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Am I a troubled kid? Yeah. You could say that.
happy birthday, percy! ā”Ā (august 18, 1993)

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Ā Ā IT SEEMED TOO OFTEN, as of late, that cases involving mysterious and unexplained deaths and disappearances landed themselves across Deanās lap. Nothing seemed to jump for his throat, nothing invited his pulse to quicken or his blood to thump, loud and heavy, in his ears. But a case was a case, and Dean would be damned if he let himself sit if he thought there was even an INKLING of something demonic or paranormal. So old routines remained the same; ironed suit was donned, and fake badge pocketed. Heād make the rounds; laugh through the stupid jokes, and smile through the shitty coffee- all of it, if it meant he caught something worthwhile.Ā
Ā Ā THREE DAYS IN, AND DEAN found his name inside everybodyās mouth- and his own hands in even more pockets. The rumor-mill ran deep; roots woven deep within social circles and deeper still within the privacy of kitchens and living rooms. Everybody had a lead on somebody else- could have sworn theyādĀ āseen so-and-soā withĀ āthat guyā who just looked likeĀ āthey were trouble,ā and by the end of the week Dean was too slap happy to give much of a damn. He was exhausting his supply of booze, and wasnāt too keen on making another trip to the store soĀ āOld Lady Jeanieā could tell him heĀ ācould use some sleepā andĀ āshould smile a little moreā, so when someone brought up Griffinās name on Deanās way out of a rinkydink maā and paā deli he figured he might as well follow up.Ā
Ā Ā FORTUNATELY, THE KID didnāt take much time to dig up. Apparently, anybody that knew anybody knew exactly where he was because he was just. so. damn. suspicious. it made their heads spin and the little hairs on their arms stand straight up. A few questions and a few more pinched noses lead Dean to exactly where he needed to be in order to keep himself behind Griffin just long enough to be noticed. He wanted to cry when they finally stopped walking to acknowledge each othersā presence.Ā āYeah, Shaggy, Iām sure it wasnāt.ā And Dean can FEEL the sigh that has been consistently begging for permission to leave his mouth- heās convinced itās his this townās form of the plague, and heās been exposed to the: I-donāt-give-a-fuck disease. āNobody in this town knows a damn thing.ā Arms overlap to secure themselvesĀ ācross Deanās chest, posture configuring into something between pissed off and nap time.Ā āBut they sure as hell know you.ā
Ā Ā everything in him ached to RUN. fling his bag in the direction of the voice and sprint the other way, zigzagging a path across the street until he could dive into the covered safety of the woods. that wouldnāt guarantee his escape though. and it certainly wouldnāt make things better for himself if he got caught. but fear temporarilyĀ gave way to confusion as griffin listened to the other man talk.
Ā Ā āwho the hell is shaggy?ā was that really what people thought his name was? griffin was sure he had introduced himself at least once or twice. definitelyĀ at the soup kitchen or church. did it really matter what they called him? griffin would be gone in a day anyways. there was too much trouble here for it to be a safe place to lay low any longer. still, griffin was mildly miffed that of all names to choose from, the town had called him SHAGGY. did he really look that bad? he supposed he could use a shower or... maybe the town was a little more spot on with their nickname than griffin would have liked.
Ā Ā āthey donāt know anything about me. no one does.ā and wasnāt that the truth? griffin kept his arms uncrossed and loose at his sides, but from the tension in his shoulders and wary expression, it was clear he expected more than just a conversation.Ā āare you a cop?ā even as he asked, alarm bells were still going off in griffinās head. run! run! run! he needed to get out of here as quickly as possible or else.Ā ābeing new in town isnāt a crime. what are you gonna do? arrest me for jaywalking? i havenāt done anything wrong.āĀ
mutualiism:
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā HENEEDS MORE TIME to think, yet as threat draws nearer, he prioritizes theotherās safety ( thankfully theyāve already clearedthe streets ā or perhaps the terrified crowd did that on their own ). āUM, at your three-oāclock,ā he attempts to give coherent direction, palm raisedas his powers send flames right backthe way they came. āOkay, we need a new idea,ā his impulsive mind searches fora quick solution, āWe could flood them out ā thereās already a few clouds inthe sky, so we can make it rain !ā
Ā Ā three oāclock. just as griffin turns to face the threat, a blast of heat is sent hurdling away from his face. griffin barely had time to flinch before the heat had all but vanished.Ā āmake it rain? like... ed sheeran?ā perhaps not the best connection to be making when lives were on the line but griffin couldnāt help it.Ā āi canāt do that. can youĀ do that?ā there had to be a fire hydrant around here somewhere. maybe griffin could pry that open somehow and redirect the water. or better yet, maybe the fire department would show up and lend a hand.Ā āiāll cause a distraction.ā
alright well i wonāt be on until tomorrow evening because iām graduating!!!! buT i will work on getting some mutval startcrs posted when i get back <3

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i need you all to know that i am absolute trash for rps where my son gets to fudging sleep
one day i will make a t1oo blog and then i will love on all of you
mutualiism:
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā NATURAL WIND COMES TO AN ABRUPT STOP AS HE LIFTS BLUE PALMS TO CHEST-LEVEL. Is this an arrogant display of ability, or does he have purpose? He notices embers in the distance, air molecules stilled as if they all exist in a ventless container. Suspended in midair, the size of the embers grow before they miraculously erupt into flames, telekinetic energy condensing oxygen and nitrogen atoms to limit the damage. Itās as if the heat is directed toward one specific stranger, and the local hero is quick to take action.Ā āOKAY, TIME TO GO !ā
Ā Ā the scent of something burning is heavy on the air, energy trapped and fighting vainly against an impenetrable force, unyielding and unbreaking, impossible to detect its location. hands drop to his side and he steps backwards as a blast of heat whips past.Ā āgo? go WHERE?Ā theyāre setting the air on FIRE!ā but despite his protests, griffin is quick to double back to blue boyās side.Ā āwhereās it coming from?ā
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jack ;
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā what did that āāāā what did that mean? experiments? torture? he knew what that was like, torture. not so much the physical type, but⦠being held prisoner inside michaelās fortress, his head broken into, his nightmares twisted into something unbearable. every time now, every single time he saw sam and dean in danger⦠he saw it. he saw that red door, smoke protruding from underneath, and their voices, crying out to him for help as they slowly choked and burned and died. he couldnāt open the door. he couldnāt get to them. he couldnāt do anything!
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā it wasnāt them. it wasnāt them, but it still resembled something. a future. a possibility. their lives were so⦠marred by danger. and that thought? that thought was crippling. confusing. wrong.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā what hunters, what angels griffin had come across? didnāt matter. he didnāt deserve that. no one deserved that. and the more jack watched him, the more he wished he could show him a better life. there didnāt have to be war. there didnāt have to be fighting, and running, and fearing for your life. he was scared too⦠all the time.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā what if i told you⦠what if i said āāāā ā for a brief second, hesitance. donāt turn back now, donāt you dare. lie to him, heāll stop trusting you. he needs to hear it. you need to tell him. remember?Ā ā what if i said⦠that those men youāve met, theyāre not really hunters. itās not about pain⦠itās about keeping the world safe⦠keeping innocent people alive. what if i said that⦠i know some good hunters. who are fair⦠and kind. and will do whatever it takes to make sure you never get hurt again. ā
Ā Ā without meaning to, he took a step back, almost stumbling as his leg betrayed his emotions while he tried to keep his expression in check. still, he couldnāt quite stop himself from turning left and right, straining his ears for the faintest sound to betray that the two of them were being observed.
Ā Ā he couldnāt hear anyone else.
Ā Ā āiād say...ā that youāre delusional! but griffin bit back his words, forcing himself to stand still and straight-backed as he fought a war against his biases. not all hunters could be bad. just as not all angels or demons or nephilim or cambions or humans were inherently good or bad either. griffin knew that! he did. but it was still hard to weigh the words against his own experiences and remember that what he had gone through wasnāt the norm.
Ā Ā the part that griffin kept coming back to was that jack had been honest with him. again! if jack had meant to deceive him and lure griffin back to hunters, he wouldnāt have mentioned the hunters in the first place knowing that it immediately would have put someone like griffin on guard. jack himself seemed healthy and well-rounded. hell, he was alive and fed and probably had a safe place to sleep for the night, even if it was with hunters. could griffin say the same?
Ā Ā āiād say that... iād take a little bit of convincing.ā arms crossed over his chest, hugging his sides tight as though physically binding himself to the spot.Ā ābut iām willing to take a risk. as long as youāll be there.ā
That was a fantastic ending but I am still absolutely devastated that shadcwhunters is over
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āThings didnāt go exactly as planned, but Iām not dead, so thatās a win.ā
ā Percy JacksonĀ (via tragedysins)
jack ;
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā eighteen? seventeen? sixteen?Ā ā ⦠sure⦠ā not even close, but the nephilim would let him believe whatever he wanted, if it meant he didnāt need to answer his question. did it matter? maybe it would be nice, to pretend. normal teenager. normal kid. everyone, they were always watching him. as if expecting him to pick up a knife sooner or later, start waving it around as if he didnāt know better. he knew better. he knew what he was doing. he hadnāt been on this earth long, but heād figured it out well enough.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā right?
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā apparently not. because of course, of course, the first thing he would do was offer him shelter, knowing full well that the second, the second this boy realised that the people who had raised him were hunters? heād bolt. their friendship was a ticking time bomb, and yet⦠he wished he could prove him wrong. he wished he could force him to see, that not all hunters were the same. sure, heād come across a rough crowd before. heād had to prove himself. but hunters, they didnāt typically⦠attack, unless provoked. unless they had a reason. maybe then, their friendship wouldnāt be ruined. like me, like me, please like me!
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā sam and dean⦠they wouldnāt leave a child on the streets. even a nephilim, like himā¦
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā i can speak to them. ā hopeful tone, eyes fixed on the other as he watched, examined, learned. just open your mouth. just open your mouth, get it out of the way, say it. and yet, he couldnāt bear to. he needed more information first. make an informed decision. how deep did this go?Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā i guess youāve⦠ran into hunters before. angels. that kind of thing⦠ā
Ā Ā the way that jack asked about hunters and angels made griffin almost reply with āyeah? why, havenāt you?ā but he held his tongue. jack had been honest before with admitting that he had people looking out for him. it was entirely possible that jackās experience with hunters and angels was far different from griffinās own.
Ā Ā fingers tugged down the edges of his sleeves until the fabric covered his skin from his neckline to the backs of his hands. it wasnāt quite enough to cover the scarring across the backs of his knuckles, so griffin crossed his arms and tucked his hands out of sight.Ā
Ā Ā āyeah, i guess. i mean, iāve... iāve had some pretty close calls.ā he didnāt want to get into details. jack was still a stranger, someone he had just met. and yet griffin shared a kinship with him unlike anyone anywhere else. griffin didnāt want to lie to him. and while he couldnāt tell jack everything about his past, he could tell him this.Ā āangels are terrifying butāā in my experience, theyāre rarely cruel. they just want us dead and done with. hunters though...ā donāt share details. donāt get emotional. stick to the facts. but god damn, how the hell was griffin supposed to stay detached when he was still so traumatized by everything that had happened?
Ā Ā āi escaped from a few hunters because of my age. they were conflicted about hurting a kid and sometimes i could use that to my advantage.ā a tiny shrug lifted his shoulders.Ā āothers were a little more messed up, and when they found someone not human that they didnāt understand? they uh, learned what weapons worked on them.ā
Ā Ā he rocked back onto his heels silently, head lowered and arms still crossed.Ā āin the end, i always managed to get away. cut ropes or broke handcuffs and ran. and i just kept running.āĀ please donāt leave. please donāt think iām damaged. please just understand.Ā āitās... harder when youāre alone.ā