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i have moved andrew over here to my multi muse 

[yadikiy]

i have moved andrew over here to my multi muse 

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i have moved andrew over here to my multi muse 

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i have moved andrew over here to my multi muse 

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i have moved andrew over here to my multi muse 

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JULIE // glacierfront

     there’s a long silence.

     “oh.”

      and another. in truth, julie doesn’t particularly understand. what she’s hearing is – i decided to search directly for people who intent people like me harm and then fought them and came out on the sort of losing end. and – she’s not… too sure how she feels about that, yet. she’d spent so long numbing herself down earlier (don’t look too worried don’t look like you flew out of bed to come here etc) to feel any particular emotion yet.

     she glances down, finds a chair beside the bed. gestures to it. “can i sit.”

          he’s used to reading people by now.  and he knows how she feels about these things;  and there’s guilt,  now,  for calling her to the hospital in the first place.  for wanting her to be there so badly.  

         “  yeah,  of course.  “  he smiles at her,  but it’s not the same as usual.  “  --  i’m okay,  you know.  i’ll heal up fine.  “  if he thought she would keep holding his hand,  he would reach out for her again. 

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JULIE // glacierfront

     she hesitates. waits a moment. brushes her fingers against his, awkward, but doesn’t hold it. 

     nobody has ever – really. explained to her what the brotherhood does. they’re in the news a lot, yeah, but… she doesn’t keep up, really. but. what does. “mission?” mean.

         “  fighting some anti-mutant people.  “  his hand drops back down to the bed.  “  ----  and just:  boom.  “ his head drops, too,  back onto the pillow. 

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JULIE // glacierfront

   …. “that’s.”

    ……

    …..

    ….

    …. “what? wh–ere?”

         “  i tagged along on a mission with the brotherhood.  “  he reaches for her hand,  though he doesn’t know if she’ll give it to him.  “  i’m okay.  “

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JULIE // glacierfront

     “i mean. –i guess. kind of. maybe. yeah.”

     doing a great job of showing it, julie.

     “–did you. get hit by, like. a car.”

          “  no.  i got thrown by an explosion.  broken rib,  head injury,  the works.  “  he tries to smile at her.  

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ive got a pretty bad headache so ill be on tomorrow 

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JULIE // glacierfront

     she takes an awkward step closer to the bed from the door. he looks – weird in hospital clothes. “– i mean. is that. okay.”

          “  i wanted you to.  “  he huffs.  “  --  didn’t you want to?  “

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MAMA // ruinaa

          she doesn’t know how to tell him that roman has probably been awake this entire time, ever since he climbed into bed with them, and has only been pretending otherwise. and if he wasn’t awake before, he definitely is now. she admires his resilience. “okay.” she tugs andrew back down, wraps around him so that he can’t wiggle back up to try to spy on roman. “that’s what you should be doing, too. sleeping.”

          “  --  okay.  “  he is tired.  settling back against her,  he puts a hand over hers and closes his eyes.  “  i love you,  mama.  “

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MAMA // ruinaa

          “ellie can make one, too. we’ll make as many as you want.” it’s the whole reason they have that craft kit, after all. more supplies than they knew what to do with and if it knocks a couple of them out – good. “i don’t know. he’s being very quiet.”

         “  --  dad?  daddy?  “  he pokes his back, a couple times,  but he doesn’t move.  “  he’s asleep.  “  andrew whispers back to her.  

[girlidiotdotcom-deactivated2023]

new alignment chart

chaotic/neutral/lawful + jock/prep/goth

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MATEO // kiyote

     ❛ i just think it’s funny how you think shoving an entire hubba bubba into your pocket where there’s clearly no other purpose but stealing it is not an accident.  second,  i don’t know anything about that. ❜

         “  okay,  well,  maybe they shouldn’t have had a poster about a shitty anti mutant group.  so.  “  he shoves a piece of hubba bubba into his mouth.  “  --  how about superman.  no.  batman.  no  --  superman.  batman would be too...serious.  “

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MAMA // ruinaa

          behind her, she thinks she hears roman huff, and she nudges his leg with her foot, stops her smile before andrew can see it. “well, he can do pretty well for the time being.” he needs to go back to sleep. they’re going to start talking and never stop otherwise. “or maybe tomorrow, we can make you a shield, and you can put it on your nightstand, and it’ll be like i’m there, anyway.”

          “  okay.  only if ellie can make one too.  “  she was asleep when he walked by her room,  otherwise he would have brought her along.  his voice lowers.  “  is daddy awake?  “

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MAMA // ruinaa

          she is proud of ridley. she’s proud of all her children, but ridley is the one she rarely speaks to, the one who doesn’t want to speak to her. and – she doesn’t understand it, maybe, but she knows better now than to push. he’ll come around when he wants to, if he does. it’s not something she wants to dwell on, especially, but it’s always there in the back of her mind, too. she’s never once taken back the offer that she will always be there, anytime, any place, no matter what. it doesn’t matter how angry he is with her. he’s still her son, and she refuses to leave him without.

          but the others – izzy, who is so much like roman, who has done so well and come so far and who surprises her time and time again with her tenacity and drive; ellie, with her heart, with her need to fight even if it’s in other ways, with that compassion josephine recognizes so well; andrew, who is so much like her, angry but still so good, impossibly so, who cares so fiercely and fights so hard and wants so much better – have to know it, too. how proud she is. how much she loves them. how everything she’s done has been for them and for their future and so, when she’s gone, they have something to look after them. something to protect them.

          “i love you, too.” her grin steadies itself for him, sticks because he needs it. “even if you’re all going to turn me gray-haired and wrinkly.”

          “  you’ll still be beautiful,  ma.  always.  “  he presses a kiss to her cheek.  “  even with grey hair.  dad  --  i’m not sure about it.  “  he tries to get her grin to be something more real,  not just something for him.  teasing dad was always a good one.  

          (  he wished that there was another way he could do this without hurting her.  more than anything;  he didn’t want to be like ridley.  make her think she did something wrong.  ) 

         “  i won’t be reckless.  i’ll be safe.  “