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And I still mourn the person I could’ve been; that gullible child that never grew quite right.

does anyone know where unrealized versions of yourself go once they’ve been killed?

(✯)

#✖ | far too young and clever (isms)

mintlas

Let me show you my, my true colors,

#✖ | far too young and clever (isms)#✖ | v; peace was never an option (x men au)

@ownheroes liked

It was six in the morning and Deena was only just finishing work. It should be illegal, they mused as they collected the glasses scattered around the dance floor and tried to ignore the way their shoes stuck to the floor as they walked. Working the bar in the local gay club isn’t exactly the kind of high living they’d envisioned when moving to London but still, at least it paid the bills. They threw a grin over their shoulder at the other figure in the club.

“I know pride month is great an’ all an’ very important for our history an’ shit, but Christ I hate pride month. Like having a pack of fucking wild animals in here last night.”

#ownheroes #{hey friend!!#I went with Jacob if that's okay?#figured he's the one who meshes easiest w/ Deena setting wise and stuff #but if not just hmu and I'll write something else!!}#✖ | v; we don’t need no education (modern)

qqsia

#✖ | far too young and clever (isms)#alcohol cw

CHARLIE :

Charlie’s earliest memory was standing in his bedroom cutting his wings off. It wasn’t long until his father began to take part in the habit. He couldn’t have that type in the family. He’d do whatever it took to destroy everything CHarlie really was.

He ended up on the streets and was by some miracle found by the professor. Then again, he hadn’t hidden the wings very well. Even so, Charlie felt he owed the man everything which made him deeply loyal.

He sat down opposite Dee, ignoring the tension between them. “Of course I’m going to tell him.” Charlie replied. “Because what if something happens to you? And you didn’t invite me in the first place.”

"If anythin’ happens I’ll just scream.”

An innocent enough statement but one with weighty implications; Deena had never killed anyone with their powers, nor did they ever intend to, but they were fairly certain they could if they needed to. Anyway it hopefully wouldn’t come to that, worst case scenario was that they had to burst some eardrums, not exactly pleasant but it would certainly make people leave them alone.

They ignored Charlie’s proximity and the tension with the practiced ease of someone who had spent their whole life in an atmosphere. Christ, they couldn’t walk into a room at their parent’s house without there instantly being some kind of tension. No wonder they’d spent so longer trying to ignore their mutation and the power that it came with. Not any more, they thought, never again. They picked up two sets of earrings, holding them up to Charlie.

"Which ones? An’ listen I’ll be back before anyone realises anythin’ but if it makes you feel better if I’m not back by tomorrow dinner time you can put my face on every milk carton you like.”

#missedbecominghistoric #✖ | v; peace was never an option (x men au)

@bibliophilc

The book shop is terrible and Deena LOVES it. It’s taken them ten times to even catch it while it’s open; probably they should have given up ages ago but they’re too curious now to stop. It’s become a little mini game in their life: come out of work, grab a cheap cup of coffee, check the store. Hard work has finally payed off and they look around with undisguised glee. The place is covered in dust, and is quite frankly one of the least inviting shops they’ve ever seen in London, or just about anywhere at that. It’s like some kind of abstract performance art. They turn to the owner, a bright grin shining across their features.

“This is the best shop I’ve ever seen.”

#bibliophilc #{deena voice: oh my god vintage I love it}#✖ | v; we don’t need no education (modern)

nuggles

“tell us about yourself”

#✖ | far too young and clever (isms)

Deena: Good vibes only guys!! Summer loving, peace and joy all the way #blessed xxx Also Deena, inevitably: (ง'̀-'́)ง

#{Listen......they're doing their best}#✖ | meanwhile in the 21st century (ooc)

kristensource

rhythmedheart-blog

Kristen Stewart in ‘Personal Shopper’

#{these are both such deena Looks im gunna die #esp the top one}#✖ | just another brick in the wall (face)

starter call !!

#✖ | drop on by! (starter call)#80s rp #indie rp #oc rp #indie oc rp

@missedbecominghistoric || x men au

When Deena was a baby they’d cried and the walls had shaken. At two they’d squealed excitedly, as children will, and shattered every glass object in the house. By the time they were three speaking was effectively banned at home and strongly discouraged in public. Ironically it had ended with their speech being stunted. Luckily the school had provided them with a speech therapist, less luckily Deena had deafened them. It was a genuine accident, no matter what the rumors said; pitch exercises just weren’t designed for people like them.

They turned the memories over while doing their hair, readying themself for a night out. Sneaking out was a little immature maybe, but they couldn’t stand being in the house a minute longer. Besides, there was an underground rock concert in town; ideal for someone with their capabilities. They absolutely weren’t going because there were rumors of Brotherhood of Mutant members being there, not at all.

Despite the music they heard their door opening and glanced over their shoulder at Charlie, managing to spare him at least a small smile. They didn’t ask what was up though, or offer him a seat. Friend or not, he was just about the last person they wanted to see right now.

“I’m going out, be a lad and don’t tell the proff. I’ll be back whenever.”

#missedbecominghistoric #✖ | v; peace was never an option (x men au)

;;but honestly tho.....magnito was right

#{like ok his methods Weren't Great #but I absolutely buy his #'kill or be killed' mentality #over proff x's "be nice to people #and then they'll stop killing you'' view #and tbh so does deena}#✖ | meanwhile in the 21st century (ooc)

;open

Don’t look now but they’re singing at the (seemingly empty) bus stop. Not the raucous, drunken singing half smothered by laughter which is their usual trick, but serious singing. Real singing, from the bottom of their boots, as mam would say. Bonnie Tyler, Total Eclipse of the Heart of all songs. It’s actually very, very good.

#{hello frends i am here #and deena is in a good mood}#✖ | open

lovelyz8

rhythmedheart-blog

#✖ | somebody better put you back into your place (aesthetic)

sexymoneypower

hplyrikz

Clear your mind here

#✖ | somebody better put you back into your place (aesthetic)#{my child!!}

floralls

London by liolaliola

#✖ | somebody better put you back into your place (aesthetic)

ACTIVITY NOTICE

Hey hey!! Sorry for being so inactive atm but I’m having to focus far more on school stuff than usual. My final exams are next month and these are the ones that’ll determine if I get into the uni I’ve dreamed about going to since I was like 10 so they’re p damn important. Obviously revision etc has to take importance over this blog and honestly by the time I’m done with exam prep I’m usually too tired/overwhelmed to write much anyway. Therefor this blog, as well as my others (X X X) is on semi-hiatus until my last exam on June 23rd. I will still be here now and then to chat, do little threads or whatever but major threads and stuff are being put on hold. In the meantime if you want you can im me for my skype so we can still chat.

Thanks for understanding!! And all the best with your own exams/end of year school stuff!!! xxx

#✖ | meanwhile in the 21st century (ooc)#✖ | the more you know (psa)

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