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shit my history prof says meme        //         @foxveined

A BROW FURROWED   ,   SOMEWHERE LOST BETWEEN CONFUSION AND CURIOSITY   .   he wonders if perhaps he heard the story wrong  ,     (   though with cameron it seemed as though ANYTHING was likely  ,   he seemed to break humanity’s modern laws of physics and reality on a daily basis ---------    though of course death himself may have had a bit to do with THAT   )     lithe finger RAN against his lower lip  ,  a moment taken to THOUGHT  ,  allowing the words to mull over themselves within the cacophony of thoughts  .  HE SILENCES THE NOISE   .   for they constantly sing their songs  ,  the goodbyes  ,  the promises  ,  the last words  ,  all making home within his cavernous heart  .    (  AND YET WITHIN THAT HEART  ,  HE TAKES CARE TO MAKE ROOM FOR HIS CHILDREN   )     though he adored all of humanity  ,  he adored them more  .   the few who sparked something deep within him that he let be forgotten   ,   the embers of dying flames slowly KINDLED back into roaring infernos  .  cameron had been one of them that held the fan  ,  that breathed life back into such an ancient and weary soul  .  death had broken nearly every rule created for the boy in front of him     (   but rules were easy to break when you were the one who MADE them   )     and for what   ?   FOR THIS   .  a broken rule  ,   a moment of trouble with his siblings  ,  it was all achingly worth it  .  to watch cameron grin like mad as he retold his crazed tales  ,  to watch him love and be loved by all those around him  ,  to hear him laugh  ,  to feel his adoration  ,  to know that somewhere in the universe   ;   cameron roy was living the life they had tried to steal from him  .  that is what made an eternity of loneliness worth it  .

finxlity replied to your post:   PETITION FOR MORE PEOPLE TO TREAT JAMES LIKE THE…

death is the president of the club

you heard it here folks death himself wants jamie to be treated like a nineteen year old kid and not expected to act like some wise mature 100 y o sage

shit my history prof says meme        //         @chcrribcmb

‘     AESTHETIC   ?     ‘           curiosity laden voice CHIMES  ,  a head tilted to the side   ;   akin to the way a dog would tilt its head upon hearing a STRANGE sound  .      ‘     that is TRULY your only answer  ,  simply  .  .  .     AESTHETIC  ?    ‘        hand pressed over his eyes    ,   rubbing   ,  slipping downwards to HIDE the smile that taunts his lips  ,  the jubilee that infests his bones   ,   the awe in his eyes as he gazes upon her  .   (    she is not truly his   ,  but he cannot help the PRIDE that swells each time he sees her  .   her fire  ,  her wildness  ,  her untamed joy and leadership   .   she had done the impossible several times over  ,  and he felt the same BALLOON in his chest that a true father would     )     

shit my history prof says meme         //          @vampiirisms

A QUAKE OF LAUGHTER   ,    a joy so BRIGHT and VIBRANT it shone from his very core  .   (   LUMINESCENT WAS HE    ,   luminescent were T H E Y  ,  the gods of this universe  ,  the creators of humanity and all it’s earthly things  .  they were radiant like starlight —-   like sunlight ——  like firelight ——- like the holy light  .     )        fingertips  ,   the hue of a winter moon  ,  steeped together at his temple  ;   smile waning into SOFT existence as death PEERS at jamie curiously  .  to be in the presence of his OLDEST    (  and arguably most favored  ,  in some ways  )    son was always a BLESSING  .  and he could not help the AFFECTION that unfolded from his hands  ,  the way he TOUSLES messy black hair playfully  ,  how his smile was a bit brighter  ,  a bit more loving  ,  how the only words that he uttered were those of kindness and GLEE    .      (   he was still a CHILD  ,  the eternity jamie had lived felt naught but the blink of an eye to death  .  and his life had been stolen too soon  ,  the numbers of age meant nothing when one became frozen within themselves  .  jamie was as much a child as he was the day he had been turned  ,  and it felt a SHAME to treat him as though he held the answers to the universe in his hands   )

shit my history prof says meme          //          @regiium

‘         now  ,  now  ,   is he PRETTY MUCH or is he actually your  .  .  .   ?  i find there to be a distinct difference between the two when in regards to BENEFITS   ,   no   ?        ‘          a tremble of LAUGHTER escaped from the curve of humble lips  ;  the sound akin to the way RAIN struck the parched desert  .  the cracked soil GREEDILY inhaling every blissful drop  .  the air SWALLOWS his laughter whole  ,  the moonlight BENDS through the window to illuminate him as he leans forward  ,  a hand of elegance and grace poised along the curve of his jaw  .  there laid a certain curiosity  ,  a certain fondness and AMUSEMENT within ancient features as he gazed upon the young boy  .  midnight hue colored his hair  ,  the nighttime spilling across him as he reclines back in his seat  ,  legs crossed slowly  .    (   it is one of the FLEETING moments which he can spare  ,  one where he has SLIPPED away from his duties to spend an ACHING moment with his FAMILY    )