglasses.

Before anyone even had time to blink, he was lying ( though on the chair ) beside him, taking a leisurely sip of his drink. His expression didn’t so much as flicker, “Obviously. 

I’d say you were somebody’s parent, but the school files beg to differ ——I just checked. So, you teach English, huh? How’s that going, for you?“

[distantheartbeats]

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Song of the Day: We Are Not Alone by Karla DeVito

We are not alone ‘cause when you cut down to the bone we’re really not so different after all

[reallyhardydraws]

we are not alone ‘cause when you cut down to the bone we’re really not so different after all, after all, we’re not alone

ok last time i drew XMA + breakfast club i just drew the new characters for XMA and i had in my head that pietro peter wasn’t gonna survive so though i wanted to put him in johnny bender’s place i didn’t. but that group shot from EMPIRE magazine included him, so something tells me evan peters is gonna make it through the movie

in tentative celebration, i drew the new x-kids doing the famous breakfast club dance!