justicedefended is on hiatus!

it's also canon the one thing he splurges on other than reading materials ( books & manga ) is ( work appropriate ) clothes.

You are an emotionally volatile nightmare.

Your heart guides you and sometimes that's not as dreamy or romantic as it might sound. It's true that your feelings often inspire you to heal and create, and as long as those feelings don't steer you wrong, you're capable of truly visionary accomplishments in the name of empathy and love.

Feelings, though, aren't always gentle and sweet. You know that better than anyone, because your own emotions - the same overwhelming forces that inspire you to make the world a better place - can take you to very dark places, especially if you believe that the subject of your ire has shown unwarranted cruelty toward you or something you hold dear. 

You know that your feelings aren't necessarily rational, but that doesn't stop you from dramatically blaming other people for causing you pain. Of course, you might not even stop at crying; that notoriously brilliant creativity might even spur you to express your wrath artistically - nothing says “emotional stability” like a morose, vengeful poem.

You’re too clever by half.

Your intelligence is unmatched, but your smart mouth is going to get you into trouble one of these days. Everyone says so. Odds are you’ll make one witty remark too many and meet a tragic, easily preventable end that surprises no one in the least. You’ll be mourned, of course, but we all saw it coming, and you kind of deserved it.

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            He’s not going to laugh, he’s not, but even as Apollo stresses to himself that he won’t, his shoulders begin to tremble, and knuckles are raised to his lips to discourage any sound from escaping. 

            “ Seventeenth of July, seventeenth of July… “  He mutters to himself, repeating the date as he draws his phone from his pocket to enter Bobby’s birthday into the cell’s digital calendar.

            “ Oh. “  An owlish blink, disappointment manifesting as a furrow in his brow and a stubborn downwards tug at the corners of his mouth.  “ When’s your birthday? I could get you lessons as a gift. “

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            “ I can picture that perfectly, and I’m not sure how that makes me feel. “

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